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"I mean, I know where we should start but, even at that, where do we start?" Jonas asked, sitting on the center table beside Adrienne, gazing at the Smartboard screen ahead.

"I think that taking this first list here and working out the pictures that I've taken, constellations, flora and fauna, cross referencing that with the Asgard databases should give us some kind of idea, at least give us a list of planets we can gate to and planets we have to take a ship to," Daniel explained, reaching behind to shut off the white display area.

"It's a gah damn shame dat dey didn't use da gates," Adrienne noted, slipping slightly in her speech, Daniel refraining from teasing.

"Yah dat's righ Ah-dee, damn shame dey done did dem like dat," Jonas replied in his stead though, Adrienne promptly flashing him the finger.

Good to know, Jonas had kept her on her toes while he was gone.

Laughing, Daniel stepped over to the projector, unhooking the iPad, walking it over to his wife.

"I think the way we've got it organized right now makes the most sense. Ad, do you think we could run off some paper copies and Jonas, could you head down and see about a projector, some coffee and anything else you can think of. This might be a long meeting," Daniel requested of his staff, weird to have a staff now, getting a nod on both accounts.

"Got it sha," Adrienne answered quickly, taking the gadget over to her laptop.

"Alright and I'll go ahead and get a list of who's coming, try to make sure we have the entire team, at least one member of the Atlantis crew, I'm guessing you want John, maybe Rodney as well, get everything started on that end," Jonas stood from the table, listing as he walked over to his desk. Daniel would have never thought it before, but a staff like this, his brilliant wife and his equally as intelligent friend, that was a staff he could live with.

Tasks assigned, they sprang into action, Adrienne at the printer, Jonas darting out of the lab, Daniel finally making it over to his computer to upload the information to his hard drive before the meeting.

Computer now transferring, Daniel glanced over his shoulder, to tell Adrienne that he was hungry, they should probably get something to eat before the briefing when it hit him, exactly how long they had been apart. Other than the kiss in the gate room, he hadn't touched her, kissed her, been close to her in weeks and meeting or not, he just couldn't take it anymore. Grabbing the remote at his desk he clicked off the security cameras, walking carefully over to the door to lock it tightly.

"What are ya doing sha?" she asked, turning to face him, bewilderment in her expression as she stood at the printer running off the copies.

"Come here," he whispered, reaching out his arms to take her into them. Smiling, confused, she let the machine run its own process, tiptoeing over to him to heed his request.

Without another word, he leaned in, kissing her lips softly as she slipped into his embrace, moving them carefully over to the center table, pushing her back against the furniture.

"I need to return this," he whispered, pulling away slightly, handing her over her music player.

"iPod AND iPad. I'm so turned on right now..." she teased, slyly.

"What can I say, I missed horrible music in my life," he taunted, reaching his lips to hers again, kissing there softy and then slowly across her face.

"Daniel," Adrienne protested without really protesting, her fingers already lightly toying at his belt, pulling the end through the loop as his lips worked their way down her neck. Slowly, tenderly, he worked his lips back up, lingering only enough to peek over her shoulder at the clock seeing that Jonas would be back soon to get them for the briefing. He hated to rush, but he couldn't wait, he needed her and by the way her hands were now roaming inside of his pants, she couldn't wait either. He felt her grab him, running her hands up and down urgently, hardening what little hadn't already been anticipating her gentle touch. Sighing, his body a flurry of emotion, Daniel reached gently for her hips, urging her back onto the table.

"Didn't this get us into trouble once before?" she asked, teasing, pushing his pants to his ankles as she adjusted herself onto the table.

"Well, we weren't married before, and we left the cameras on," he replied, his thumbs in the waistband of her yoga pants, yanking those to the floor was well. He didn't allow her to reply, although the mischievous grin across her face was enough, grabbing her hips and pulling her forward so he could slip into her warmth. The feeling hit him, the wave, as soon as he had pushed his way into her fully, making him groan out in pleasure, getting a light squeeze in return. He peered at the clock again, worried, feeling her pull closer to him, clenching herself around him.

