A/N: There will be a lot of speculation into Teyla's past, as well as John's past in this fic. Less action than usual. Inspired by the discussion into the value of procreation in the Pegasus galaxy by the Gateworld Shepmagen Shippers.

She thought she had left it behind; she thought she'd left that behind long ago. It wasn't the case, not today. Standing before her, was her son. The one she had thought she would never see him again. Her knees collapsed from under her, making John catch her before she feinted.

A seventeen year old Teyla Emmagen looked up at her mother, trying to understand what she'd just been asked to do. Granted, she knew all about how she had to eventually have kids, but not like this, not like her mother was asking her to.

"Teyla please." Her mother said. "Their people are all but destroyed by the wraith, none of the remaining women can have children."

"Would you do this mother?" Teyla replied, not wanting to admit she felt sympathy for people who would ask so much.

"Child, if I could, I would destroy the wraith myself, but if we turn our backs on these people now, then we are as bad as the wraith."

Teyla shuddered, remembering the icy feeling of when her father had been taken. "I do not want to bear a stranger's child." Ever fiber of her being rebelled against the thought.

"Teyla, they have offered all they have for a chance to keep their bloodlines going."

"By mingling with ours? By asking me to give of myself in that manner?"

"Teyla, you are not the only one with whom this is being asked."

"I will not."
"Teyla, as the future leader of our people you must pass on the legacy of friendship."

"I thought we did not deal with strangers."

"They are not strangers, but former trading partners from before you were born. They have offered to do the work of every woman who is willing to bear a child."

"I cannot bear someone else's child."

"In time my child, you will do what is right." Her mother left.

Teyla sobbed. She hadn't felt this terrible since her father had been taken. Her heart went out to these people, it truly did. But she couldn't give of her body in such a way. It was the one thing in this galaxy that couldn't be taken from her.

Teyla shook her head to clear the drowsiness. Standing above her, with a look of extreme concern was John Sheppard. He waved his hand across her vision. She sat up, nodding that she was alright.

"What happened?" Ronon said, he was kneeling just to the side of John.

"Did you know that young boy?" John asked.

Teyla nodded, stifling the tears. She had never expected this. Her dignity would not survive if she told them. "I must've recognized him from a long time ago."
"You sure it's nothing more?" John asked quietly, his voice low to avoid attracting attention.

Teyla forced a smile. "It is nothing."

John nodded, then stood up. "So, back to Atlantis?"

"McKay wanted to check something out." Ronon replied.

John thought for second. "Keep an eye on McKay. I'll get Teyla back to Atlantis."

Ronon nodded, casting one final look at Teyla, before jogging off to catch up with the scientist.

John pulled her up onto her feet. It was comforting in a way, to know he cared. Teyla welcomed that he would take her back to Atlantis. She needed the rest. More importantly, she needed to try and understand what had just happened.

A/N: So, who wants more? Should I continue?