Atlantis, Thursday Fandom-Time
Things were business as usual on Atlantis. There was no time for thinking with seemingly daily stabbing incidents and alternate realities and terrible wigs and people coming back from the dead as robots and McKay losing his mind with Second Childhood and Atlantis working side by side with Todd the Wraith and ending up on trial for existing at all in the Pegasus Galaxy. Months had passed and Ronon had settled back into his old life, bringing up Fandom happenings only occasionally when the situations were comparable, like when Keller switched bodies with the alien and when Rodney had to save Earth from some weather device. Some days all that was missing were the gremlins.
Of course, that was Ronon's take on how things were going. One movie night, Sheppard finally pointed out that Ronon wasn't leading a class, he was supposed to just introduce the movie and sit back down so people could enjoy themselves for an hour or two. In the gym, Lorne had to ask Ronon to let him lead the marines on their drills.
Before the rest of the group arrived at their usual table for lunch, Keller looked at Ronon oddly from her spot across from him. "What?" Ronon asked, wiping his mouth and determining it was free of food.
"Nothing." She paused. "It's just...I could've sworn you were into me before."
Ronon raised an eyebrow, thoroughly amused by the idea. "When?" He honestly couldn't remember.
"You know, nevermind. It was...a long time ago," she shrugged. Word had gotten around that Ronon had been in some strange school while he'd awaited the IOA's ruling.
"Oh!" He'd nearly forgotten. "You know, I had a student looked a lot like you. Just different accent and...stuff." Ronon thought that should explain things and let him slide without having to explain Lindsay. "Aren't you with McKay now?"
"Oh! Yes! Rodney and I are, yes." She seemed strangely uncomfortable and her eyes seemed to be staring past Ronon.
"Am I interrupting anything good?" Sheppard asked, clattering his tray onto the table just in time to save Ronon from having to listen to more of that. Also, now Ronon felt he understood why Keller seemed so suddenly uncomfortable.
Ronon smiled, popping a roll in his mouth and talked through his chewing. "Nope, just lunch."
And then Atlantis landed on Earth.
Oh sure, there was a lot of really typical fighting with the Wraith and Ronon even died for a while there (and man was he gonna get his ass kicked for that), but to Ronon, the strangest part of the whole thing was walking out onto one of the many balconies of Atlantis, the city of the Ancestors, and seeing the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco beyond.
"Woolsey welcomed me to Earth, you know," Ronon told Sheppard as they sat drinking on a balcony late that first night.
Sheppard nearly spat out his drink. "Does the man not read our mission reports? You've been to Earth, what? A dozen times? Hell, you lived there for a year!"
"Yeah, don't think so," Ronon told him, kicking up his feet and watching a bird freak out as it flew through the city's cloak and nearly die against the stain glass windows of the towering structure. "So what's the plan now?"
"Plan? I might've promised to help our friend Todd deal with being stuck here with us for a while--" Ronon gave Sheppard a look as if that was not what he'd meant at all. "Oh, you mean plan. Yeah, I've got nothing." He drank his shitty beer thoughtfully. "But I can guess you've got something in mind."
"Maybe." He did. He just didn't know how to voluntarily leave his team.
"You know, we don't have much going on around here for a while," Sheppard offered with a slick smile. "You should check out that school of yours. See what's changed since you left."
For once, it was as if Sheppard had read his mind. Ronon grinned around his can. "I could do that."
"Maybe I should tag along. You did say I had a girlfriend there, right?"
Ronon knocked Sheppard's legs off the balcony. "Girl being the keyword."
"Hey, I like girls!" Sheppard complained.
"Uh huh."
"I do! I've even slept with some!"
"Right."
"No, really!"
"In that case, have you met Amelia?" Maybe Ronon could throw the man a bone before he left.
[And DONE! NFI, NFB. There were 17 episodes summarized in there somewhere. What can I say? They gave the man nothing to do in the final season. Also? Massive spoilers within.]
Of course, that was Ronon's take on how things were going. One movie night, Sheppard finally pointed out that Ronon wasn't leading a class, he was supposed to just introduce the movie and sit back down so people could enjoy themselves for an hour or two. In the gym, Lorne had to ask Ronon to let him lead the marines on their drills.
Before the rest of the group arrived at their usual table for lunch, Keller looked at Ronon oddly from her spot across from him. "What?" Ronon asked, wiping his mouth and determining it was free of food.
"Nothing." She paused. "It's just...I could've sworn you were into me before."
Ronon raised an eyebrow, thoroughly amused by the idea. "When?" He honestly couldn't remember.
"You know, nevermind. It was...a long time ago," she shrugged. Word had gotten around that Ronon had been in some strange school while he'd awaited the IOA's ruling.
"Oh!" He'd nearly forgotten. "You know, I had a student looked a lot like you. Just different accent and...stuff." Ronon thought that should explain things and let him slide without having to explain Lindsay. "Aren't you with McKay now?"
"Oh! Yes! Rodney and I are, yes." She seemed strangely uncomfortable and her eyes seemed to be staring past Ronon.
"Am I interrupting anything good?" Sheppard asked, clattering his tray onto the table just in time to save Ronon from having to listen to more of that. Also, now Ronon felt he understood why Keller seemed so suddenly uncomfortable.
Ronon smiled, popping a roll in his mouth and talked through his chewing. "Nope, just lunch."
And then Atlantis landed on Earth.
Oh sure, there was a lot of really typical fighting with the Wraith and Ronon even died for a while there (and man was he gonna get his ass kicked for that), but to Ronon, the strangest part of the whole thing was walking out onto one of the many balconies of Atlantis, the city of the Ancestors, and seeing the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco beyond.
"Woolsey welcomed me to Earth, you know," Ronon told Sheppard as they sat drinking on a balcony late that first night.
Sheppard nearly spat out his drink. "Does the man not read our mission reports? You've been to Earth, what? A dozen times? Hell, you lived there for a year!"
"Yeah, don't think so," Ronon told him, kicking up his feet and watching a bird freak out as it flew through the city's cloak and nearly die against the stain glass windows of the towering structure. "So what's the plan now?"
"Plan? I might've promised to help our friend Todd deal with being stuck here with us for a while--" Ronon gave Sheppard a look as if that was not what he'd meant at all. "Oh, you mean plan. Yeah, I've got nothing." He drank his shitty beer thoughtfully. "But I can guess you've got something in mind."
"Maybe." He did. He just didn't know how to voluntarily leave his team.
"You know, we don't have much going on around here for a while," Sheppard offered with a slick smile. "You should check out that school of yours. See what's changed since you left."
For once, it was as if Sheppard had read his mind. Ronon grinned around his can. "I could do that."
"Maybe I should tag along. You did say I had a girlfriend there, right?"
Ronon knocked Sheppard's legs off the balcony. "Girl being the keyword."
"Hey, I like girls!" Sheppard complained.
"Uh huh."
"I do! I've even slept with some!"
"Right."
"No, really!"
"In that case, have you met Amelia?" Maybe Ronon could throw the man a bone before he left.
[And DONE! NFI, NFB. There were 17 episodes summarized in there somewhere. What can I say? They gave the man nothing to do in the final season. Also? Massive spoilers within.]