Sorry for the long gap, I've been off having last ship type adventures, without the ship and without a deadly virus but been away with work so unable to get bits written. Thank you for continuing to read and here's the next bit. (we'll be back to the rig in the next chapter.) Enjoy.

Kara hovered tentatively at the bridge, there was a tense atmosphere, she could feel it. She took a deep breath, no one knew who was dead and alive, they were waiting for comms, any comms, she feel a little sick. She reasoned she'd have felt this way regardless, her friends were out there, not just Danny. She brushed her hand across her tummy, there was a strange sensation, she put it down to nerves.

"FOSTER." The XO barked.

"Permission to enter the bridge please, Sir,"

He beckoned impatiently at her, "Come on, come on." he said quickly.

She stepped up, quickly scanned the view from the bridge, the XO scanned the horizon with binoculars. She couldn't see anything with the naked eye. Slattery placed the binos down with a heavy hand, the bang startling the young ensign next to him. The XO let out a breath of frustration through pursed lips.

"Anything Foster? Anything at all."

"No Sir," she bit her lip, there was that sensation again, it felt like flutter, it must be nerves.

The XO sucked air in through his clenched teeth, "Ok, well, see if you can dig something up, I want to know any further threats, get the guys in the comms room to scan every channel. These guys have to be communicating somehow. There's got to be chatter. I want to know what the threat to the ship is."

"Yes, Sir." She turned to leave and heard him bark to the Ensign, "Get this ship closer to that rig, I want the distance to be minimal to get survivors back onboard."

Kara hoped there would be survivors. There was that nervous twitch again, it was weird, she'd never had it before, not matter how hairy things had got she'd always been calm. Maybe it was because this time there was more to loose. She took a deep breath. Suddenly there was a thought, it came out of nowhere, with the speed and force of a freight train and she was unable to stop it. She grabbed a hand rail by the ladder to steady herself and took a deep breath. What if she was having a miscarriage? The thought was there, the seed was planted and she panicked. What if all they had been through in the last couple hours had been too much? Maybe her baby wasn't strong enough to keep holding on, she just assumed he baby would be strong like Danny. She felt sick. After all, she had no idea what her body was going through, it's not like there were birthing classes being held on board, there was no OB appointment to be able to ask these questions to. She forced herself to breathe and banished the mental image from her mind of her telling Danny there baby had gone. It wasn't going to happen, this was just nerves she told herself. Somehow, she'd found her way back to the ops room and sat down on her chair at her terminal, she placed her hands on her lower abdomen and silently pleaded with her baby, "Hang in there Been, just in there. You daddy will be back soon. We love you."

Lt Cdr Garrett saw Lt Foster come back into the ops room. Kara's face looked blank as she moved across to her chair. It's like she was autopilot, Andrea frowned, it was most unlike Kara to be unfocused.

"Do you need a break?" Kara jumped when she heard LT Cdr Garrett's voice quietly in her ear. Kara swallowed.

"No… yes, no, I don't know." Kara said

"What's going, Kara? Have you heard something from the shore party?" Andrea asked quietly, there certainly hadn't been any news down in the Ops room and they were listening in on the frequency of the both the RIB and helo but Andrea couldn't think of anything else. Kara turned and looked at her in the eyes, Andrea could see panic.

"I think I'm having a miscarriage," Kara whispered. That's it, the words were out now. Andrea swallowed, there was no point in panicking, what happens will happen.

"Take a break and go see Rachael," she said calmly and quietly, looking round, no one else was paying attention to them. "We have you covered."

Kara took a deep breath and nodded, "Ok. Thank you," she said gratefully. As much as she didn't want to know if she was losing this baby she knew she needed to know.

Kara made her way down the flats to the hanger, she knew Rachael would be setting up for casualties with Dr Rios, it seemed like the longest walk of her life.

Kara appeared through the hatch and Rachel looked up,

"There's news? Are they on their way back?" Rachael asked without looking up, when she heard no answer she looked up. "Danny?" she asked with concern when she saw the look on Kara's face and Kara shook her head.

"There's no news yet, they're still at the rig." Kara said, her hand moving to her stomach and worry on her face. Rachael moved across to her.

"Kara, are you ok?" Rachael searched the younger woman's face for clue.

"I don't know if I'm having a miscarriage," Kara bit her lip, looking at the ground

"Ok," Rachael said calmly, "what makes you think that? Are you having pain?" she asked.

Kara met her eyes, "No."

"Are you bleeding?" Rachael asked trying to work out what was causing the panic.

"No," Kara shook her head, "ER, I'm having this weird sensation, like twitching, it's hard to describe but it's like a ripple or tug, here." She rubbed her hand where felt the sensation.

Rachael smiled and Kara looked bewildered at her reaction. Rachael put her hand firmly on Kara's shoulder.

"We'll take a quick look but I strongly suspect that you're not having a miscarriage. I think what you're feeling is your baby moving."

Kara's eye widened, "I'm not having a miscarriage?"

"Probably not," Rachael tugged Kara over to the ultrasound machine that had been moved up to the hanger, "We'll have a quick look and make sure." She starting setting up the machine and Kara lay down, tugging her shirt out of her waistband. She wasn't convinced, it's not how she imagined ti would feel.

"Cold gel," Rachael forewarned and Kara sucked in a breath, she felt the probe rub across her abdomen and there it was, the sound of her baby's heart.

Rachael smiled reassuringly, "Kara, that's your baby, it has a strong heartbeat and he is moving." For Kara it was the most glorious sound in the world, the only thing that could beat this now would be to hear Danny say her name.

Kara let out a breath and laughed with relief, "He's moving? My baby's moving. He's ok."

"What your feeling is your baby moving." Rachael laughed. Kara shook her head in disbelief, I'm so sorry to have bothered you. I thought something was wrong, like seriously wrong."

"Don't apologise," Rachael said starting to pack up the scanner. "It's been a hard few days, not the ideal environment for a pregnant woman but foetuses are tough, they'll hang in there through a lot."

"Do you think Danny will feel it yet? I only feel it on the inside." She asked as she wiped her stomach.

"Probably not yet but give it a few more weeks."

"Thank you, you have no idea how I appreciate this." She smiled when she felt the ripple again, it was just her baby moving. Kara looked round the hanger, it dawned on her there was still a job to do. "I'd best get back to work," her job was now to help get Danny and her friends back.