Home sweet home... [[tag Elizabeth Weir]]

She'd miss the sound of the sea crashing up against the city, Teyla decided with a grimace as she opened the door to her room.  The first thing that came into view was a small kitchenette, something she had seen in Earth movies, and a sitting room.  Off from the sitting room were two doors, one marked with a T, and the other vacant. 

A little dazed by taking this all in at once, Teyla turned the knob slowly and entered her room.

It was... astonishing. If anything, it was like the tent she had grown up in back at the Athosian settlement. There were banners of Athosian cloth draped across the room, making her bedding and the entire atmosphere. Shelves were filled with incense and candles, everything that made Teyla's room on Atlantis home.

As she turned and circled around the room, she ran her fingers over every surface. Across from her bed was a hand-carved dresser, made out of wood quite similar to that which her people's craftsman had found on the mainland. Teyla traced the carvings in the woodwork with her forefinger, before pulling open a drawer. It was filled with her typical Athosian garb, some of the finest craftsmanship in the Pegasus. She opened the one next to it, and found some necessities and uniform pants. Another held her uniform jackets, and while the last was her favorite of all. The drawer contained every sweatshirt and pair of sweatpants Teyla had every stole or wanted to steal from John and Aiden. The Athosian picked up a handful and held it up to her nose, inhaling deeply. Somehow, the smell of Earth detergent that sunk in newly washed sweatpants always soothed her.

“Shower,” she murmured softly. Elizabeth had made her promise to take a shower, not that she wasn't planning on that from the start. A door on the other side of the dresser led to a bath shared by the other bedroom. Quickly Teyla dumped a pair of USAF gray sweatpants and a green King Phillip Regional High School Boy's Lacrosse with 'Ford #24' embroidered in the sleeve (written in yellow) next to the toilet as she turned the water onto scalding, plugging the tub, and tossing some bath salts into the water. She was going to pamper herself tonight.

Forty minutes later, skin pink and hair damp, Teyla collapsed onto her bed. These past few days had been so trying on her system, and she really hadn't gotten any sleep in at least forty-four hours...

Teyla fumbled blindly for her hair elastic on her night-stand so she could tie her damp hair up before she slept. Instead, she found a leather bound book. “Hmmm...?” Gripping the binding, she hauled it onto the bed and opened it. Major Lorne had given it to her as a birthday present just a few weeks ago: it was a photo album of her friends and family on Atlantis. With a small smile, she began to flip through the pages, grinning to herself and laughing as she viewed the collection through half-lidded eyes. It only took a few minutes, but soon Teyla was asleep, wet hair splayed around her and the book open to a page taken at 'Girl's Night,' where every week she, Dr. Weir, Lt. Cadman, and Dr. Heightmeyer would get together to drink, gossip, and play poker.

Hopefully the candles she had lit would burn themselves out.