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Family

Teyla's eyes felt exceedingly heavy as she attempted with great effort to open them. She felt groggy and disoriented and her mouth tasted strangely, like some sort of metal, as she tried to swallow.

The blurred brightness before her took time to adjust and she blinked furiously at the harshness of the fluorescent lights above her. She could hear voices but they sounded distant and muffled, as if underwater.

"Hello?" she tried to speak but her voice was hoarse and dry.

As her foggy vision lessened, she attempted to move and found herself bound to something, a bed or a stretcher she thought, with straps restraining her hands and feet.

She could barely make out white figures shuffling about in a corner of the bright, white room as she looked wildly around for an explanation.

She forced her voice to clarity as she yelled, "Hello? Please help me!" while she heaved on her restraints futilely.

A man dressed in a white lab coat quickly hustled over and immediately pulled up Teyla's shirt so that her smooth, flat belly was exposed and placed a cold hand upon it.

It was Carson.

He paid her no mind and the smile Teyla had missed for so long appeared on his face as he turned to look over his shoulder and called out," It's time!"

Other people in white lab coats hurried over, their faces half covered in surgical masks and placed their cold hands on Teyla's uncovered belly.

Teyla felt confused and angry, no one was even looking at her. She looked pleadingly at her old friend. "Carson? What is happening? Why am I bound this way?"

"Easy lass," he said in his comforting voice as a half masked nurse placed gloves on his hands that made a smacking noise as they fitted into place. "We're all getting ready for the delivery."

"Delivery?" Teyla repeated, as she became increasingly agitated. "What delivery? Carson, untie me, please!"

A nurse had wheeled over a small mobile table full of clanking instruments that rattled as she came to a stop by the doctor. Carson reached down and fiddled with the different items as he responded. "Teyla, the restraints are for our protection, of course. Now," he said as he pulled an enormous syringe from the table and squirted a clear liquid from its end. "Tell, me when it hurts."

He jabbed the needle deep into her belly and Teyla screamed in terror. For a few seconds she thought she might pass out from the pain before Carson retracted it harshly and gently patted her belly with his hand. "See now that wasn't so bad."

Teyla felt weary again and extremely sore where the needle had been. Before she could ask Carson what he had just done to her, she heard a strange clattering sound not too far from her head. She turned, trying hard to concentrate and her eyes opened wide as she saw a large cage filled with a bug she recognized instantly.

More than thirty Iratus bugs were swarming in a small, steel cage, shrieking loudly and spewing white foam that was dripping through the bars. Their beady eyes seemed to all find her and she turned back to Carson, hardly able to breathe in fear.

"Carson, please, PLEASE release me! I do not understand what is happening!"

Carson ignored her and mumbled with the others as he pulled an identical white surgical mask on, shrouding his nose and mouth and with a muffled voice said, "Here we go."

Teyla's eyes bulged and her scream echoed as she looked down and saw a shape start to shift under the skin of her toned, muscular stomach. It moved eerily from side to side and soon seemed to take the form of a hand pressing hard, its fingers outlined from under her flesh.

Teyla fell backward, her head slamming hard onto the thin pillow they had provided her. Turning her head, she vomited onto the floor, the pain unbearable.

She heard a strange noise and a slap and then, a shrilly cry of a newborn child. She quickly turned back, wiping her mouth on her shoulder and stared disbelievingly at Carson and the naked baby he held high in his hands.

"What….what…" Words could not form the thoughts clustered in her mind.

One of the nurses pulled Carson's mask down around his neck and Teyla saw he was smiling again as he stared at the child. His gaze turned to her and he said, "It's a boy, my dear. The father will be so pleased!"

Teyla shook her head violently, surpassing the urge to be sick again. "The father?"

A dark cloaked figure appeared suddenly in the corner of the room from behind the cage of shrieking bugs and glided gracefully towards the child, his face masked under the dark hood.

Slender, sallow hands emerged from under the dark robes and accepted the crying baby holding it close to its breast and rocking gently, as Carson and the nurses looked on approvingly.

"Who…..?" Teyla was barely able to gasp out as she stared in horror.

One hand on the child, the other reached up and pulled back its hood to reveal a face that made Teyla's heart shrivel in revulsion.

Michael.

"No….no," Teyla started to sob, pulling against her bonds.

The child resting comfortably swathed in the black robes was cooing and fidgeting as Michael looked from his tiny face and back towards Teyla. "We're a family now…." Michael voice rang deep in her ears.

Teyla closed her eyes and screamed as loud as her lungs would allow her. Her heart felt as though it would explode in pure terror when she could suddenly hear another familiar voice calling her name over and over.

John.

Teyla opened her eyes and found herself back in her warm bed now drenched in sweat with John Sheppard holding her arms tightly as he loudly called her name.

"Teyla! Wake up!" She sat up quickly and looked around at her quarters. Her body instantly collapsing in relief as John held her.

"Oh, John," she said anxiously and buried her head into his shoulder as he held her, confused and concerned.

"What the hell is going on Teyla? You were screaming so loud, the people in your hall called security! Was it only a bad dream?"

She did not reply, she only clung to his warmth and stared with hard eyes into the void of her dream and prayed for the images to burn away.