Wow what a week. First father's day and today mother's day. At least here in Germany. So I wish all mother's and of course father's all the best.

Thanks to firedew1 and Amy for their beta skills.

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Chapter Three

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Family Bonds

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"Ronon," John yelled over the crowd, spotting his big friend walking a little way in front of them. The LAX was quite vast and he was surprised that they had managed to find each other before boarding their flight to San Francisco.

Ronon froze and, after a moment, started to turn around looking for them. "Here, Chewie," John called again waving. Ronon finally turned in their direction a big smile on his face. "Hey, Sheppard," he called back. He quickly turned around again and John could see him gesture to someone in his proximity.

After another moment he looked back again, pointing at him and Teyla. John could make out Rodney's head peeking over the people still separating them, obviously searching for them, too.

John and Teyla quickened their steps as well as they could with Torren's stroller and their bags. They still needed a few moments to catch up with their friends.

Upon seeing Rodney, John couldn't help but burst out laughing. "What … happ … ened … to … you?" he gasped in between.

Rodney face turned sour. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Yeah, mock the dying man," he groused.

Ronon started laughing, too, obviously not longer able to hold in his amusement.

"Are you all right, Rodney?" Teyla asked her voice colored with worry. However, John could tell that she, too, was amused and barely able to cover it. Her sexy mouth was twitching though she was glaring at him and Ronon.

"There is nothing wrong with him. He is alright," John said, calming a bit. "He is just sunbu …brrr…" He started to laugh again when he looked at Rodney.

"He is alright," Jennifer assured Teyla, her face a pained grimace. John wasn't sure if she wasn't trying to hold her laughter as well.

John held his breath to calm himself. He looked at Rodney. His friend looked positively pissed and in pain. That thought sobered him. "Sorry, Rodney, I thought you had your super sun thingy."

Rodney just huffed and glared at Jennifer.

Uh, oh, John thought. He regarded Rodney again; every patch of visible skin was deep red. "I'm sure you'll survive," he said soothingly. "What happened to you anyway?"

"Fell asleep at the pool," Rodney grumbled, glaring at Jennifer again.

"You wouldn't have, if you hadn't worked on your tablet all night," Jennifer said curtly.

John and Teyla quickly threw a glance at each other over. The tension between the couple was clear.

Rodney sighed dramatically. "It was just one night."

"And you already apologized," Jennifer said smiling and as soon as the tension had appeared it eased. "So did I, for not packing your sun lotion," she pointed out.

"So can I assume we're all taking the same flight back?" John asked his friends, wanting to steer the conversation to a safer topic.

"Yes, sir," Amelia answered. "We still have about three hours before the plane departs, though."

"How about dinner?" Rodney quickly threw in. "I'm starving."

John couldn't help chuckling again, but bit the inside of his cheek at Teyla's glare.

"That is a very good idea," Teyla stated, now glaring at Ronon who was also trembling with amusement.

They searched for a while, but finally found a nice restaurant where they could sit relatively undisturbed. The group settled. John placed Torren on his lap.

Rodney pulled out his tablet before anyone could ask him about the rest of his vacation.

John just rolled his eyes and decided to find out how Ronon's vacation had been. First, however, he cared for Torren who had been a bit grumpy today. After a while he felt Teyla's gaze travel to him every so often. The women had already started exchanging stories.

He quickly locked eyes with her and gave a miniature nod, agreeing to her silent question.

He turned back to Ronon, who was silently looking at him, one eyebrow raised. John cleared his throat and everyone looked at him, except Rodney. "There is something Teyla and I would like to share with you before we return to base," he said. "There will be a few changes."

"John and I are in love," Teyla added. "We have decided to move in together."

"That's great," Jennifer exclaimed, while Amelia and Ronon just exchanged grins.

"Congrats," both said simultaneously.

Rodney looked up quickly, blinking owlishly, before he started to frown. "Happy Birthday," he mumbled looking around before turning back to his tablet.

Everyone at the table chuckled. Rodney had no clue what had just happened. Jennifer would tell him later.

They resumed their conversations. Torren, still sitting with John, had fallen asleep.

XOXOXOXOXO

"So everyone is accounted for?" O'Neill asked Woolsey, looking over the gate room. Three weeks had passed since the Colonel and his team had been on their mission and Atlantis would return to the Pegasus Galaxy soon.

"Everyone is back and healthy."

"Perfect," O'Neill turned around. "What about the Colonel and Teyla?"

"I granted them bigger quarters two weeks ago and they got married."

O'Neill coughed once, stunned. "They did?" he asked.

