Chapter 7

"From what?"

"The Ori." The name is cold, icy as it leaves her lips. She holds them in the highest form of disdain. They've both been witnessing the signs for months. Something isn't right. The reaction she had at the park on Atlantis just showed how much, whatever it was, was progressing. "They've done something... Cam, what if we can't fix her?"

He crosses the kitchen and pulls her into his arms, hard and tight. "Don't think like that. She's going to be okay." Cam doesn't know if the words are true. He does know that even if he doesn't completely believe them uttering any other sort of dialogue to Vala right now would be careless and stupid.

"You can't know that, Cameron, you can't..." She sobs against him and he rocks her back and forth.

She exhausted and her nerves are frayed. "I think you need more than just water, baby." He walks them over to the fridge and pulls out a Gatorade. "Some electrolytes to help balance you. You lost a bunch when you threw up today. You're just feeling a little on edge."

She doesn't say anything just nods and takes a few sips of the pink drink. When his glare turns back into concern she knows she's had enough of the fluids to hand it back over.

"We'll go to bed and talk about it in the morning." He moves to let her go so they can walk to their room and he feels her tense at the loss of the connection. He pulls her tight against his side so make sure that she gets some of what her body is craving. Cam flips the lights on the way and when they get to the bedroom he slips in bed directly behind her. "Are you sure you can't tell me about it?"

"Not... not now." She wants to have time to absorb what she saw. The images of Adria that flashed across her brain in that state of sleep. She needs to focus on something else. "What are we going to call our baby?"

"Cameron Junior if it's a boy, of course." He's good are making her smile. His hand meanders down from it's resting place right under her breasts to her belly, caressing the flat area that would soon be growing with a little life that they created. If she was actually pregnant. Nothing else really fit though.

"Well, it would be convenient for when I was mad. I'd just have to yell Cameron and both of you would be suitably talked to." She puts her hand over his. The life inside her still well protected by her body and now their hands.

"I'm hurt! You automatically think that any son of ours would be trouble." Cam feels her silent laugh at the thought that it would be any other way. "Okay, I see your point, but me? I'm always a good boy." His hand slips beneath the elastic on the boxers that she's wearing to bed. "Have you been a good girl?"

"Are you trying to take my mind off of things using sex?"

His fingers slide lower, brushing the edge of her curls and she gasps. "Is it working?"

"... perhaps." She wiggles over onto her back, reaching up to run her fingers across his shoulder, tickling through the hair on his chest. "You know, it might not be a baby."

"Vala..." He brushes a kiss over her cheek. "Clearly my distraction techniques need work."

She laughs and kisses him., but doesn't let the subject drop. "I just don't want you to be disappointed..."

"Vala, if Adria is the only child we ever have, it won't be a disappointment to me. Four years ago, kids weren't in my plan at all. I had no intentions of starting a family. Like my gramma used to say, this is all God's blessing."

"I haven't had such good luck with the whole gods and goddesses thing..." Vala points out, amused over his choice of wording.

Cam shrugs. "I enough on my plate trying to keep life on earth flowing. I'll worry about what happens next when I get there."

Vala kisses him again, winding her arms around his neck. "I think you can get back to that whole distraction bit now if you'd like."

"Oh, if I'd like? Well, okay then." He murmurs against her mouth, laughing, and moves on top of her.

"I love... this," she says, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair. It's a little shaggier than he normally lets it grow out to and she knows he'll have it cut soon.

Cam is distracted with a hand under her shirt, finding her breast. "Yeah?"

"You... the way you touch me..." She arches into it as his fingers pinch at a nipple. "The way you want me..."

He presses his hard on against her hip and rubs, as if demonstrating exactly how he does want her. "You sure you feel up to this?"

"Maybe less acrobatics tonight, but... yes..." She kisses his bottom lip, sucking on it lightly. "I want you, Cameron."

He doesn't ask again. She knows what she wants - needs. He's more than happy to oblige. His lips make a bigger connection with hers and her tongue dips into his mouth. Her fingers are working along his spine, pushing his shirt higher as she goes.

