fateandfortune | Just two vampires, traveling the galaxy... [For Todd the Wraith]

The fight lasted almost as long as the one with Cody had, but eventually Todd got the upper hand and managed to pin her down.

He helped her to her feet and then, as they'd taken up enough time in the arena, put his arm around her shoulders and they limped out back to the queen to let the next group go.

"Well done, both of you." she praised with a grin.

Todd nodded once, rubbing his stomach where Rogue had struck him a few times in a row, but the pain and bruising was already fading.

Rogue's bruising was only just beginning to really set in, and she had no doubt that she'd be a range of colors in another hour or two. Todd might hold back enough to not do any serious damage, but he still packed quite a wallop. There was a particularly nasty bruise forming on her shin that made her limp quite pronounced.

"Thank you, my queen," Rogue said to the other woman with a smile, a little pleased with herself for how long she'd held up this time and that the queen had given her praise. It was nice to have the acknowledgment.

The queen allowed them to be dismissed and they headed back to his quarters to wash up and relax. She remained behind to watch more of the crew spar together.

"Well, I hope that put an end to Cody's troublesome acts." he said once they were well away from the arena. "Meaning our major problems should be over until we reach Atlantis. A nice feeling considering I've been living with a metaphoric cloud over my head for the longest time about acquiring a queen."

Todd looked to her as they hobbled along the corridor. "What of you? How are you holding up with all this?"

It was nice to have a little time alone with Todd. After he'd been pulled away so early that morning, Rogue had worried that she might hardly ever see him with this new queen, and while that still might very well be the case, she was grateful for every moment she did get with him.

She nodded at his words about Cody, and even gave a smile at the rest. She was glad that things were looking up for Todd, he deserved it.

The smile faded slightly at his questions, though, turning more sad than anything. "I honestly don't know," she answered quietly, looking ahead instead of at him. "I have to be okay with these changes, there isn't any other option, so... I guess I'm okay."

Except she wasn't, really.

He sensed by her forced attitude that she wasn't as okay with this as she was letting on.

Time for a little reminder.

"You know, it won't always be like this. However, you have to remember that she is a new queen, a young one at that with practically no experience. For a little while and certainly when the gene therapy is tested on her, I will be favoring my time with her over you. But after awhile she'll also be spending time with the head of engineering and the chief science officer and so on. She has much to learn and while I have my experience in most fields of work, she'll be needing to get to know the rest of the crew and learn from them."

They reached his quarters. "I've noticed you've been neglecting learning more of our language, you should work on perfecting that when you have little else to do" he suggested. It was clear her usual meditation time was not enough to distract her, so perhaps nudging her back on track with learning wraith would not only help her read more, but also keep her occupied. And once she perfected it she could really get into reading from his small library instead glancing through the few pictures.

That 'little reminder' hadn't exactly been his best idea ever. With every word, Rogue found herself growing more agitated with him, stress and fatigue eating away at her nerves until she was just angry and upset with him for the way he was speaking to her and the fact that he didn't understand anything. Not one bit.

"Thank you for that brilliant suggestion," she said with no small measure of sarcasm as they stepped inside, waiting until the door closed to really let loose.

"Don't speak to me like I'm some silly, love-struck child who can't handle not having your full and undivided attention," she practically growled at him, her southern temper flaring to life. "I know she's young, and she's going to need you a hell of a lot more than I do. She's been through hell and there is no one on this ship better able to help her find her way than you. I get that, and I want things to be the best they can be between the two of you, because it's what you both need."

He took it all in stride and listened without comment until she'd finished. Though ignored the part that he was treating her like a love-struck child. She clearly liked being around him a lot, he'd been merely stating when he'd be available only to her.

"Then what's the problem? You have a secured place here, the crew likes you, and more importantly the queen likes you. What more do you want?"

Rogue had a unique place among the wraith. Neither worshiper nor meal and she was teaching them as much as they were teaching her with no hatred between them. Todd couldn't comprehend what more a human-even a mutant-could want. Perhaps a little more sun and to be on solid ground more but that was probably trivial on the list.

So what was the problem?

He didn't understand, and she didn't know that he would even after she explained it. He was wraith and she was human - sometimes they were so alike, but right now they couldn't be more different.

"The problem is that nothing lasts," she said quietly, the anger being slowly replaced by anxiety and a deep sorrow that she felt to her bones. "You say that my place here is secured, but it's not. What if the queen decides she doesn't like me after all? She can change her mind at any minute, for any reason, and I'll have to go. Because that's how it works now. That's how things are for you, how they always have been. But to me... it's just strange. And frightening."

She took a deep, shaking breath and shook her head. "What I want is to not be afraid of losing my home again. But that's not going to happen." She turned away then, walking further into the room, stopping to lean heavily against the desk.

He cocked his head. She was still feeling panicky about this? He'd believed it would have vanished upon the queen's decision to allow her to remain on board. Guess not.