Woolsey nodded. "The Colonel gave me the marriage certificate and the papers for the changes. He also wants to adopt Torren."

O'Neill grinned and rubbed his hands, obviously having recovered from his shock.

"Good," he stated. "Send me everything. I'm going to make sure everything is taken care of. So, the only thing left is to wish you a good and safe return and we want to hear from you as soon as you're back in Pegasus."

"Will do, General." The two men shook hands. After a moment O'Neill vanished in a white light.

Woolsey stepped out into the control center. When he had found his place, he nodded to Chuck who activated the citywide com.

"Attention, all personal," he started, his heart beating hard in his chest. "We are ready for takeoff. Please take your positions and make sure everything is secure."

He nodded again and Chuck switched the channel.

"Colonel Sheppard, you have a go."

"Copy that," John answered. It took a moment, but then, the deep rumble of the powering stardrive could be heard and felt. The city slowly ascended. The lights flickered a few times.

When they were high enough, John switched from cloak to shield. "Third rock behind the moon," John mumbled as he guided the city on its course.

"Focus, Sheppard," Rodney admonished and John rolled his eyes.

"You know, since returning from Hawaii you're no fun to be around."

"Might be because my skin was dissolving. But you keep mocking. I'm all ears."

"You know, I could also be pissed that you didn't listen to what Teyla and I had to tell."

"Yeah, you know I'm working."

"Keller told you?"

"Mu uhm." Rodney sounded distracted and John was sure he wasn't listening. So he decided to test his theory. He made sure that no one could hear their conversation.

"So, she told you I married Teyla," he said and waited, but nothing happened. He risked opening one eye. Rodney was sitting next to him, immersed in the data on his tablet.

"Hey McKay, you're there?" Rodney's arm flapped around and waved at John in a hushing movement.

John closed his eyes again and smirked. Rodney had no clue.

He wondered if Rodney would realize something was different now that he shared his quarters with Teyla.

"By the way, I moved," John announced.

"What? Why?"

"I wanted to."

"I've asked Woolsey three times for new quarters and he keeps saying no."

"Because you're asking for bigger quarters as single quarters," John pointed out. "You'll get bigger quarters if you move in with Keller."

"Okay, Sheppard, back to business. Initiate hyperdrive," Rodney abruptly changed the topic.

So John concentrated on his flying. He started to initiate the hyperdrive, making sure once more that everything was working right. "Firing drive in three, two, one."

The city jerked for a moment and John could feel the strain on the ZPM. Luckily, they had found a second ZPM. They would only need three days to return back home and, this time, they would go back home, to the original Lantean planet.

Ever since the decision had come through that Atlantis would return to Pegasus three month ago, plans had been discussed where to settle in Pegasus. The Apollo and Daedalus had returned and monitored old and new Lantea, coming to the decision that Old Lantea was the better option to return too. It was a little more remote and out of the way for the Wraith, who avoided the sector knowing there was no food for them.

"Home," John thought and he felt the city responded to his thoughts. She knew where they would go.

XOXOXOXOXO

John leaned against the headboard with Teyla's nude body tucked against his chest; her hand rested against his thighs while he drew lazy patterns on her stomach.

"I told Rodney that we're married," John suddenly said. Teyla quickly turned to face him, looking shocked. "Don't worry - he wasn't listening," he added.

Teyla shook his head disapprovingly. She got up to her knees, so she was towering over him, her hands on his shoulders. "I thought we agreed to keep that to us?"

John shrugged. "As if he would have believed me. And I just had to test to see if he was listening."

Teyla chuckled. "Still, I will have to punish you." Her voice was low and seductive.

"Oh?" John breathed, his eyes flashing. He tensed and tried to throw Teyla off balance, but she was faster and had his hands pinned above him and his legs between hers.

She slowly lowered her mouth to his, teasing him.

God, he loved it when she played with him. For the next thirty minutes, Teyla toyed with him until he was ready to burst.

She quickly covered his mouth with hers and finally settled on his lap, taking him in. His pleasured moans were louder than she had anticipated, but he had been really ready to move on.

They fell over the edge together and Teyla collapsed on top of him, where she stayed for a while dozing on his chest, still connected with him.

John was the first to move and he carefully shifted them, settling Teyla in against his side. After another pleasant nap, Teyla got up to clean herself. On her way to the bath she also got fresh night clothes for her and John.

John watched her disappear; after a moment he followed her into the bath and the two got busy once more. After tumbling over the edge in each other's arm for the third time that night, they finally got cleaned and dressed.

Back in bed, they cuddled together and fell into exhausted sleep.

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