Word Count: 1,054
Summary: Cameron visits Sam on Atlantis, meets Ronon.
Disclaimer: Not Mine
“I’m so glad you came,” Sam said, as Cameron Mitchell followed her down the halls of Atlantis. “I know it’s a lot of time to take off and spend cooped up on the Apollo.”
Sam grimaced, but she nodded in agreement.
They rounded a corner and
“Oh,” Sam said. “This is Ronon Dex.”
The huge guy had a mass of dreadlocks and he was making a scary face.
“Ronon Dex, this is my friend Colonel Cameron Mitchell, he’s here on a visit.” Sam said. “Just a friendly visit,” she added, and coughed.
Dex eyed Mitchell up and down. His scowl didn’t deepen, which may have been a good sign. He dipped his head in acknowledgement, then stepped aside and strolled right past them.
“Nice to meet you,”
Sam smirked, “I take it you didn’t meet while he was at the SGC?”
“No, it took a while to clean up the lock down,”
“Yeah,” Sam said, flatly. She directed him to turn. “Here’s the mess. Hope you’re hungry.”
They filled their trays and found two empty seats.
“Dex was gone by the time we got back,”
“Yeah?” Asked Sam, curious.
“He said he liked him,”
“Mmm,” Sam said, around her fork, mouthful.
“I don’t know if he meant beat the crap out of the guy or what,”
Sam swallowed sharply. “Hey,” she said, “I’m in command, remember? I don’t have to persuade anyone to respect me. And if I did, I wouldn’t need to import someone to do it for me.
“Oh, that is so not happening again,” Sam muttered, but she declined to elaborate. “I’ll admit, there are some elements of commanding Atlantis I wasn’t quite prepared for. I think Teal’c saw me make a misstep. But Ronon and I have resolved our differences now.”
“Ronon really liked the previous commander,” Sam said. “It was hard for him to accept a replacement, and then he had his loyalty questioned by the IOA. He was pretty pissed off by the whole thing, and I could have handled it more delicately. I didn’t really understand him, but I’m coming to.”
“No,” Sam said, with a firm smile. “No one from SG-1 is allowed to spar with anyone here. It’s a new rule I enacted after Teal’c left.”
“Most of them begin with ‘No’,” Sam said. “Almost all of them, actually.”
After lunch, she took him on a tour of the city. His previous visit had been too complicated with imminent alien attack to do much site seeing. It really was a gorgeous place, and he was so proud of Sam for leading it.
They ended up at her quarters, which were impressively huge.
“Being in charge has its perks,” Sam said.
They were naked, shortly, and slick with sweat and excitement. Maybe it was because it had been so long, but she felt different. Firmer, stronger and hotter, if it was possible.
He was so involved in kissing her, so focused on being within her, he didn’t notice the door sliding open until a shadow crossed the bed.
He peered over his own shoulder, shocked to find Dex standing in the closed doorway. His eyes shone, even in the dimness, glued to the scene before him.
“I asked him to join us,” she whispered, her eyes glinting.“Okay?”
“Warn a guy,”
He tried to move again, but Sam was holding him in place, with her arms and her legs, and much more than that.
“No sparring,” she reminded him, lips running along his jaw line. “Just a friendly visit.”
The bed dipped behind them, Dex’s weight coming down on either side of
Dex’s fingers were sliding downwards, and Sam wasn’t letting him move, so he did the only thing he could and pressed his mouth to hers.