AN: And now the finale, Teyla. Thank you to all that's read and reviewed- it is much appreciated!

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Teyla walked through the corridors of her city, trying to rock her son to sleep. He'd been crying for almost an hour now and she hoped he would fall asleep soon. Silent tears slid slowly down her face as she thought of how many times she'd wished she had someone to help her. But Kanaan had been kidnapped along with the rest of her people, and there was no one to help.
She knew her son was lucky to have at least a mother. So many children were orphans because of their parents being culled.

There were so many times when she felt helpless, wishing she could do more. Sometimes she just felt so weary in a way sleep could not cure.
Other times she felt as if her heart had been broken. The Athosians were her people; she'd grown up with them. She loved them like family, even though none of them were blood related.

She was walking in the general direction of Rodney's lab when she heard music playing. As she got closer, she could make out the words.

To the widow who suffers from being alone
Wiping the tears from her eyes
For the children around the world without a home
Say a prayer tonight

There is hope for the helpless
Rest for the weary
Love for the broken heart
There is grace and forgiveness
Mercy and healing
He'll meet you wherever you are

The words stopped Teyla in her tracks. How had someone known exactly what she was facing?

There is hope for the helpless
Rest for the weary
Love for the broken heart
There is grace and forgiveness
Mercy and healing
He'll meet you wherever you are
Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus

Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus

The song faded out but she couldn't move. Someone had known exactly, to the letter, what she was facing. And they had a plan.

Teyla had heard several rumors saying Major Lorne had become a Christian, one that believed in Jesus. She did not believe the rumors, but Lorne seemed aware of them and yet he did not try to deny them.

Teyla had never believed in a single Deity; one Ruler for the whole universe. She grew up being taught of the Ancestors. But after everything that she had seen, she had decided that the Ancestors weren't the wonderful, marvelous beings everyone tried to make them out to be.
They were humans that made mistakes, just like everyone else. The only difference was that their mistakes generally cost more people their lives.

The only person that Teyla knew for a fact was a Christian was Kate. But she couldn't go talk to Kate, for her friend had died little less than a year previous.

The thought of her lost friend made her heart weep, and Teyla thought again about the words of the song.

Hope for the helpless, rest for the weary. Love for the broken heart. There was grace and forgiveness, mercy and healing. He'll meet you wherever you are. Just cry out.

Tears continued making their way down her cheeks as she silently cried out. She cried out for her people, for her son, for her friends, and finally for herself.
She didn't know if there was a single Being in charge of the world, but if there was, she wanted to know Him.

Maybe, she thought, it was time for a long talk with Major Lorne.