Todd chuffed and walked over to her. "The queen won't do that. Trust me. She'd find a reason to boot you off, not just because she doesn't like you. If she boots you off, it's likely because you insulted her greatly or tried to kill her...and even then she'd feed on you instead of banishing you. You forget, you also have the support of me and the crew behind you too, she'd take into great consideration what the loss of you would mean to us, which would be very great indeed as I'm certain you're the only non-worshiper in two galaxies that would voluntarily stay on a wraith hive ship rather than Atlantis or Earth." he pointed out.

The only thing she ought to be worried about-like everyone else on board-was the potential of running into an enemy hive. But as they were in hyperspace it seemed all the time and only Atlantis could track ships in hyperspace, the likelihood was low.

"I'm more likely to be usurped of my life and rank in the next decade than you are of being banished from the hive." he stated. "And Wraith take a long time to change their ways."

She glanced up at Todd as he spoke, though her eyes drifted down to his chest after a moment as she tried to take it all in. It was really only slightly comforting, because the point still stood that the queen could decide to make Rogue leave at any time, even if it would be for a reason and after great consideration.

He got a highly unamused look at those last few lines though.

"That whole pointing out how you could lose your life thing?" she said, the words raw with emotion. "Not really helping. I was terrified when you were fighting Cody. I know you're the better fighter, but he still could have killed you." She looked down at their feet then and shook her head. "I couldn't take losing you that way. At least if I was kicked off the ship, I'd know you were still out here - but if you died? I've lost too many people I care about. Losing you too would probably kill me as well."

Todd chuckled. "Human worrying about Wraith. I doubt I'll ever cease being surprised by that" he grinned then chuffed once more and began removing his coat. Tonight, with his queen settled in more, he'd sleep far better. After a hot shower.

The hive rumbled and he paused a moment to listen to the helmsman. They were back in hyperspace. So much for a starry sky to fall asleep to.

He removed the last of his clothing and went ahead into the bathroom to start washing up.

Rogue would always worry about him. He was her friend, someone she truly, deeply cared about, and he had her loyalty and trust the way only her team had earned before. Add to that how important he was to his species, with his leadership experience and connections to Atlantis, not to mention his sometimes innovative and unorthodox methods, and she would never be able to stop worrying about him.

She knew what that rumbling sound meant by now, and she would miss the starry sky above them just as much as he would. She didn't mind the blue of hyperspace, but the stars had an almost serenity to them that couldn't be matched by anything else.

She continued to stand there for a few minutes before finally removing her own clothes and heading to the bathroom to join him. Stepping up behind him, she slid her arms around his middle, pressing her front to his back and leaning her cheek against those small birds inked into his skin. She didn't say anything - she couldn't think of anything to say.

Todd looked over his shoulder as she pressed up against him, but he didn't shove her away. Instead, he caressed her arms around him, then thought of something, tapping the back of her hand with a finger. "No lapses in your ability in some time, even under the strain of the new queen." he said with a smile.

More like no detectable lapses. He hadn't woken up to her shoving him out of bed or getting grazed in the arena on accident, still, it was something.

She shook her head slightly, letting her cheek rub against his skin like a cat scenting something. "I've been turning it on when I'm alone," she explained, a little pleased herself with the standing record. "I think it helps a bit, though I've had more headaches recently."

She hadn't told him, hadn't let anyone see it, not wanting to be a weak human in their eyes or watched more closely.

"I'm sure Doctor Keller or Beckett will provide you with more medicine before we leave Atlantis again." he said. Come to think of it, it might help to make sure they had sufficient medical supplies on board anyway. Wraith healing skills were still incredible, but there had been a noticeable dip in quality since the gene therapy. Wouldn't hurt to be on the safe side and keep a few first aid kits on hand, after all, healing every non-lethal scrape by enzyme might lead to side-effects.

"Good success with turning your ability on and off as you choose or have you had any difficulties?" he asked

She hoped that would be the case; even though most of the headaches had been mild and likely the result of stress, there had been a fairly severe one in the mix. And if she were to get a migraine like back on Atlantis? No, having anything in the way of medical supplies would be better than what little they had now for true emergencies, for her or the crew.

"It still takes a little while to make the switch, but it seems like it's getting faster every time," she answered, finally unwinding her arms from around him and stepping back a bit. "And it always works eventually."

Todd turned to face her. "Give it time. Finding the switch in the first place was a major achievement in itself after all." he said.

He stroked her hair, helping get it wet under the relatively light spray he'd set on the shower. It felt...good, to be with Rogue, quiet, warm, alone.

He wondered just how often his queen would prefer to have him around after the gene therapy. Every queen was a little different in their want of attention from her commander, though usually the less she had him around, the more worshipers she had near her. But as there were none on board...

Truthfully, he didn't have the slightest idea what to expect from the queen. Her only experience was that of dealing with a shattered crew loyal to her mother, and a damaged beyond repair hive before her capture by the Genii. At least so far she didn't wish to monopolize his time entirely, and had already begun to reach out to the other wraith on board. Only time would reveal her nature.

He was right about the switch, and she took as much comfort in that as she did in the touch to her hair, her eyes drifting shut as she savored that small physical show of affection. Despite what her earlier outburst might have conveyed, she did enjoy Todd's company, even craved it when he wasn't around. It didn't always have to be just the two of them, but it was certainly moments like these with only them that meant the most to her.

