The Best-Laid Plans – Chapter 1

Author's Notes: I would like to thank everyone involved with the Stargate franchise for the many hours of entertainment over the years and would like to thank my friends and family for their encouragement. Please review and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: All characters and situations originating with SGU are not mine and will never be mine. This story is loosely based on Subversion, Incursion Part 1, Incursion Part 2, and Intervention. Any dialogue that's recognizable is credited to Gateworld episode transcripts.

There was a rhythm to the noises on the Destiny that Dr. Melissa Young had become accustomed to during the four months since her, the man that was now her husband and their crewmates had come to the Ancient starship. Not wanting to move yet from the warm bed she was lying in, she moved slightly trying to make her hugely pregnant body more comfortable and put her arms on top of her husband's arms where they were wrapped around her abdomen. She felt the kicking of their soon-to-be born twins and thought, 'Munchkins, you both want to be out of there something bad. Well, I can't wait until I can hold you. Do you want to give me any hints about your birthdate?'

She heard a quiet voice in her ear and felt a hand rub her belly. "I think that's a foot I feel. What do you think?"

Turning around, Missy saw that her husband Everett had awoken, and she grinned. "I think that might be an elbow. I'm never sure. There are so many body parts to keep track of."

Ev pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply. "We ought to do a pool. Let everyone feel your belly and then TJ can tell who was the closest."

"I think not." She rolled her eyes at him affectionately. "You are so incorrigible."

"You're no fun, baby. How did you sleep?"

Sighing, she propped herself up on the thin pillow. "Like a woman who has four weeks to go until her due date. I feel huge."

He gave her a sympathetic gaze. "You know, you don't have to get up. Actually, if I had my way, you would stay off your feet until you go into labor."

Missy caressed his cheek tenderly. "I appreciate that sweetheart, but I do have to get up for one thing."

"What?"

She grinned and winked at him. "Bathroom."

"Oh, ok." He helped her sit up, and she went into the bathroom to take care of what she needed to do. When she came back, Ev was sitting up and motioning to the place next to him. Missy climbed back in the bed with him and nestled in the crook of his arm. He asked her, "So, what do you have to do today?"

"Your question should be, 'What do we have to do today?'. TJ is giving me a prenatal exam. Did you forget?"

A contrite expression came over his face. "Yes, I did. I'm sorry. When do we need to go over there?"

"Just after we get our morning ration, but we don't need to go right away." She waggled her eyebrows and looped her leg over his.

"We don't?" He brought her back down to where they were lying on the bed. "So, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, TJ did say sex could bring on labor." She kissed him deeply. "So, what do you think?"

"I like any idea that involves me making love to my wife." Everett impishly grinned at her, put his hands under the t-shirt she was wearing and stroked her hips and belly. "How does that feel?"

Melissa moaned in appreciation. "How do you think it feels?" She pulled him close to her, and they spent the next few minutes exploring each other's bodies. When they were finished making love, they got ready for the day and then left their quarters to head for the Mess. They walked in and saw some of their friends at one of the tables. Seeing that two of the seats were still vacant, Missy and Ev sat down with Missy saying, "Morning Mac, TJ, Eli, and Chloe."

Lieutenant Jim "Mac" McDonald greeted them, "Good morning, Melissa. Good morning, Sir."

The rest of the group greeted one another and began having an animated conversation with Ev and Missy starting to eat the rations that Airman Becker brought to them. Everett, who was the commander of their crew, gazed around and noticed that their group was missing a few people. "Where are Lieutenant Scott and Sergeant Greer?"

"Oh, they'll be along," said Eli Wallace, who was the resident young genius of the crew. "Dr. Rush opened up another compartment and asked them to take a team and investigate."

Raising his eyebrows, Ev replied, "Oh that sounds interesting. Is it the bridge?"

"Don't think so, but he's going to update you when he knows for sure."

"Excellent." The group continued to eat their rations. A few minutes later, the people that had been mentioned all walked up to the table. Everett said to Dr. Nicholas Rush, who was the lead scientist in their group, "So, I heard you were able to open something else. Do you know what it is?"