"Why do we sleep with clothes on?" She murmurs against his mouth before he pulls back so she can fling his shirt over his head and across the room.

Cam gets rid of her garment as well. "I believe the reason is about three feet off the ground, blue eyes and curly, dark hair."

"Hrmph." Her mouth angles for his again but he's already on the move. Her nipples hold a constant fascination for him, not that she's complaining, and he begins suckling. The pressure is lovely - slow and deep and perfect. It's almost too much for her but she rides out the feeling to push him away and is rewarded as she reaches a higher plane of arousal. "Feels good. You make me feel so, so good."

He swaps nipples but kisses across her skin on his way to the 2nd one. Her fingers are digging into his scalp trying to move him faster. He knows that she needs the exquisite pressure to make her forget, if only for a moment. He sweeps her second breast with his nose before capturing her taut nub. Her hands pull him closer and he opens his mouth wider to take more of her breast in.

The press of her hips is making him need more as well. She's arching and rolling, twisting and turning. Her legs are gripping his hips as her pelvis grinds against his. His cock is being humped through two layers of fabric and it's delicious and mind blowing and he needs to be inside her soon. She's getting worked into a frenzy and that isn't the direction this was supposed to go.

"Easy, sweetheart." His lips release her with a pop. "Breathe, for a minute." She goes to protest but he kisses her silent. His lips direct them in a slow, sensual movement and soon he can feel her settling into her arousal, letting it take her with instead of her forcing her body. "That's it." He pulls back and removes their underwear leaving them nude.

"Oh, that's more like it," Vala says, stretching. He sits back and admires how she looks, naked and perfect, and then he knows he has to have his mouth on her again. He starts with lips on lips, kisses down her neck.

"I'll be jealous when I have to share these," he says, nuzzling her breast again once his lips have left hers, but not lingering this time. He continues down and down, over her perfectly flat stomach, pressing kisses there to give a little affection to what he hopes is growing inside.

"It will feel so good..." Vala tingles at the thought of Cam playing with her while her breasts are full and leaking. It feels almost wrong that it should turn her on so much, but it does.

His nose brushes the black curls between her thighs, trimmed neatly but still ticklish against his skin. He kisses her inner thighs, drawing his tongue over the thin pale skin there. Her scent is strong with arousal and he can see the way her skin glistens, beckoning him.

Her whining is a wordless question, a plea for what she knows they both want. Her hand drops down to his hair and presses.

"Impatient," he says, licking quickly, just a tease.

"Cameron!" She switches tactics, voice dripping with sweetness. "You're not distracting me very well. I know you can do better than that."

"I think I'm doing a fine job," he says, rubbing his chin over her. It makes her gasp, the hint of roughness. He only does it once, not wanting to leave her with stubble burn, but he knows it feels good.

"I want your tongue on me." Her voice has a hint of demand to it and she can see it sparks something in him. "Please." She adds in for good measure then flashes a smile.

Her cheeky grin makes him shake his head. He doesn't want to make her wait to long she only gets ornery then. His mouth skims the edge of her lower lips. The heat of her arousal emanating from within. He swears that he can feel them swell under his attention. When he moves upwards he starts flicking her labia open with the tip of his tongue, just a light, delicate touch as he teases his way to her clit.

The tip of his nose opens her further and his lips slip in closer. He's sucking gently and licking with more vigor now. "You taste good." He says the words as his mouth encloses her clitoris and he can tell she felt the vibrations of his voice as a shudder racks her body.

She draws in a short gasping breath as he suckles her clit. The pressure is exquisite and perfect. "You feel good." He laps at the very tip of the tiny nub. "Oh, God. So good." She pulls him closer, in need of more, something more. Her body can't decide what.

Cam has mercy on her and starts to increase the pressure. His chin is soaking wet from her juices and he enters her with his finger. Her sheath draws him in hungrily and his cock jumps as she clamps down around the digit. It's jealous of his hand. He suckles her clitoris a few more seconds before pulling back. She's about to protest his abandonment but he's too fast and his cock is sliding into her.

