"You're pregnant."

I froze as I was on my way out the door.

There had been a bout of food poisoning going on. That's all the throwing up was… Wasn't it?

"What do you mean pregnant?"

"I mean… with child, pregnant, knocked up," she added that last bit as a quip, but she didn't know how right she was. Carson and I weren't married.

We had been dating for three years. A year of it he was in Atlantis (A year and a half working at SGC here, then 6 months there, 6 months here, 6 months there again) and he came back for one day on the Daedalus a few months ago as it brought back crew and picked up supplies. We'd never had sex, but we drove out to a field a few miles away in the middle of Colorado and laid in the back of my truck and… one thing led to another.

I smiled at the memory. But then remembered what happened afterward.

We lay by each other and were discussing our future considering General O'Neill wouldn't let me go with him to Atlantis. We agreed that if we found someone else, then we should feel free to move on and be happy, but we'd each told a mutual friend of ours that we would never break the commitment we made to each other.

I held Carson's dog tags around my neck. Sadly, that was the only thing, other than a few clothes he left behind, that I had to remember him by. And now… a baby.

I already knew how far along I was so without even looking at Dr. Frasier, I walked briskly out of the infirmary and went straight to General O'Neill. Protocols dictate that we have our commanding officer aware of these parts of our lives. I shut the door and turned to him.

"Why, come in, Dr. Walker."

I smirked but I couldn't even think straight. Maybe I should have thought through this more. What was I going to do? Would they let me continue working there? I didn't know what would happen.

"What is it?" He stood up and helped me sit and took the chair next to me, angled slightly. He set a hand on mine and I just started crying.

"I don't even want kids." I started rambling, "Well, I mean I do, but not when I have no one to help me with them. Carson's all the way in another freaking galaxy. How do I even know if he's still alive? I mean…" For about ten minutes, I continued in my typical pessimistic style that made me the cynic I am today.

Jack had finally calmed me down and he promised me that once we got enough power to gate back to Atlantis I would be among the first to go. "And if we ever get the Prometheus up and running with the Asguard hyper drive and weapons, since you are the head of the science team working on it, you guys will have to be on the ship on its maiden voyage to fix any problems that may arise. Now, I can't promise it'll be before your baby comes, but I promise you we will figure this out."

He kissed my forehead and gave me a hug. Since I wasn't officially in the air force, he was technically allowed to do this without him getting in trouble.

Hurrying back to my quarters, I grabbed my cell phone and… just stared at it. My dad is a big time government official of the IOA, so he was always busy and was never interested in me or my life anyway and, frankly, I had no idea where he was. I hadn't heard from him in a few years and hadn't seen him in almost triple that and I was fine with that. Mom died four years prior and I barely knew her as well. To tell the truth, I spent most of my time burying my head in my MIT and Berkley textbooks to barely have a personal life.

I'd only had two lovers in my life, one almost 7 years older who took me in my 20 year old prime and then disappeared to do some secret government work. I'd always tried to find out where he went, but was never successful. Even if he'd been recruited to the Stargate program like I had, almost 600 people worked at each of the Stargate Commands in the U.S. and Russia, so it would be almost impossible to find him. Then there was Carson, who was in Pegasus.

I guess there were Carson's parents, but they wouldn't believe that Carson would stay "overseas" and not be here to take care of his baby… and the fact that he got me pregnant out of wedlock.

I really had no other friends to tell the news to except people at Stargate Command that I'd worked next to for the longest time.

"Hey Daniel!" I noticed he walked by my open quarters at that exact moment.

"Hey, how are you? I noticed you leave the infirmary earlier."

Smiling, I invited him to sit. "I really have no one else to tell this to. Well, you know the bout of food poisoning that went on a few weeks ago?"

Daniel crinkled his nose. Of course he did, he was the one who had gotten it three times, an SGC record.

"Well, I started throwing up a few days ago and I thought that was it, but it wasn't."

Daniel cracked a smile.

"How do you know already?" I pouted. I hated that he was always smarter than me.

"Carson just left two months ago and that's about when morning sickness starts. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out, well, I mean, I just did, but…"

"Oh, hush." I grabbed his arm and pulled him up and wrapped my arms around him. "Just tell me 'Congratulations' and leave it at that."

"Congratulations. I'm happy for you." He squeezed me so hard I just kept smiling. He sighed as he let me go. "So what does this mean?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, are you going to Atlantis the first chance you get?"

I nodded, smiling.

"Did you clear it with Jack?"

"Of course."

"Dammit."

"What?"

Daniel ran a hand through his hair. "Apparently to make it to Atlantis all I have to do is get pregnant."

I shook my head, "He'd still make you stay."

He sighed heavily again and sat back down on his bed. "You have no idea how hard this is for me. I know Ancient; I was ascended and even met some of the Ancients; I have the gene; I am the foremost expert on all things… Well, pretty much just all things." He gave me a slight smirk, "I can help translate to everyone who is there because there are so many people who don't speak each others' language. I've been reading every tale of Atlantis I could get my hands on in 26 different languages since the age of 4."

"And you've been to every planet that we can access here in the Milky Way and now the Goa'uld has lost significant power and you want that adrenaline rush again."

"Did one of your Master's have to be in Psychology?"

"Actually I just got a Bachelor's in Psych. My Master's are in Quantum Theory and Astrophysics."

"Psht and it only took you five years to get that."

"Well, I'm sorry I started at 15 and not 13 like you did."

He leaned his shoulder into mine and pushed me slightly.

After a few minutes more, I turned to a more serious note. "You know, you're not the only one in this room who is way too overqualified to be here still stuck in Bumfuck, Colorado."

"Actually I think it's Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado."

I thought he was joking, but he'd honestly never heard that phrase before.

I smiled again.

"I think I've seen you smile more times today than pretty much any other time. I'd say you're pretty happy about this baby."

Nodding, I stated, "I always wanted kids. Granted, I didn't really want any for a while and I kinda hoped the father would be in this galaxy when the baby was born, but I guess I'll take what I can get."

The moment got serious again and knowing what an amazing guy and friend Daniel was I knew what he would say next, and you probably can too.

"I know it's no consolation, but Jack's pretty much going to keep me on this planet, so if you ever need anyone to… I don't know. I don't know what I'm saying."

"No, no, no. I completely understand hun. And thank you. That's incredibly sweet of you, but you don't have to say that." I gave him a sympathetic face. And he kissed that face.

I didn't back away at first, but I didn't participate, either. I turned my head away and could feel myself blushing and ready to cry at the same time.

I didn't even give him a chance to explain or speak. I just stood up and ran out. What kind of whore am I? I find out I'm pregnant and no less than an hour later, I'm crushing on someone else and letting him kiss me like that.