"We've got time, trust me, and I've been staring at that loincloth for weeks," she teased, squeezing him inside of her again. Nodding, both aroused and worried, Daniel felt a hand at his chin, turning his face, making him focus on her again, his hips already complying while his brain was registering. He laughed at how ridiculous he was being, he'd missed her, missed being so close and so intimate with her that it didn't take his thoughts long to catch up, pulling her as close as he could pull himself to her, thrusting in forcefully. Moaning lightly, he slowed down for a moment just to make sure that she was alright, a tiny part of him still worrying about hurting her in her condition, but she was reaching for his hips, her fingers desperately grasping his upper thigh urging him on.

That was all the encouragement he needed, that and her feet locking behind the back of his knees, demanding him deep inside of her, so he thrust frantically, reaching to hold her with one arm and the table with another. She curled forward the best she could to bury her face into his shoulder, moaning, whispering his name into his ear, groaning, begging him to push harder which he did to the best of his ability. Squeezing him so tightly inside her body, the friction was fantastic, reminding him very quickly what he had missed in his weeks of absence, sending him to his edge. He felt her pull away slightly, angling her pelvis higher and thought for a brief moment that he was hurting her, but he noticed her shift, the angle of her back, that she was arching for friction on her own. He let go of the table, reaching his fingers between them, searching for her own hardness, finding it, flicking it lightly, feeling her teeth against the fabric of his t-shirt. She clenched him tighter, so he rubbed her faster, trying to maintain his touch and his thrust at the same time. He moved in and out of her, a steady rhythm now, feeling the build down low, the climb.

"Ad," he panted out, trying to tell her, hoping that she was close as well since he was unsure if he could control his end.

"Um hmm," she gasped back, her eyes closed tightly, her lip trembling like it would, holding him impossibly close to her. Knowing she was at her edge, he rubbed her faster, letting himself relax and spill out inside of her, thrusting madly. He bit his lip, trying not to shout out like being with her made him do, and felt a throb of pain, possibly biting down too hard. She relaxed in his arms, pecking lightly at his neck, whispering softly in his ear.

"I love you, I missed you so badly. I missed everything. I knew you'd be back, but I thought that you wouldn't..." she started, her quiet murmurs turning into soft crying, tears dampening his shirt. He paused for a moment, surprised, wondering what he had done wrong or if he had hurt her.

"Adrienne what are you talking about? Ja-wer, why are you crying?" he asked, pushing her away, dropping to the floor to get her pants, dressing her again gently. Sucking in tears, Adrienne slipped from the table, taking them from him and pulling her own bottoms up.

"I was afraid that when you came back that you would see how much bigger I had gotten, and," she started, the tears flowing again, Daniel reaching quickly for his own pants, fastening them before taking her into his arms, holding her close.

"And what Ad? Stop crying, I'm back, everything's alright, I'm back and you're fine and the baby's fine," Daniel assured, Adrienne shaking her head as more tears fell.

"I thought you wouldn't think I was pretty anymore," she sobbed, "that you wouldn't want to make love to me anymore."

"Of course not," Daniel replied instantly, realizing that this was probably a result of the hormones, holding her closer, "in fact my first thought when you came through the door to the gate room was how beautiful you looked racing in."

"Really?" she asked, pulling back, her eyes puffy. Poor Adrienne, he thought, threw up most of the first trimester that they knew about, well into the second and here they were, not even into her third trimester yet and she was an emotional wreck. He needed to make a note to pop down to see Carolyn, see if there was anything he could do to make it easier for her on his end.

"Yes really. That's my son too, it's not like you went and starting downing junk food and became some gross monster that didn't care about herself anymore. You're carrying my son, you're making a huge sacrifice for Narmer and for me. How could I ever let that change my opinion of you, at least in a negative way?" he answered honestly, Adrienne leaping up into his arms, throwing her own around his neck.

"I love you Daniel, I love you so much. I'm sorry, I'm such a mess, I'm happy one minute, sad the next and ready to punch someone right after," she apologized, pulling away.

"Good, I'll keep that last one in mind during the briefing in case Woolsey says anything stupid. You can punch him and I'll just blame it on hormones," he joked, making her laugh, her smile causing him to feel better already. Note to self, she is now possibly going to cry after sex, act accordingly. He started to walk back to his desk, realizing he needed to also visit he restroom or maybe their quarters before the briefing when he felt a grab at his arm.

"I'm not opposed to famous Egyptologists or even a pharaoh's name, but no Narmer and no Edward. The first sounds like Garfield's annoying neighbor and the latter reminds me of sparkly vampires."