Date: 2009-02-21 13:32 Subject: Wow! I wrote a ficlet. Security: Public

Title: Will There Be a Next Time?
Author: sweetmelodykiss
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Sheppard/Todd
Rating: PG-13
Category: Ficlet
Word Count: 403
Spoilers: Season five, the final episode, missing scene
Summary: John has a decision before him, kill him or kiss him.
Warnings: Wraith/Human encounter
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. No harm is intended.



"Will there be a next time?" Todd asked. It was a challenge. It was as if Todd knew that John had no intention of shooting him, and he was deliberately mocking his earlier threat. John wanted to prove Todd wrong by pulling his gun and shooting him where he stood. John's hand hovered over his weapon as their eyes locked, and in that moment, he knew the truth.

John turned and secured the door. This would be their final encounter… maybe.

"Hmm, don't want your soldiers to see you do the deed?"

"No, I really don't," John drawled. A hint of a smile played at the corners of his mouth, causing Todd to glare hard at his adversary--if that was truly what John was.

A strange expression of understanding crossed Todd's face as he closed the distance between them. They stood face to face, toe to toe, neither moving for a long time.

There were many things that John didn't know about the wraith. Todd had told him so. Todd was arrogant, smug, deceitful and treacherous, but so damn compelling that John had all he could do just to function properly in his presence.

It had been slowly building to a crescendo as it came to a head in the here and now. Their first meeting, Todd gave John back his life, and that one act set in motion a fateful chain of events. The connection created that day wound itself around the fabric of John's life and penetrated his soul.

A ghost of breath brushed teasingly against John's cheek, and he turned his head slightly. When Todd's lips descended on his, the jolt electrified John's very being. The caress of Todd's hand no longer brought searing pain, but heights of pleasure; nothing like John had ever felt before.

Yes, there were many things that John didn't know about the wraith, but he was certainly willing to find out more.

******

John joined his friends as they looked out across the water at The Golden Gate Bridge. His body still tingled in the aftermath of their final encounter. Well, maybe not so final after all.

Ronan made his way over to where John stood. He lowered his head and quietly asked, "So, did you shoot him?"

John couldn't stop the burst of laughter that escaped his throat as he answered, "Not exactly, Ronan, not exactly.