"I want to feel your first orgasm." He kisses her lips, smearing her juices on her chin. "You're so tight." His teeth find her neck as he starts to pump into her. "So tight."

She can only moan in reply. She can feel every bit of him and it's marvelous. Her thighs squeeze at his hips, restricting his range of motion. She doesn't want him to go very far, the full feeling of him deep inside her and the rocking of his pelvis flush with hers is almost enough. Her sensors were already heightened by his lips and tongue and now his cock is going to send her tumbling over the edge.

"So close..." She breathes the words. "So full...going to-" Her own cry of his name cuts off her sentence.

She's rippling around him, milking him, tugging on him, squeezing so hard. He wants to hold off - bring her to that abyss of pleasure again but her body is demanding. His is weak with sensations and he gives in. His lips leave a wet trail along her neck as he just wants her skin against his mouth. The salty taste of her flesh bowls over the last pin of control. His balls are contracting and he's coming. Shooting his semen into her body as her orgasm continues to encourage his to give her every drop.

His head flies backwards and he yells. "Vala!" He's louder then he intends but she's always bringing out more then he wants. She likes him yelling, shouting his pleasure. He is pressing his pelvis to hers, rocking her into the mattress as he comes. He forces his face back down, against her neck, as he chants her name over and over. "Love you." The final words that end the montage.

Vala wraps her arms around him. They're both sweaty and the entire room smells like sex and she loves this. She loves this part almost more than anything, with him slumped against her, still warm inside of her. She can feel the pounding of his heart her chest and she imagines that he can feel the same. It's in these moments that she realizes she's never felt closer to another human being. Her body knows him, accepts him, wants him, craves him. She hugs him tightly to her while they regain their breath and then he pushes off and to the side, but still reaches for her hand.

After a moment she rolls onto her side. "Well, that was very distracting."

She's got a goofy smile on her face and he matches it when he cracks open one eye to look at her. "Yeah? I do my best."

"Mmm," she murmurs. "You do good work."

"Not too shabby there yourself..." He tugs on their joined hands and she scoots closer. "We need to shower."

Adria really does have a habit of walking into their bedroom in the night. They try to break her of it by talking about how much of a big girl she is when she sleeps all by herself but the slightest thing sends her running to them. It's annoying, at times, but Cam actually doesn't mind it that much and he doesn't think Vala does either. They've learned that having a child means certain concessions; showering and getting dressed after sex, often changing the sheets as well.

She sighs but they get up and take care of what needs to be done, giggling and laughing as they soap each other up, and then crawling back between fresh sheets as the urge to sleep steals over them.

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Vala's sick the next few weeks every morning. It worries Cam but after the visit with Carolyn confirmed her pregnancy he can't help but be a little joyful. He's scheduled to leave on a mission to one of the Ori planets that morning and he doesn't want to go.

"We're going to miss you." Vala rinses her mouth and brushes her teeth quickly after her bout of vomiting was over. She spits and wipes her lips and then falls against his chest, his arms holding her tightly. "Come back to us safe." It's getting harder to let him leave. Every moment she's with him she gets more dependent, more needy, deeper in love.

"You just want me here to hold your hair." His nose teases over her head and he kisses her hair.

"It saves me from having to shower." She pulls back and peers up at him, steps back and grabs his hand placing it on her belly. "This baby needs it's daddy, I need it's daddy."

"It's okay, Vala, princess, I always come back." He knows her fears. He lives with them too. He tries to keep that niggling what if feeling forced to the back of his brain. "I don't want to ruin a perfect record."

She doesn't comment. She knows that ruining that record would destroy a lot of people. "Go tell your daughter goodbye. Then get moving. Don't want to be late fighting the Ori." She kisses him gently and then smacks him on the ass as he walks out of the room.

Cam finds Adria in her PJ's on the floor of her room coloring one of her favorite books.

