Trust Once Broken | SGA John Sheppard

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Kai knew it was John before he even spoke. The warmth in her chest and vague feelings of concern and impatience weren't her own emotions. She strained her hearing and she could just make out John and Teyla's heartbeats outside the room.

As soon as the tracker hit the floor the door swung the rest of the way open. "Don't look so surprised," John quipped from the doorway as he and Teyla stepped into view.

Both of their shoulders were tense and Teyla took watch at the door to make sure no Wraith snuck up on them. John however stalked inside. His eyes went from Ronon to Kai. He looked Kai up and down, reassuring himself that she was still whole, although he had felt Kai radio turn on as strong as if she were standing next to him the second they were through the gate. He knew she could block it or turn it off or whatever if she wanted to. He wondered if she had left it on full volume to help him find her. Kai's own version of a sub space tracker. He hoped so.

Ronon had tensed when he had spoken, ready to face a potential enemy. Kai however was harder to sneak up on. Ronon grunted when he realized it was them and dropped back down to sit on the floor.

Kai crossed the room and stepped up in front of John cocking her head to the side. She glanced down at an imaginary watch on her wrist.

"You call this a rescue?" She challenged sarcastically.

What she really wanted to do was to throw her arms around John's neck and just let him hold her. She was so relieved to see him there weren't words. She would let herself feel the terror of being hunted again later, once they were all back home safely. She couldn't let herself fall apart now, not with Ronon barely holding it together and a tracking beacon connected to her spine.

John looked down at Kai with a frown as he noted the injuries and blood soaked bandages, what worried him the most however was the pained, haunted look in her eyes, but he quickly flashed her a wry smile so she wouldn't see how worried he had been. "A single Wraith hive...we assumed you two had it covered," he said with a boyish grin. "We figured we'd show up to catch the finale and give you a ride home. Although you forgot these," he said and he pulled her two blades off his belt and held them out to her.

Kai grinned and eagerly took the blades from him. She had told him once her Blades weren't magical as he had guessed, which was true. But there was something about them; they had faced almost 10,000 years of blood and battle. One she had trained with since she was a child, it had been her constant companion for almost ninety years. She had killed to keep it and protect it's legacy. The other, she had taken in true combat from another Mortii who had come to kill her and those she cared about. It made the Blade somehow more hers than the one she had been given. For a Mortii to be given a weapon is to imply they aren't strong enough to take it themselves. It was why taking a Blade through combat was such a big deal. As she slid them away in the sheaths on her low back it felt like she could draw a deep breath for the first time since she had awoken on the Hive. They were grounding and gave her confidence; like talismans of her abilities.

Kai winked at John and he flashed her a wry grin, relieved. Whatever had been haunting her gaze was gone now and she looked like his Kai again. Confident, powerful and sexy as hell.