Rush and the other two men grinned at them with Rush saying, "Oh, you'll like this one, Colonel. We found two more of those repair robots."

Sergeant Ronald Greer responded, "And they both work, Sir. This is going to be so cool!"

"And," Rush raised his voice so he could be heard. "We found another database." He addressed Melissa. "Lass, you'll like this one."

"Very cool!" exclaimed Missy. "I want to see it!" She saw Everett's admonishing look. "After TJ examines me, of course."

Everyone laughed since keeping Missy from working too much had become the project of the whole group. Lieutenant Tamara "TJ" Johansen spoke up. "Melissa, you and the Colonel can come on down if you want to. I've just got you and Sergeant Baker to examine today."

"Great!" They finished eating their rations, and everyone headed in different directions with Melissa, Everett, and TJ going to the infirmary. When they got there, the young medic had Missy hop up on the bed and gave her a careful examination taking her vitals and using Destiny's version of an ultrasound machine to take a picture of the babies. Once she was finished, Missy asked, "So, how's it looking?"

"It's looking good." She pointed to her belly. "You've already dropped a little bit."

Everett gave the medic a concerned look. "But she has four more weeks."

Shaking her head, TJ said, "She's not gonna go four more weeks, Sir. In fact, it's good we're doing the shower tomorrow. I wouldn't be surprised if Melissa had the babies in the next few days."

"Is that safe?" He put his arm around Missy's waist. "I mean, are the babies big enough to come out?"

She nodded reassuringly. "She's almost 36 weeks, Sir. That's really good for twins. And we're pretty well equipped in here." TJ motioned around the infirmary. "I don't anticipate having a problem."

"Good. Does she need to be doing anything special?"

"Well, she really shouldn't be on her feet for more than a few hours at a time. But other than that, she should be fine."

He helped his wife hop down from the examining table. "That's good." Turning to Melissa, he asked, with a fond smile, "Do you want to come with me and check out Rush's new find before going back to lie down?"

Missy's eyes opened wide in surprise. "Do you mean I don't have to talk you into it? Sure!" She gave him a hug. "That would be great!"

"I know better than to even try with something like that. Come on." Ev offered her his arm. As they started to walk out of the infirmary, he called out, "Thanks TJ. We'll talk with you later."

The medic replied, "You're welcome, Sir." She and the others nodded at Sergeant Lindsay Baker who had just walked into the infirmary before TJ snapped her fingers and called, "Wait a minute, Sir, Melissa, I forgot something." They turned around as TJ reached into a drawer and pulled two men's shirts out of a drawer. She handed Missy and Sergeant Baker, who was also pregnant, each a shirt. "I found these with the supplies the other day. This should take care of your ogling problem or at least lessen it."

"Thanks, TJ," said Melissa.

Her husband's eyes narrowed and he touched her arm. "Ogling problem? Someone has been looking at you? Why have I not heard about this until now?

While Missy was thinking of how to respond, TJ said to her, "You haven't told him?" Then she turned to the Colonel and said, "Sorry, Sir. I told them the other day they should have said something."

Everett turned Missy to face him and took her hands in his. "Well, she's going to say something now. Spill it."

His wife brushed her hair off her shoulders and sighed in resignation. "All right. Ev, you know I don't like to run to you with every little thing, and the guilty culprit was given the scare of his life by a couple of people so I don't think he'll be bothering us anymore."

"Oh no, Missy, you're not getting away with just that. Tell me all of it."

"Ok, the other day, Lindsay and I were on the observation deck looking at the view, and there were several other people in there. She leaned forward and told me that one of the other scientists was staring at our…" Melissa motioned to her chest. "Breasts. Remember, I had to quit wearing my bra about six weeks ago because it was too small. Well, she had to quit wearing hers too."

Sergeant Baker spoke up. "I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't think it would be a problem. It was just so uncomfortable."

