stargateficrec | Small Stories by Brighid (Reply)

Rec Category: Ronon Dex

Pairing: N/A
Category: Character Study
Warning: N/A
Author on LJ:

brighidestone
Author's Website: none that I could find
Link: Small Stories

Why This Must Be Read: This was written for

sga_flashfic's Debriefing challenge, and is one of the first Ronon stories I remember reading. I think that much of the way I perceive Ronon now has its roots in this story. This scene, a flashback to shortly before the Wraith attack on Sateda, is one of my favourites.

They sat in silence for a very long time, and then Imchi said, her voice thick, "Tell me again."

Ronon closed his eyes. "We would have stood in the garden behind my mother's house, under the tree where my father rests," Ronan said finally, his voice rusty and raw. "I'd have washed your feet and legs, your belly and breasts and arms. I'd have dropped three stones into your mouth. I'd have taken them back again with a kiss, saved them to put in the foundation of our first house." He stopped, his breath ragged and harsh.

"I'd have touched your lips with sweet wine, and your chest, and the crown of your head. I'd have torn the bread in two and given you half." Her voice cracked and she paused, breathed deeply once, twice to steady it. "I'd have gone to your bed and lain down with you, and your mother would have covered us with the sheet, my father with the blanket, and I'd have held you all night long in my arms."

"I think we did all those things, already," Ronon said finally, into the small silence that fell between them.

"I have to leave in an hour," Imchi said.

"That's long enough," Ronon said. She reached up to touch his face, and her fingertips came away wet.

"No it's not," Imchi said, licking the salt first from her fingers, then from the edge of his beard. "But it will have to do."