"Daddy!" She pops up and jumps into his arms. "You wearing working clothes." Her pout is instantaneous and she grips onto his neck and buries her face against his shoulder. It's as if she can't see it so it won't be true.

"Daddy has to leave for a few days." Cam kisses head. Her mop of curls still in need of a brushing. "Don't worry. I'll be back before you know it. I need you to do something for me while I'm gone though."

"What that?" She likes responsibility Cam and Vala learned that early on.

Cam sets her down and crouches in front of her. "Take care of your mommy. Sometimes she feeling sick in the mornings so maybe go cuddle her. Can you do that?"

Her face scrunches in thought. "Think so." Her arms fly around his neck and she gives him a big hug for such a little person. "Love you, daddy."

"Love you too, sweetheart." He pats her head and stands. "Be good."

"I will."

Cam hates leaving. He loves his job but he dislikes being away from his family these days. His growing family.

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Vala's working on translating some things for Daniel out in the yard when she notices that Adria's not playing anymore. Usually the constant chatter of her role playing her dolls and toys is like ambient noise. It's always there so when it's not Vala's hair stands on edge.

He's been away for five days, he'd expected to be back a couple days ago and she was already on alert because of it. General Landry wasn't talking and neither was Walter. She could usually get something out of him when everyone else was closed mouth. Not this time. It made her even more nervous.

She gets up to find where Adria had gotten off too. The pool was fenced and they kept it locked so she wasn't worried but she didn't want her playing by the road. Even though it wasn't that well travelled, it's a good lesson to have. Vala circles the house and sees her daughter. She calls her name but Adria keeps walking to the middle of the large field. She gets the the center and stops.

"Adria!" Vala starts walking toward her but the girl still doesn't respond. She's stock still and looking upwards. "Adria! You need to listen to mommy." She's still far off but Vala knows that she should be able to hear her. She speeds up her walk and it turns into a jog. "Adria!"

The little girl still isn't moving when Vala reaches her side. She drops in front of her and see hers eyes a flame shade of yellow and it's as if she's in a trance. She shakes at her to try to break her free and keeps calling her name. Finally something breaks through and Adria turns her liquid gold eyes to her.

"Mother. They're coming." Her arm reaches out and points to the sky.

Vala follows her finger skywards. She's terribly frightened and has no idea what to do. She swears that she sees a faint burst of light but then it's gone.

"Momma?" A shaky but familiar voice tickles her ear. "Why are we in the field?"

"Oh, baby." She yanks her into her arms and starts to sob.

Adria's confused and doesn't say anything as Vala hurries her back inside. She takes Adria straight into the bedroom and locks the door, curling up on the middle of the bed with her and holding her tightly.

After a minute, Adria starts to squirm. "Mommy, can' breaf."

Vala's grip only loosens slightly. "Are you all right, darling? Does anything hurt?"

Adria shakes her head, pauses, the nods. "But Mommy, 'm okay. Why sad?"

She reaches up and touches Vala's cheeks. Vala hadn't even realized she was crying.

"Adria, why did you walk outside?" Vala grips her shoulders tighter than perhaps she should. "And tell me what hurts."

"I didn't, Mommy." Her voice is very small and unsure. "But my feet owie."

She sits cross-legged and grabs her foot to show Vala. "Hurts, Momma."

There's a small scrape on it. Vala sags in relief. "That's all?"

Adria nods.

Vala gets up and carries her into the bathroom, cleaning the small scrape and bandaging it. "Do you might staying in here with mummy for just a bit?"

"You scared?" Adria asks, reaching up and petting Vala's cheek. "I make a'monsters go 'way til Daddy gets back."

Vala smiles. "And then Daddy will keep us both safe, won't he?"

"Us and boobie." She awkwardly reaches out and pats Vala's stomach.

Vala laughs. "Baby."

"Boobie!" Adria grins proudly. She snuggles up to Vala. "Tell me story, Momma?"

Vala doesn't want to get far enough away from her to go find a book so she opens her mouth and just starts to talk.