The Colonel warmly smiled at the young officer. "Don't worry about it, Sergeant. I've told Missy, and I'll tell you, I want you both to be comfortable." He turned back to his wife. "What happened next?"

"Well," said Melissa, "Sergeant Reynolds was standing with us, and he kind of took exception to where Dr. Roberson was looking. He walked up to him and said, 'These ladies both have eyes. If you need to talk to them, you can look at their eyes and nowhere else. If you have a problem with that, I'll put a squad of Marines together and let them have a chat with you.' He was dressing him down pretty good, wasn't he, Lindsay?"

The other woman grinned. "He sure was."

"Anyway, Nicholas came in, noticed what was going on, and asked us what had happened. I told him, and he walked up to Reynolds and Roberson. He got in Roberson's face and told him, 'You will respect these women and not look at any other parts of their bodies but their eyes because if you don't, I will add one thing to what the sergeant will do. I will tell Dr. Young's husband, and we will come after you. Is that understood?' Roberson stammered out that he understood and ran out of there. Once he was gone, we all burst out laughing."

A voice came from behind them. It was Dr. Rush who said, "Roberson does shoddy work. I was glad to have an excuse to yell at him. And he's a friend of Miss Wray's who is also not on my favorite list." He addressed Missy. "You didn't tell him, lass?"

Melissa rolled her eyes. "No, because I didn't want a big fuss made." She touched Everett's cheek. "You're not mad, are you?"

Sighing in resignation, Ev shook his head, "No, I'm not mad, but Missy, it is okay for you to ask for my help. You're not one to be trivial about things, and most everyone knows it. Please tell me if someone bothers you." He grinned and winked at her so she would know he was teasing. "That way, I can have Dr. Rush look for a planet to throw them on."

The rest of them chuckled as Nicholas said with a grin, "We have a couple of good ones coming up, Colonel. Just let me know what kind of environment you want."

"All right, all right," said Missy as she laughed along with them. "I will tell you."

"Well, now that that's settled," said TJ, "The shirts that I gave them will give them more coverage so no one else should stare."

The colonel replied, "I appreciate that, TJ. Thank you." Nodding, the medic took Sergeant Baker over to a bed for her exam. He then turned to Dr. Rush. "Did you need me for anything?"

A look of excitement appeared on Rush's face. "Well, I need the lass to look at the database and confirm my translation, but I think what we found earlier is gonna help us improve our shield capability."

"Really? Well, let's go take a look."

They walked out of the infirmary and headed for the recently opened compartment. Once they arrived, Nicholas took Melissa over to the database, and she looked at the translation he had completed so far. She finished and motioned to the two men to come and look. "Nick is right, Ev. If you send the repair robots here and here, they'll repair the damage to the shields, and we'll increase our capacity two-fold."

"Wonderful, you can go ahead and take care of that." He noticed that Rush looked like he wanted to ask another question. "Anything else?"

Gazing at him hesitantly, Nicholas replied, "I was wondering if the lass could stay in here awhile and help with the translation. I didn't come in the infirmary soon enough to hear what Lieutenant Johansen said…"

Everett grinned as he saw the pleading looks from his wife and Dr. Rush. "Well, she said that Missy could have the babies at any time and that she shouldn't be on her feet for more than a couple of hours at a time, but if you promise to send her back after two hours and keep an eye on her, that's fine with me."

"Thank you, Colonel. I can have Mr. Brody bring her stool from the Control Room."

Missy then hugged and kissed Ev. "Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome," said Ev with a warm smile. "I know you would be terribly bored if I just made you stay in the bed. Remember though, two hours. I need to go check in with Scott and Greer."

"All right."

The Colonel left the compartment, and Melissa and Dr. Rush went straight to work. For the rest of the day, she alternated between resting and working and managed to help Rush and some of the other scientists get some productive work done. By the end of the day though, she was very tired and grateful to get in the bed once more. As she drifted off to sleep, Missy wondered what discoveries would be made tomorrow, and if tomorrow would be the day her children would be born.