Tribute to Father's day
Teyla Sheppard walked into her quarters and melted at the sight in front of her. Four bodies were on her bed all fast asleep. Her husband John Sheppard was lying spread eagle on the mattress dead to the world. He had three little bodies draped over him. All three of them showed a remarkable resemblance to Teyla their mother. The only thing that was different was theirs eyes. A beautiful sea green. Like their father.
John had enjoyed a wonderful day, filled with activities. Such as playing dress up, jump rope and dabbling with a pink tea set. At one point he was about to throttle Rodney when he burst out laughing at John taking a dainty sip from the pink plastic tea cup with his pinkie in the air. He just couldn't say no to his three beautiful little daughters. John had almost passed out in the delivery room when Teyla had given birth to triplets.
Ronon, Elizabeth and Rodney all had fun that day with John and the girls. Teyla had gone to the mainland to assist Carson with a birth. So that left John with their precious triplets. Teyla could see that her 3, two year olds had fatigued their father more then any mission infested with wraiths ever could.
Tahira was wrapped around John's middle with her little head on his chest. Zara was wrapped around his legs with her head facing his toes. Teyla melted a little more when she realized little Zara was actually sucking on her father's big toe and baby Armina was sleeping across the pillow next to John's head her little bottom pressed against her father's cheek.
As Teyla walked towards her family she realized that they were not the only people in the room. On the floor next to the bed lay Rodney, Ronon and Elizabeth fast asleep. Atlantis had become the home and safe haven she had always dreamed about as a little girl. Even though the Wraith were still at large she felt loved and fulfilled something she never thought she could feel in her life time.
The End