[For Jennifer]

Ronon was being followed. It wasn't his years of tracking that allowed him to realise this because his tail was being entirely obvious. It was someone he didn't know and they were short, winged and ill tempered. The messenger - as he claimed to be had been following Ronon all the way from the compound to New Atlantis insisting he had a message for Ronon.

"Don't want it." Ronon told them and lengthened his stride which the messenger was hard pressed to keep up with. It was heart shaped. Ronon wanted no part of whatever island trick this was - he was getting married in less than a week.

The messenger did not give up though and he tackled Ronon waving the valentine determinedly. Or rather he tackled Ronon's leg. Ronon shook the surly cupid free and told him. "Go away."

When it launched at him again he felt entirely justified in pulling his gun and stunning the chubby winged pest. It would have made for a more peaceful journey to New Atlantis - if he hadn't been nearly there already.

[For Jack]

Jennifer was at the clinic and would be at the clinic for another couple of hours. Which meant Ronon was free to sit at the table in New Atlantis and work on her ring without her seeing it.

Not that it needed work now - it was pretty much done and mostly what Ronon did was polish it with a bit of leather making sure the metals was entirely smooth. He still hadn't decided when he was going to give it to her.

When he heard someone coming he put the ring away - it wouldn't be Jennifer so he didn't have to be that secretive but he didn't know everyone in New Atlantis and there was always a chance it was someone indiscreet.

Instead it was General O'Neill, who Ronon knew - but who did not know him nor go by General. "O'Neill," he said in greeting before going back to examining the bit of jewellery.