A/N: Some of you have been complaining that the chapters are really really short so I'll explain. It's supposed to be like that, time passes inbetween them. So in order to appease the restless native, I'm posting yet another chapter (it's two pages on Word. Count 'em, Two!). In place of the evil plot bunnies I now blame Porthos1013 for 'Something Came Up' and am still holding a grudge with BiteMeTechie for 'Am Not!'. (both are good fics but they break up my fav. Atlantis pair and both turned the now-dead plot bunnies on me). Am still waiting to own everything from 'SGA'. Reviews are welcome, as always, as are flames in the form of constructive criticism.

"What do you mean that we shouldn't see each other anymore?" Rodney asks me. I can see the confusion, the hurt, in his eyes as he looks as me.

"Because I'm marrying Carson." I said, avoiding his gaze.

"But I thought that…why? Was it something I did? Something I said?" the hurt in his voice is almost too much for me to take.

"No…you didn't do anything…I just…it's complicated." I said, willing myself not to cry.

"Oh…well, I guess than this is goodbye." He said dejected.

I close my eyes and sigh. The 'kicked puppy' look he has on his face is too much to take, even for me. "We can still be friends." I try weakly.

"Yea…sure…friends…whatever." Rodney mumbles. He then all but runs out of my room.

I want to run after him, tell him that he might be the father of my baby, to tell him that I still love him, but Carson is going to be there for me, he actually said that he loves me and showed it by bringing me candy and flowers and asking about my family, not by snarky remarks and ordering me around the lab like I was some kind hired help. But I didn't. I knew that Rodney acting that way was he own strange way of showing affection, but I wanted someone to hold me, kiss me, actually tell me that they loved me and Carson did that. It was the right thing to do. I sigh and flop down onto my bed. "If it was the right thing to do then why do I feel so horrible?" I ask myself. There's a chime at the door. I don't want company right now. I groanbut get up anyways and open it to see Carson. I see the look on his face and my stomach lurches, but not because of morning sickness. "What's wrong?" I ask in an even tone, my heart pounding.

"I jus' saw Rodney." Carson replies, entering my room.

"Really?" I manage to squeak out, swallowing hard.

"Aye, he looked like someone jus' tore his heart out and stomped on it."

I didn't reply, not sure how to. Now I'm really starting to wonder if I did the right thing. "That's horrible." I say, truly concerned. It was my first real emotion of the day.

"Aye. But tha's not why I came here." Carson said, sitting down next to me and "I was wonderin' if you'd decided on a date for the weddin'. I know tha' we canna have your parents or me mum, but I though' tha' we could have a small ceremony. Jus' John, Elizabeth, Teyla, Ronon, Rodney, an' anyone else ye wanted ta' invite."

I smile and snuggle next to him. I really don't deserve him. "What about June 20th? We can have it on one of the balconies overlooking the ocean. And how about we invite anyone who wants to come? That way people won't feel left out." I say while knowing that Rodney is going to decline.

Carson kisses me on the head and says, "Wonderful, now we jus' need to plan everythin' else."

I laugh and we start talking about cakes, dresses, what song we'll dance to, where we'll honeymoon,what to name the baby. While we're doing that, I can't but wonder if I made the right choice.