Carson POV
He was in the infirmary again. This is why I hate leaving for more than a day at a time. Things seem to always happen. I'm just glad he's okay.
I unbuckled my tac vest and slung it over the chair along with my jacket and boots and carefully slid onto the bed trying not to wake John. He was always so warm so it made me smile when he rolled over and tucked himself into my side. "Missed you." He mumbled under his breath; of course he was awake.
"I missed you too." I gently placed a kiss on the top of his head, securing my arms around his middle. "Are you okay?" He murmured and I let out a sigh, to which he squeezed my hand gently. "I am now. The village was burnt, not sure who by though. A couple of survivors said it was an enemy village, with different religious beliefs and all of that drama. There's not much we can do."
I could feel his warm breath play across my shoulder and I relaxed completely into him. "How are you feeling?" He shrugged into my shoulder, "I'm okay now, a little sleepy. I only passed out because I knew what was happening; the pain wasn't any worse than before." I placed another kiss on his head before shutting my eyes too.
Early next morning, John was released from the infirmary; fortunately, we were both off duty and therefore were able to actually sleep in for a reasonable amount of time. When John woke up he was warm and in the mood for cuddling and who was I to turn him down.
I tucked up into his shoulder and gently lay a hand over his stomach, feeling the slight bump on his stomach. I noticed him smile so I threw him a questioning look. "The baby kicked yesterday." I gasped with excitement, "really?"
"Yeah, it was after I woke up. I was just talking to Lorne and I flinched a little before I realized what it was." I placed a kiss just above his belly button. "Evan nearly had a heart attack and I made him feel it. Then he nearly cried." There was a teasing tone in his voice but I knew he meant well.
He rolled over so we faced each other and held our hands between us. I could feel his breath on my hands which made me smile. "I don't want to get up." He said softly, "You're in luck; we don't have to if you don't want. Although at some point I would love a shower." John chuckled a little and kissed me gently.
I kissed him back, just taking in the calm and the peace that we'd seemed to have found. His lips were smooth against mine until I felt him scrape his teeth along my bottom lip and let out a breathy moan. "Want that shower now?"
I smirked back at him, "Well it all depends, are you going to join me?" I loved that despite John's reputation I could still make him blush. He bit his lip with a grin which I took as a definite yes. I pulled on his hand and dragged him to the bathroom.
Unfortunately, as soon as we got in there, the door beeped signaling someone was there. John groaned before stepping out and dragging on some sweat pants, neglecting to put a shirt on.
He swiped over the panel, opening the door to Major Lorne who stumbled a little at his boss' appearance. "I'll come back later if you're busy sir…" He said but John shook his head, "What's going on, Major?"
"General O'Neill asked whether it would be okay if he basically stood in your position for the time being. I mean, I don't have a problem with it but I'd much prefer to hear what you want." John shrugged,
"Well as long as he knows it won't be permanent I don't have a problem either. Why does he want the position anyway?" He asked with a frown.
"I'm not wholly sure, I tried asking him but he's always vague. I know I don't know him as well as you do but I think there's something more to whatever he's saying." John sighed, "I hope it's not bad. Don't worry about it for now; I'll talk to him later. Thanks for coming by though…Even if you did prevent me from shower sex."
Evan snorted with laughter, "From the bottom of my heart, I am sorry." John rolled his eyes and watched as the Major left before hopping straight into the bathroom again.
Carson was facing away and didn't hear John come in so when he felt warm arms wrap around him he jumped a little before sinking back into the embrace.
"What's going on?" John planted kisses on my neck before answering. "O'Neill is filling in for me. It's a long story that I will tell you as soon as we've done in the shower. Now…"
Once we got out the shower, I noticed how tired John was again so I tucked him back into bed whilst I got my laptop from the desk and sat with my back against the foot of the bed, facing him. "Are you religious?" He asked out of the blue.
"In what sense?" I replied with an eyebrow raised. "Doesn't matter." He sighed rolling onto his back. I could sense this was something important to him. "I was raised a catholic but I think Atlantis gives you some perspective. However, me and religion have never got along. I think I prefer religion when it's faith rather than belief." John turned his head to look at me, slightly less tense.
"What are you thinking?" I asked gently. "I was brought up catholic too; my parents were really strict though…I never liked being forced to go to church or anything like it. I guess I feel the same as you, faith is better." I kissed his temple gently, tucking myself into his side, my head resting on his shoulder.
"Can I ask your reasons for thinking about it?" With the hand that was wrapped around my shoulders, he gently brushed down my arm almost subconsciously. "Godparents. After I left home, my godparents were there for me and I guess I want our child to have people like that…" I smiled and placed a kiss on his shoulder.
"I think that's a good idea, even though you know they're going to have the whole of Atlantis looking out for them." John chuckled slightly, "I think you might be right."
And there we go...Lorne is a cockblock, it's official! Hahahaha :)
