A/N And now, the much awaited sequel, well not much, seeing as I didn't give ya'll the chance to await it. Hehehe. Did that even make sense? Oh well. All I know is that its 4 am, and I'm so wired on Chinese food and soda its sick. So maybe something odd will happen. Maybe not. I can never tell when I'm channeling myself.
Disclaimer. I don't own it, and MGM stopped returning my phone calls. Apparently I don't have enough dinero for the thing. And $1.27 can buy so much at a 7-11. Heh.
? Space?
"Well, congratulations Teyla. You're pregnant."
Teyla looked at the good doctor. "I do not understand."
'Figures I tell her the biggest news of her life and there's a bloody culture barrier.' He decided to try a different approach. "You're with child, lass." Yup, one culture barrier shot down. And apparently one Athosian leader. Teyla's eyes rolled back into her head and she slumped in her seat.
'Now where did I put those smelling salts?' Carson looked trough his cabinets. 'Here they are.' He held the item below her nose. "Come on now. This isn't good for either of you."
Teyla swatted at Carson's hand, trying to get the foul smell away from her. "What is that?"
"Smelling salts. They wake you up when you pass out."
"Why did I? Oh." She relaxed back into her seat as the realization hit her. "How long?"
"Well, I don't know. How long are your people usually 'with child'?" He had to bite back the word pregnant. It seemed some things just never change, however, no matter how alien you are.
"Approximately 8 cycles of the moon." Carson did the math in his head. Yes, that was right about 9 months.
"Well, now all you have to do is tell Major Sheppard."
? Space – Two Weeks Later?
"So, sir, are you and Teyla considering kids?" Adien was too curious for his own good, or at least that's what his mamma always told him.
"Well, we aren't trying, if that's – wait. Why in the world am I explaining my love life to you?" John shook his head. These past few months had made him soft, although it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
"But what if it just happened, sir? What would you do then?"
"What do you think I would do, Ford? Ship him off to the local orphanage?" Yea, right. He loved kids. "Is there a reason to all of this questioning? Something I should know, maybe?"
"No, nothing like that. I was just curious, actually."
"Hey Adien, what's with the 20 questions? Let the poor guy go to his room, will ya? He has a wife waiting." Amanda walked up behind Ford, wrapping his arms around him in the process. She had been called away for a meeting with the infirmary staff.
"Yea, you heard her. Let me go." John smiled and kissed Amanda on the cheek, whispering, 'thank you'. "Well, you know where to find me, but try not to, huh?" He left the room amid the snorts of the couple with whom he had been sharing a table.
"What was all the talk about the kids?"
"You heard that?"
"Yea, was I not supposed to?" Amanda sat in the chair next to Ford, nestling her head into his shoulder.
"No, I was just surprised, that's all."
"Ok." He leaned over and kissed her softly. Life was good.
? Space?
John entered his room amid the sounds of someone losing their lunch in the bathroom. He hurried in there, praying it wasn't serious. "Teyla? What's wrong?" He knelt beside her, pulling her hair out of the way. When she had finished, he pulled her into his lap. "Are you ok?"
"No." Well, that wasn't the response he was expecting.
"Lets go see Carson." He began to pull her off the floor but she resisted.
"I already went. He told me what was happening."
"Well, what's going on? You're going to be ok, right? Please tell me you're going to be ok." He was convinced she had some incurable illness.
"I was going to wait for a proper time to tell you this, but I believe now works." She took a deep breath before beginning. "John, I am with child."
It took a few moments for this information to sink in, but once it did, he exploded. "Really? Oh my god, Teyla, why didn't you tell me? This is great!" He stood up and began pacing the room. "This is wonderful!" John reached down and pulled her up off the floor, holding her close. "I am so happy right now," he whispered into her ear.
Teyla pulled back, and was surprised to find tears running down his face. "Well, if you can cry, then I may as well." He laughed at her little joke, pulling her close again.
"I'm going to have a baby! Me, a dad!" He began to dance around the room, then stopped. "How long have you known?"
"Two weeks."
"I am so going to kill Carson! This is great!" Teyla realized he really wasn't making much sense, and proceeded to pull him down on the bed.
"Sit." He did as told, still bouncing one foot on the ground.
