Thanks guys for your encouraging words. They do inspire. Without getting any feedback it is hard know how well your story is being received. And nothing kill the muse faster. I actually decided to break up this chapter into two parts. Alright it is late. I hope I didn't make any glaring mistakes.

Part 4

Teyla was then rush to the infirmary. Mr. Woolsey was then notified by Dr. Beckett that Teyla had gone into labor. When they weren't able to contact John or any other member of his team. They did informed Teyla. Teyla had tried to put on a brave face after hearing the news.

Believing that John would be fine along with the others. Because she had faith in her husband and friends. Maybe it had been because they had gotten out of too many dangerous situations before, so she wanted to believe that this time would be no different if indeed, they were in danger. They had lost Ronon on the mission to save Earth from the Wraith almost two years ago. Ronon's life had been taken by a Wraith, but yet a Wraith had bestowed back to Ronon the gift of life even though it was with the intent to interrogate him.

So Teyla tried to hold on to her faith in the face of uncertainty. But Teyla's faith can only alleviate her fears only so much. She was facing the real possibility that she may have lost John and her friends while she was in the process of giving birth to hers and John's child.

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Teyla had a steady stream of people checking in on her. It seemed as if Carson didn't leave her side for more than a few minutes. But that didn't make her feel any better. Her baby wasn't due yet and yet she was in the infirmary having contractions, about to deliver their baby without John by her side. John had promised her it would be his last mission until after she had the baby. Now, because it was her second child, the expectancy of her having a long labor was unlikely, so there was a real possibility of John's missing the birth of own child.

Teyla felt her eyes watered as she felt another contraction.

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Carson walked into the infirmary he wasn't sure what he should tell Teyla. How can he tell her that they had finally heard from Rodney, but that the Colonel's life was in jeopardy. They were monitoring Teyla's pressure. Teyla's pressure had began to rise as her labour progressed. He had given Teyla a Epidural analgesia for the pain as her contractions progressed, but he was concern about her pressure.

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John was frustrated and annoyed for he knew he was pretty much trapped. He couldn't go anywhere and even if he was able to move he still couldn't go anywhere, so that was the most frustrating part for him. His foot was still wedged in between the rocks so his movements were limited and although he had somehow managed to sit up somewhat from his earlier position. It came with a cost. The ground was damn uncomfortable. And his foot was really hurting him. What he wouldn't do for a painkiller right about now.

Being stuck in a cave wasn't new to him it had happened to him before on a planet they had visited in his second year on Atlantis. And he can still remember how miserable he was only this time, it was far worse. He and the others had gone in search of the cause of an energy spike they had detected from the Puddle Jumper on the planet. They had found a small cave and inside of that cave, there had been a square archway carved through the wall at the far end of the cave. It had been some kind of an energy barrier around the threshold. So of course, they had to checked it out.

And when they were inspecting the energy field barrier, he had managed to get himself pulled into the field through the portal of the cave. At least that time, he had been physically fine. It was only when his teammates had failed to rescue him timely, he had ventured out from the cave, to search the surrounding, to find supplies because after two days he had been out of water and he had started questioning whether he was left behind by his teammates. He could still remember his feelings of frustration, of abandonment. He had tried everything and nothing seemed to work. Punching the barrier with force hadn't work.

He had punched the barrier with a great deal of force, his hand had gone through the cloaking field, rippling and that's when he felt the soreness of his fist his reward for his frustrated attempt at punching at the barrier. He wasn't sure what the hell he was thinking when he did that cause it wasn't like he was thinking that he would be miraculously free to go back through the energy barrier, but he sure was hoping that he can.

And then as his frustration grew, he had step up his efforts, injuring himself again, a little bit more seriously on his next attempt. In frustration, he had pointed his pistol at the barrier, but after realizing that someone could be standing right on the other side of the barrier, he had decided to aim it at the bottom of the barrier and then he fired. The problem with that was - that the bullet had bounced off the ground and ricocheted back, striking him in his foot.

John cringed at the memory. Teyla was right wasn't she? Injuries do seem to have a way of finding him. But he wasn't going to admit that to her any time soon. That's if he even got the chance to not tell her. He had been trying his best to not think about Teyla since he had gain consciousness because it would only frustrate him more. But, that had been asking too much of himself with being stuck in the tunnel with nothing really do. A man couldn't really run away from his own mind or thoughts. And Teyla was pretty much there along with other things.

And at this point, he was starting to wonder if he was ever going to see her again or their family. And that was starting to scare him. He wasn't afraid of a great many things. He knew his team would try to rescue him. They don't leave their people behind. He didn't have any doubt of that now. But before, he hadn't been afraid of dieing. He would have willingly give his life for any of his friends.

For it had taken him going to another galaxy thousand of miles away home to find where he belonged. To find a home, to find friends and to find the love of his life. He's still wasn't afraid of dieing, but right now he would rather walk a thousand miles with his injured ankle if it meant seeing and being with his family.

John looked down at his watch on his hand. Although his eyes had long since gotten accustomed to the darkness, he could barely see the watch must less the time. But it really didn't matter because his watch had stopped working, and he had knew that because he had checked his watch, to what had seemed like days ago to him. It was sheer force of habit he had looked at his watch. John frowned - his frustration building. He still wasn't sure how long he had been trapped here. Or for that matter when he was going to get rescue. But it couldn't come soon enough for him. The silence in the tunnel was deafening. The only voice he heard was his own. He wasn't like Rodney. He really didn't like to hear himself talking.

John began humming a view notes of a song called, Solitary Man.

Don't know that I will

But until I can find me

The girl who'll stay

And won't play games behind me

I'll be what I am

A solitary man

Solitary man

I've had it to here

Bein' where

Love's a small word

Part-time thing

Paper ring

I know it's been done

Havin' one

Girl who'll love me

Right or wrong

Weak or strong

For too long that song had been a reflection of his own life in some ways, but those words didn't define him now.

TBC