A/N: Without further ado, the next chapter.

It was 3:00 in the mourning. Teyla stirred next to him. He'd been awake for only a few minutes. He knew she had to go though. They couldn't be seen together, not like this. He swallowed. He climbed out of her bed and retrieved his pants, shirt, jacket, etc… from the chair.

He pulled the piece of paper from his jacket pocket and set it down on the night stand. It read, "I will always love you."

He stepped out of her room and walked down the hall. He could already feel the cold coming in. He stepped into his room and lay back on his bed. He couldn't get her out of his mind, but for her sake, he managed to fall back asleep.

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Three Weeks Later

It had been three of the longest weeks he'd ever endured. Each day was constant agony. He couldn't hold her; he couldn't kiss her; he couldn't tell her that he loved her. All that passed between them were silent looks.

He was performing his nightly rounds when he caught himself standing next to her door. He glanced back and forth. The hallway was clear of anyone else. He decided to risk visiting her. He knocked on the door.

There was a noticeable delay before she opened it. Her expression was unreadable, though it looked like she'd been crying. For what reason, he couldn't guess.

"You alright?" He asked.

Her expression brightened as she realized it was him. "I will be." She replied, forcing a smile.

"Teyla, these last three weeks…"

She cut him off. "Not here." She motioned for him to enter and closed the door behind him. As soon as the door was closed, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"I've missed you too Teyla." He replied in between kissing her and breathing.

"John, I must tell you something." She pulled back just enough so she could tell him what was on her mind.

"I'm listening." John replied. Whatever it was, it was important.

"I think I'm pregnant."

John's mouth hung open. "Are you serious?"

Teyla's voice lowered. "I am extremely serious."

"Okay…" He pushed away and started pacing back and forth. "We've got a problem."

All Teyla could do to respond was nod. They were in serious trouble.