A/N: This one's for you Camy, hope you feel better. Just so you know, completely un-Beta'd!

Apparently, all that crap that was said about being together in sickness and health during their marriage wasn't a total waste. Teyla was sick with the common cold of all things. It was amazing how she could knock Ronon to the floor in a sparring session, yet could be taken down by a common cold.

They'd agreed late the previous night to let Laura Cadman take care of the kids while Teyla was sick, just so they wouldn't get sick. It'd also been doctor's orders. John was currently carrying the two in his arms to Cadman's quarters.

She'd stayed while the Daedalus was heading back to Earth to get supplies. Her official reason was that she would be a valuable aid to the expedition, her real reason being she just wanted some time with Carson. John hoped he wouldn't be inconveniencing her too much, but she'd volunteered at their wedding.

He reached the door and was thankful for his ancient gene, allowing him to open the door mentally, since both his arms were full. He stepped in. "Lieutenant, you in here?"

"Just a minute!" Laura yelled from the bathroom.

Of course, then he noticed that the shower was on. "Sorry to bother you."
Laura stepped out in her bathrobe. "Yeah, next time knock..." She trailed off. "Ohhh, that's why! You're not trying to get me to adopt, are you?"

"Only temporarily." John said. "Teyla's come down with a nasty cold and we don't want the babies getting sick."

"Sure no problem, it's gonna screw up Carson's plans for later, but we'll work around it. How long?" She grinned fiercely.

"Probably not much more than a day or two." John replied.

"Okay, I think I'll tell Carson we adopted them and see how he reacts."

"Make sure you've got it on tape Lieutenant." John said, holding a finger up in a characteristically McKay fashion.

"Right." Laura replied, taking both children into her arms after they received a kiss from their father.

"Now, anything happens to them." John stated sarcastically.
"And I know, I'll burn in hell sir." Laura finished.

XXX

John returned to his and Teyla's quarters after checking in with Elizabeth for the night. He'd managed to secure a few days worth of leave from her, though she wasn't happy with it. His argument had been that Teyla was a member of his team and incapacitated.

He was hoping her cold would've lessened while he'd been gone. If anything it had gotten worse. She'd taken a liking to Kleenex since they'd shown her them. Well, the trash can was full and several boxes had already been used up.

He placed the dinner tray on the table in the main area, heading back into the bedroom. Teyla looked miserable and it hurt him to see her in that condition. He nose was raw from wiping it and her eyes sagged from exhaustion. That and how she lay defeated in the bed always tugged at his heartstrings.

"You okay?" He asked, a phrase he always used.

She coughed and shook her head. "I feel as if the ancestors themselves are dragging me down."

He sat behind her in the bed, propping her head against his chest. "Does it hurt?"

"A dull ache." She replied, taking as second to blow her nose.

He gently massaged the knots in her shoulders. "Does this help?"

"A little." Teyla replied. "Are Tagan and Eliya happy with Lieutenant Cadman?"

"They're fine." John replied. "She'll take good care of them, that or we'll make Zelenka watch over them."

Teyla smiled. "Thank you John."

"Well, you know what they said at our wedding, through sickness and health, we'd be together. We've had the health part..." He shrugged. "Now we've got the sickness."

Teyla laughed and coughed at the same time. "Indeed."

A/N: Spur of the moment, enjoy!