She'd said earlier that she understood that the queen would need more time with him, but that didn't mean she wasn't worried about how little time that might allow for her to spend with him. Sure, there would be times during the day that they would see each other, but moments like this alone together might become few and far between. She would continue to understand, she knew how the relationship between a queen and commander worked, but she'd mourn the loss of having him close so often.

Rogue reached out to touch his cheek for a moment, smoothing her thumb along his skin before running her fingertips down his neck, following the water trails down to his chest.

The wraith leaned into the touch and then started purring contently as she caressed her hand down his neck to his chest. While there was a lot left ahead of them, it'd been a little while since they had such time together, one or the other too exhausted or too mentally stretched to do more than wrap an arm around the other before falling asleep.

And while it was no secret that affection was hard to coax from a wraith, Todd sure did enjoy her touching him.

Rogue enjoyed touching him just as much if not more than he enjoyed it. Part of it was being able to touch anyone without hurting them, but most of the pleasure she derived from it was purely based on the fact that it was Todd she was touching. That he was allowing her to touch him when that honor was granted to few others.

She set her other hand on his chest as well before sweeping her fingers up along his chest to his shoulders, her touch firm but gentle, just this side of a massage really. That purring sound he made was one of the most amazing things she'd ever heard in her life.

They still had a long way to go until things on the hive became "normal", as such, moments like this helped reduce his stress. Getting lost in her warmth and light touch helped relieve a lot of that.

Still, they were wasting water, even with the new shower system.

He grunted his thanks and moved out from under the spray to fetch the soap, returning and offering to do her back first.

She'd be glad to know that she was helping him, even just by being close to him to relieve some some of his stress, which she knew could be considerable. Rogue owed Todd so much, but beyond that she just genuinely wanted to help him in whatever way she could.

She smiled at the offer and turned to put her back to him, pulling her hair out of the way. When he was finished, she'd return the favor, though she wouldn't be able to pay as much attention to the cartilage over his spine as she would normally like because of being mindful of the water they were using. She'd fix that later, though.

He massaged the soap into her skin, the simple act of spending time with Rogue like this very calming indeed. There was much on his mind.

"What do you plan on doing while in Atlantis?" he asked.

He estimated they could be there for a month or more depending on how poorly or how well the gene therapy worked on the queen and the side effects that would undoubtedly come to light. He'd likely spend a good portion of that time in the beginning by her side and simultaneously working with doctors Keller and Beckett on the serum for the Drones if they had not yet completed it by the time they returned.

She wouldn't have to be confined to Atlantis, she could spend time on the hive on her own with the rest of the crew, but he had plans for most of them while they were parked in orbit. He hoped to convince McKay to work with his crew and try to bring the hive up to its maximum potential. Despite the gene therapy, it was unlikely he'd give them intergalactic hyperdrive capabilities but at least another set of eyes-and ideas-on figuring out power consumption and hull strength to give the hive an upper hand in a hive-to-hive fight would be most helpful.

Because, as much as he didn't want to, they had to start engaging enemy hive ships and put an end to this civil war eventually. The more advantages their hive had, the better. And they could pass along those upgrades to the rest of the alliance fleet too.

He'd also have a group of his crew focus on the life of gardening and farming by working with some of Atlantis' people on the mainland. They were going to be spending a lot of time around Atlantis, best make the most of it and ensure the likelihood of mutiny stays low by keeping the crew busy.

Having him wash her back was as soothing as it always have, his touch and those smooth motions easing away her mental aches and pains. The physical ones were still there, though, and she feel the bruises really starting to set in from their spar. He was lucky to heal so quickly, but she'd be sore for days. Not that she regretted a moment of it.

"I hadn't really thought about it," she admitted, glancing back over her shoulder at him. "I'll probably train with Teyla whenever she has the time, but beyond that... I don't know. Everyone has jobs to do, but I'm just kind of useless on Atlantis."

She knew that Todd and the others would likely be busy for most of the time they were there, and she didn't want to be a burden to anyone. Being useful and not getting in the way - it was her main instinct, and now that he'd asked, she was starting to worry about how things would go in the ancient city.

"Do you have any suggestions?" she asked him hopefully.

After the suds were gone, he finally came up with a few ideas.

"Sparring with those that wish to." he said. Sparring with humans was far different than Wraith. Mostly because it was more dangerous. If she lost control and touched a Wraith, he'd just walk it off, a human, well, they'd end up in a coma. As such, sparring with Teyla and Ronon and the like would put her ability under strain and thus ensure she could control that switch within her even at such times.

"Learning Lantean." he added as he handed her the soap to return the back-washing favor. There were several books in his collection that were written in the language of the Ancients or Lanteans-spoils of war-learning their language would give her a broader scope of what she could read on the hive, and also perhaps some on Atlantis itself. If she learned enough in the relatively short time they were there she might even be allowed on the Lantean database.

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sry had to fix a couple things

I wondered what happened to it! :D

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