"I gotta tell someone!" John leapt off the bed, pulling Teyla with him. "Lets go tell Ford." He began to run down the hall, but came to an abrupt halt when he realized Teyla was walking very sedately behind him. "Good idea." He doubled back and kept pace with her, his hand reaching over to entwine with hers.
'At least he has calmed some,' she thought. Just then they reached the commisary. "Amanda, Lt. Ford, would you please come here?" Adien did as he was told, grabbing Amanda on his way up.
Ford pointed to the still bouncing John. "What the hell's gotten into him?"
"I just told him some good news."
"She's pregnant!" John reached over and pulled Teyla under his chin, still bouncing slightly.
"That's great!" Both Adien and Amanda were overjoyed at the news. "I guess that explains the nervous twitch."
"It will pass, in time. I myself was much the same way once I got over the initial shock." And it was true. Already John was beginning to slow, his energy burnt out by his crazed activity.
"That's good. I'd hate to have him on a mission like that." Adien motioned over to Rodney, who was towing along Liz. 'Must be time to eat'.
Before Ford could say anything, John spoke. "She's pregnant." He pointed to Teyla, who was still under his chin.
"That's great Major." Elisabeth nudged Rodney in the side. He had disappeared into his own little world.
"Cool." His remark seemed distant, and Liz hit him harder. "What?" She pointed to John and Teyla. "That's great!" His brain finally went over the conversation that had happened, and had formulated an appropriate response.
Teyla felt John's chin dip slightly, and knew that he had exhausted himself with all of his twitching. "I think I will take this child back to bed now." Everyone chuckled when no complaint was registered from the sleepy major.
Teyla turned and began to walk away, but was stopped by John's arms. "Not with out me," he mumbled. They began to walk back to their quarters, his chin never leaving the top of her head.
Upon arriving, John immediately flopped onto the bed. He was asleep within minutes, the events of the day catching up with him. Teyla laughed quietly to herself. Now she would have to children to look after. She slowly changed into her nightclothes, then made her way into the bed.
"I'll protect you, don't worry." Teyla couldn't tell if he was half asleep, or awake enough to know what he was doing. He rolled onto his side behind her, placing one hand over her stomach. "You're safe." She slipped into a deep sleep, knowing no harm could come to her here.
? Space?
"Are you ok, Rodney? You've been a little out of it all day." Liz slipped into the bed beside him. He was already on his side, facing her.
"Yea, I guess I'm just tired. Nothing a good night's sleep won't cure." He pulled Liz close so that their noses touched.
"It's not because you're tired, Rodney. I know how you are when you need sleep. This was different." He rolled onto his back and faced the ceiling, choosing to face it rather than the woman next to him. Realization dawned on her features as she watched his eyes.
"You're jealous." He snapped his head towards her. Had he been that obvious?
"Am not." 'Way to go McKay. Deny everything.'
"Yes you are. I know that look. But why?"
"Kids don't care." Liz was confused. What in the world was that supposed to mean?
"Ok, you're going to have to explain that one."
"Kids don't care who you are. They don't judge you based on looks, or personality. They're just happy you are there." Was it possible that he still felt this insecure around her?
"Neither do I."
"I know that. I had actually hoped that one day there would be a little Rodney junior following me around. Maybe he wouldn't reject me."
"What do you mean?" Liz sat up and placed herself in his line of vision. She was getting this story out of him, one way or another.
"My parents were always fighting. I don't think my dad really cared." He rolled so he was facing away. "I don't want to do that to any son of mine." So it wasn't jealousy, but fear.
"You will only become your dad if you don't try to change. Just by saying this, you're changing things. You would make a fine parent." He rolled over and faced her.
"You really think so?"
"Of course." She pulled him close, keeping the fears at bay. "Besides, I think you will be getting some kid practice with the new little Sheppard."
Rodney grimaced. Leave it to John to try and find a way to stick him with diaper duty.
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A/N Well this chapter was fun. Or maybe it was the caffeine. Could have been the flying monkey outside my window, too. Why knows. I hope I stuck to the characters well, but I wanted to make Rodney a little more human. I hope he didn't come across as a wimp, but he needed his ego trimmed. It was blocking out the sunlight in Germany. No offence to the Germans. Much Luv!!!