He stared at the half ascended beings, Teira staring back at him sadly. 'You will not come with us, even though you are ready.'

She cast her eyes upon her younger sister, standing at her side, who, John noticed, wasn't glowing in the ascending way. 'She is not ready for this yet,'

John laughed. 'Fine. I'll do it. I know what you're asking,'

'Thank you John.' She smiled at him. 'You know her favourite fruit in the morning, and how much water she can carry, right?'

'Oh, come on, I know that! I gave her half my breakfast every morning.' He protested.

Hetta moved to his side. 'The thing you said, looked like a pineapple and tasted like a cross between a banana and a kiwi.' He said to her.

She nodded, saying, 'Gimme your hand.'

'No! It's not that bad!' he protested, as the little girl grabbed his hand and put her hand over it, and used her powers to heal the cut from the beast.

Teira smiled at her sister sadly, 'Goodbye Hetta, John.' She moved towards him, 'You want to share?'

'Again?' he said. 'I've done it before.'

'I know.' She said, before bursting into white light, and surrounding him.

Hetta frowned. 'I wanna do that.' She whispered to Teyla. 'It's so cool, Mom and Teira did it with me when I was younger and it's amazing.'

Teira reformed, and John was swaying slightly. 'I really wish you lot would do it so I'm not acting like I'm high afterwards.'

The beings behind her vanished and she turned to look at them, before turning back and whispering 'Goodbye.' Before vanishing herself.

Hetta moved to John and took his hand. 'Did she give you her gift?' she asked in a low voice.

John nodded at her, before crouching down to her level and saying, 'Why didn't you go and get loads of that fruit that you like and any personal belongings from the Cloister?'

She nodded, before turning and running in the way that they had come from, and John turned to look at his team. 'Hello.'

Rodney spoke first. 'What is it with you and ascended women?'

He laughed, and responded. 'Well, apparently, my mom is an ancient. Teira looked into my genetic history.'

'So you're an ancient?' Elizabeth asked curiously.

'No, my father is a human, although he had the ATA gene naturally,' John said. 'And I have some of her abilities now as well, due to Teira teaching me to meditate and learn about them.'

'You meditated?' Ronon laughed.

'I hated every second of it.' He groaned.

'What powers do you have?' Elizabeth and Carson asked curiously.

Hetta ran back to him, crying, and hugged his legs.

'Hey Hetta, what's wrong?' he asked.

'The Beast destroyed the fruits.' She cried.

'Well, we can grow some more back at Atlantis.' John told her.

Carson didn't miss the fact that John didn't call Atlantis home, he realized that he'd come to call this weird little bubble home.

'Come on Hetta, we should go now.' John told her, and Elizabeth started walking, and everybody followed her.

When they got to the cave, Hetta refused to go in. 'No! It's dark and dangerous!' she cried, shying away from the entrance.

'What can you see Hetta?' John asked her.

'Nothing,' she said nervously.

'Then its fine, yes?' he said.

She nodded, and started walking hesitantly behind John.

'We'll go after you.' John said to the rest of the Atlantis team.

One by one, they walked into the door like frame, and disappeared.

'Come on Hetta,' John said, 'Its like walking into a new life.'

(STARGATE ATLANTIS)

He stood on a balcony, overlooking Atlantis. After six months away from it, he still found it breathtakingly beautiful. Lights from the towers shimmered on the water surface.

The door opened behind him, and Elizabeth stepped out into the fresh air.

'What's up?' he asked, still staring at Atlantis.

'Nothing much.' She said. 'How are you?'

'I'll feel a bit displaced for a while maybe.' He grinned.

She laughed, 'Seriously?'

'I don't know yet,' he answered seriously. 'It'll be difficult, though, questions like "Am I ready for taking care of a child? Or Am I six months older or am I still 39 on my birthday? Will plague me for a year or so, if you come back and ask me then, I might be able to give you a more serious answer then.'