A/N: Wrote another sequel to Kissing Traditions continuing on after Protective Instincts. It's set four months after the end of Protective Instincts. I still can't believe that I wrote another sequel. It was a fun story though and I hope you enjoy it!

Thank you ShaViva for the beta work, but more importantly for your friendship and encouragement.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Stargate Atlantis, Stargate SG1 or it's wonderful characters.

Spoilers: Probably Everything SGA & SG1. If you are worried it may be better not to read – sorry.

On the timeline: About 10 months after SGA's episode Enemy at the Gate and the end of my Kissing Traditions and Protective Instincts stories.

1 – Dreams?

Monday Night

Jennifer bolted upright in bed, her breathing quickened and her heart pounding. She felt movement beside her and stifled a shriek as she realized it was Cameron. Jenn tried to regulate her breathing… it'd only been a dream, vivid, but a dream none the less.

"Jenn?" Cam called groggily, sitting up beside her. "Another one?"

Jennifer nodded her head, not yet trusting her voice.

"Forest?" he asked, running his hand across his face then through his hair, waking up more fully.

"Yes," Jenn croaked out before clearing her throat. "It was dark again and I was lying on the ground sleeping." She leaned into Cam as he slid an arm around her and she felt a tug. "I could see other people lying not far from me."

Cameron felt a shiver go down her spine and he hugged her closer before gently pulling her back down to the bed. After he'd tucked her in tight to his side he soothingly kissed her forehead. "Just a dream," he reassured, closing his eyes.

"It seemed so real, just like last time. It was cold and I swear I could smell the outdoors… the dirt and the trees…," she trailed off quietly.

"Sorry, sweetheart," he softly soothed. Cam was beginning to worry. The bad dream made the fifth one in the last week. "Maybe Dr. Lam is right. Maybe these dreams are stress induced."

"But I'm not under any stress, at least not anymore," Jenn quietly protested, tilting her head up to look at Cameron. "And it's not like they're actually bad dreams. They could just be dreams about camping."

"You don't think you're dreading our honeymoon, do you?" he asked, opening his eyes again and tilting his own head down to look at Jenn. When she didn't respond he quirked one of his eyebrows at her.

Jennifer knew he was trying to tease her… to take her mind off the dreams. "Of course not. Besides, we'll be sleeping indoors at Jack's cabin." General O'Neill had given them use of the cabin for as long as they wanted as a honeymoon gift. After the hectic rush of her and Cam's real life, she was looking forward to the quietness of a secluded cabin.

"But it is in the woods," he teased back lightly.

"With a lock on the door and a bed big enough for the two of us," she grinned back at him before becoming more sober, "nothing like the dreams."

"Maybe it's residual stress from the wedding. All of us, but you especially, were under a lot of stress trying to pull our wedding off in less than a month," he reminded her. He'd been truly impressed that not only had they pulled it off, but her dad and his folks had both been present. His younger brother had even been able to make it on such short notice and be his best man.

"But it's been almost a month since the wedding and the dreams started about a week ago," she disputed. "Besides, it might have been only a month to plan, but with geniuses for friends and beaming technology at our disposal, it really wasn't all that stressful."

He laughed lightly, "Are you kidding? First of all, after I proposed we thought we had lots of time to plan a wedding, only to find out shortly after that we needed to have the wedding in less than a month."

"Are you sorry we rushed the wedding?" Jennifer asked quietly. It hadn't occurred to her that he might not have wanted to get married so quickly.

Cameron tightened his arm around her, "Dr. Mitchell," he softly, but sternly called, demanding her attention with his tone, "I would've eloped the night I proposed if I'd thought you would've gone along." His voice turned gentler as he continued. "Once we found out that Atlantis was going back to the Pegasus it made sense to move up the wedding so your side of the family could be there."

Jennifer smiled. She liked it when he referred to Atlantis and its personnel as her side of the family. She thought of them that way too.

"And there's no way," he continued in a teasing voice, "that having Cadman and Vala as bridesmaids wasn't stressful.

Jenn laughed at the thought. When she'd asked Vala to be a bridesmaid the girl had almost choked Jennifer with her exuberant hug and squeal. "Vala was a bit excessive in her searches on Google concerning weddings," Jennifer agreed, "but I thought Marie and Katie helped rein her in fairly well."

"Maybe it's a combination of stress and depression over Atlantis being gone," he suggested, wondering not for the first time if she had any regrets that she hadn't gone with them.

Jennifer sat up slightly to get a better look at her husband. "I've no second thoughts about where I want to be," she informed him forcefully.

"Third or forth thoughts?" Cameron teased her, although a part of him waited to hear her reassurance nonetheless.

Still propped up on one arm and looking in his eyes, she slid her other hand up his chest to tangle with his dog tags. "There's no doubt where I want to be," Jenn said with a touch of conviction in her amused voice.

Cameron slowly levered himself up and gently rolled Jenn to her back while he leaned over her. He stared down into her eyes, still stunned to think that she was his wife. "How does under me sound to you?" he asked with a wicked grin.

"I think I can make it work," she grinned back before pulling his head down and meeting his kiss.

Cameron broke the kiss after a moment and pulled back, a thought striking him. "I want you to take a break and go to your dad's."

"What? Why?" Jenn asked, confused at the sudden change of gears.

"No, listen," he said, hoping to ward off any protests. "We're leaving for Jack's cabin at the end of the week anyway. Maybe a change of scenery will chase the dreams away. You know… time to relax away from here. I'm on pretty much back to back missions anyway. You can see your Dad in Wisconsin and then I'll fly out and meet you at the end of the week. We can make the drive into Minnesota to the cabin together."

"Cameron," she began to object.

