A/N: For all the folks that are reading this, Susan is the companion to Flanna, the first book in the Daughters of Atlantis. Susan starts almost a year after Flanna ends.
Chapter one
New Beginnings
John Sheppard shook his head, his hand reaching up to tap the headset on his ear. Every year it had been the same since Cyntha and Bridget made Atlantis their home.
"Sheppard to Carter-" He talked, pulling out the golden circlet, Bridget had given him so she wouldn't loose or damage the only gift from her mother. Setting the circlet down, he dug further and gently picked up a silver chain. On the chain hung a pendent that was like a star with elegant strands coming off it and winding around themselves around the small diamond in the very center. It looked fragile yet tough, a combination John knew fit his daughter Susan Teryl perfectly.
The last thing he pulled from the drawer was a satchel. It was brown and looked like it had seen better days, the leather deeply gouged in spots. Setting it on the table, he put the necklace and circlet back so that they'd be safe. He didn't know why the Ascended woman calling herself Linda had given them to his daughters, but John Sheppard knew it had something to do with fate, therefore not thinking about it too hard.
"Carter, Bridget will wake up soon, I suggest you tell all of Atlantis to be on their toes. It's that time of year again." He told the base commander, knowing how Bridget loved this day with a passion.
"It's April the First already?!" Sam asked, pulling up her desk calender up.
SGA
Bridget awoke, instantly looking at the clock beside her bed. Jumping up, she grinned like it was Christmas morning. "April Fools Day, the jokes on you!" She cried, getting dressed as quickly as possible.
She ran past Cyntha who was sitting down at the long couch, John had gotten when he needed to get bigger quarters. Cyntha looked up in surprise as Bridget came out of her bedroom like her hair was on fire. She noticed the look in her eyes and silently groaned, for it was Fool's day once more.
Bridget ran through the halls of Atlantis, heading towards her dad's office, knowing the drill after last year's April First. The Atlantis personnel that she passed,stared after the Colonel's youngest, wondering why she was acting so excited.
Entering John's office, Bridget fidgeted, waiting for her dad to look up from his laptop and notice her.
Finally, John looked up, smiling at how Bridget was trying to stand patiently, but she didn't get it down. "You want your satchel, don't you, Bird?" He asked, leaning back with his hands on top his head.
"Yes sir." She told him, trying to stand in one place but utterly failing. "Our bargain was that on April Fool's day, I can have my bag of things for one day and do all the pranks I want as long as they aren't harmful or dangerous to myself or others." Bridget quoted, hands behind her back.
"Just make sure you keep to those rules, young lady." John warned her, handing over the most dreaded bag in Atlantis.