"Please Jenn?" he asked earnestly, his eyes telling her how important this was to him.

She would enjoy visiting with her Dad, those types of opportunities didn't come up very often. She also knew Carolyn would like for her to take the time off, she'd been bugging her to do so for days. Jennifer closed her eyes for a moment before re-opening them, "Okay," she began, watching a smile break across his face, "but you better hurry out there as soon as you're officially on vacation."

"Yes ma'am," he responded with a triumphant grin.

"Now…," she began, her tone of voice filled with mischief, "I think you're supposed to be kissing me to distraction. Chasing my bad dreams away, no matter what it takes."

"Yes ma'am," Cameron replied, settling his body back down over hers and distracting her for quite some time.

Tuesday Morning

Jennifer zipped up the last of her bags, and gave the room one more sweeping glance to assure herself she hadn't forgotten anything. Cameron had gotten her on a transport out of Peterson Air Force Base set for that morning. She wasn't sure how he was able to pull stuff like that off, but he always did.

Once she got to Wisconsin it wouldn't be too long a drive to her dad's house. Jenn had already called the car rental company and made the arrangements and a car would be waiting for her that didn't need to be returned until the end of her honeymoon. Now she just needed to go meet her husband in the mess hall for a quick breakfast before he and his team departed on their next mission.

Jennifer heard a tentative knock on her door and grinned, knowing who was on the other side of the door.

Jenn pulled the door open and greeted the girl, "Good morning Lt. Hailey."

"Good morning Dr. Kell… I mean Dr. Mitchell," the younger woman stumbled through the greeting with a slight blush.

"It's 'Jennifer', I keep reminding you," Jenn laughed, grabbing her arm and pulling her in the room. "They told me you're a genius, but I'm starting to have my doubts."

"You're my CO's wife and a doctor on the base," the Lieutenant complained, rolling her eyes at the older woman's teasing. "It feels a bit wrong to call you by your given name."

"That's why you need to practice." Jennifer enjoyed the young Lieutenant, she was a different kind of soldier and Jenn often wondered if Sam had been like Hailey when she was younger. "So… when Cam left for the scheduled briefing with SG-16, he was wearing his blue BDUs," she relayed in a hushed voice and a wink.

"Thank you," Hailey said in exasperation. "I know it's just a form of hazing because I'm the newbie, but how long are they going to keep it up. Showing up in a different uniform than the rest of the team is so embarrassing. I don't care what they say, they have to be coordinating somehow."

"I'm not sure how yet." Jenn smiled, "Cameron just grins when I ask and tells me, 'that's why we're SG-1'. I did hear that O'Neill used to make Daniel wear the helmet every time he went through the gate until one day Daniel just got gutsy enough to refuse," Jennifer divulged with a conspiratorial grin.

"When they finally clue me in on the secret behind their dress code, do you think they'll stop calling me Jenny then too?" Hailey asked.

"Nope." Jenn said with confidence. "I think at first it was probably to get your goat and remind you that you're the newbie. My guess is now it's a term of endearment and I'd embrace it for what it is. Trust me, its better than some of the nick names I've been given."

"How has being called Dr. Mitchell been?" the younger Jennifer asked. She assumed it was a hard change for everyone to make, she herself was having trouble with it."

"Actually, I've been telling everyone to call me Dr. Keller still. I know it's officially Dr. Jennifer Mitchell, but it's just easier to distinguish over the intercoms and things." Jennifer looked at her watch and her eyes widened in alarm. "You better get going girl, you need to change and you definitely don't want to be caught here. Cameron might start to guess that I'm your informant on the whole 'dress code' thing."

"Wouldn't want that," Hailey agreed with a grin. "Besides, with you gone, the next few days are going to suck since I won't know which BDU's they're wearing ahead of time."

The two Jennifer's left the Mitchell quarters, each heading in opposite directions.

Colonel Mitchell had been eyeing the entrance to the mess hall and was glad to see Jenn walk in shortly after he sat down. He waved her over, having already gotten a tray for her.

"Should I fear for our marriage?" Jennifer asked with a laugh as she sat down across from him.

Cameron took a quick look at his tray, then hers before turning confused eyes on her.

"You know what I eat for breakfast," Jennifer elaborated. "How many secrets could I possibly have left? How are we expected to keep our marriage exciting and new if you already know my secrets?" she teased.

Cam looked at her and shook his head with a grin, "I'm pretty sure with Murphy's Law governing your life we won't have a dull moment, darlin'."

Jennifer tried to glare at him, but failed miserably and had to grin back.

He continued, "That alone should keep us busy till they put us in an old folk's home."

"Old folk's home?" she laughed. "No way, when our mental capacity starts to go and we start ranting about aliens, space ships and saving the world… I'm pretty sure they'll be giving us padded cells." Jennifer paused to take a sip of her juice. "The space vampires bit should get us some good meds though," she laughed.

Mitchell looked at his watch and groaned, "I gotta get going." He grabbed up his remaining toast with one hand and started to lift his tray with the other.

Jennifer put a hand on his tray halting him, "I got it, just go."

"Thanks." Cameron leaned in and kissed her quickly, but thoroughly. "Miss me," he commanded.

"Already do," Jennifer assured him.

Cameron grinned at Jenn, "Speaking of secrets," he leaned toward her ear, "Don't think I don't know about you giving Jenny fashion advice."

"See," Jenn said with exasperation in her voice, "no secrets left!"

Cameron laughed as he leaned in and kissed her one last time before heading off for his mission.

A/N2: For those unfamiliar with Lt. Jennifer Hailey. She was the young Air Force cadet in the SG1 season 4 episode Prodigy that Carter took a shine to and again as a Lieutenant in the season 5 episode Proving Ground.