Hey guys here is the next. This is my AU of Outcast as of course it has to fit in my universe. I think it still goes with the original plot. Hopefully!

I have to apologize prematurely; this fic is part of the LJ Beya 28 days of John and Teyla challenge, so the next chapters will be up on my last posting day February 27th. Sorry for the wait, though I promise to post the rest at once.

Since I can't thank those who review as guest directly, thanks for your kind words and I hope you continue to like it.

Part of the spoken text is taken directly from the episode Outcast. I do not own any rights and am not planning on claiming it as my work. So due to practical reasons I do not point out the text passages in particular.

Doing this just for the fun of it.

I thank my wonderful Beta Amy.

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Chapter seven

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Outcast Addition AU

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Another Day, another Secret

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"Don't even try, I just did," Rodney said, catching Teyla by her arm to stop her.

"I do not understand." Teyla looked at Rodney blinking in surprise.

"Oh, I thought you already heard. Sheppard's packing. His father died last night. He is gating back to Earth in an hour."

Teyla gulped, freeing her arm and moving on without saying a word.

"Teyla, he said he is fine."

Teyla turned glaring at Rodney.

Rodney shrugged, taking her look as a warning to not get involved. "Good luck. He was not in the mood to talk," he called after her, before turning around, going his way.

Teyla opened the door to John's quarters without caring if someone wondered how she did so without using the sensor or announcing her arrival. To her surprise he was nowhere to be seen. The door connecting their quarters stood open however, so she followed a hunch. She found John in front of her closet, a bag next to him. Though he seemed to be looking for something, Teyla could tell he didn't see a thing.

"John?"

John jerked and his hand flew to his face, obviously trying to cover his tears. Just once before she had seen him cry and that had been her fault. She quickly closed the distance between them, taking him in her arms.

John buried his face in her hair and neck.

A few days ago they had actually discussed going to Earth, so John could try and talk to his father. It seemed like fate had other ideas. After a while John took a deep breath. Teyla knew he was gathering his strength from her love.

"I don't know what to pack for you," he mumbled, freeing himself, before turning back to her closet and eyeing her clothes.

Teyla was glad John had not even asked if she wanted to come. He had just assumed she would and he was right.

Though not married on paper as John had stated, they were married at heart.

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XOXOXOXOXO

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John stared at his shoes deep in thoughts; though he was moved that Ronon had decided to come too, it complicated things. He wanted to tell Dave that Teyla was his wife, pregnant with his kid, but every excuse he thought of for Ronon sounded weak and fabricated.

"John?" Teyla's soft voice pulled him from his thoughts and he looked up at her.

"I talked to Ronon. We agreed that it would be best for only one of us accompany you."

"I hope you won," John mumbled, though he seemed clearly worried.

"Yes," Teyla smiled down at him touching his cheek. She bent over to rest her forehead against his, but

like so often lately her ever-growing belly got in the way, making her lose her balance.

John had already anticipated her sudden clumsiness and pulled her onto his lap. His hand travelled to rest above their son and he could feel him kick. He laid his head against her shoulder glad for a few moments of solitude with her.

He looked down at the black dress someone had given to her. It was tight-fitting at the top, but flowed freely over her swollen midsection to her knees. She also wore a small jacket since the dress had spaghetti straps.

"You look beautiful," he said in a soft voice and she felt him rummaging in his pants. After a moment he held a small box in front of her. "I haven't forgotten," he stated. "I got this form my vault here at the SGC."

Teyla looked at the box, confused.

"It may not fit," he continued. "My mom gave it to me to give to the woman I decided I want to spent my life with. It belonged to my grandmother and as far as I know to her mother, I know it's old, but I thought you might like it anyway."

Though Teyla didn't really understand what John was telling her, she got the meaning. John opened the box.

Teyla could not help gasping, her hand shooting to the box.

Teyla had never thought about jewelry, but she just loved the ring. The band was silver, and though it was pretty broad, small oval and triangular holes made it seem almost fragile. The top side was broader and a lonely, small pink pearl adorned it.

John let Teyla hold the box while he loosened the ring, taking it out to slip it over her left ring finger. It was a little tight, but Teyla was sure that as soon as the baby was born and she had lost the extra weight it would fit perfectly.

She grabbed his chin and tilted John's head to her. "Thank you. It is perfect." She placed a kiss on John's mouth; before the kiss could deepen further a noise from outside the changing room separated the two.

John bent down again to finish tying his shoes.

"What's Ronon going to do?"

"General Landry asked him to train a batch of new recruits, since 'T'ealc?'" she said the name as a question, "is off world."

"Good to know," John looked up, seeing Ronon enter the room. "Hey Chewy, you okay staying here?"

Ronon grinned "Landry asked me to beat up their marines."

John grimaced, but refrained from commenting. Ronon had come all this way; it was just right he had some fun too.

He stood up, moving to Teyla's side.

"Okay Chewy, have fun. We'll see you later."

"Cool," Ronon said, grinning ear to ear.

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XOXOXOXOX

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John stepped around the car fidgeting. He couldn't wait to feel Teyla's hand back in his. Here no one knew them. Here they didn't have to keep a secret. John could hold her hand and draw his strength from her presence and no one would wonder.

There were already many people in the lawn.

Despite the fact that the Apollo had beamed them to the closest Military base they were a little late. Usually the drive wouldn't have taken more than two and a half hours, but John had worried for Teyla, so he had made several stops along the way. Giving her time to use the facilities, rest or stretch her legs.

He lifted his left hand to open the door for Teyla, his eyes falling to the ring.

To pass the time and distract John from where they were going, Teyla had asked a lot of questions about her ring and the tradition of wedding rings on earth. In the end, both had agreed on getting a ring for John too before heading back home.

Their last stop had been in a small town thirty minutes ago. On their short walk, they had stumbled across a small jewelry store. In the window they had seen the perfect ring for John, a simple band the same color as Teyla's ring.

John opened the door and helped Teyla out. They walked to the house, hand in hand.

Teyla was stunned. John had told her about his family and the wealth he had grown up with before, but seeing it was completely different than hearing about it.

Teyla registered a tall blond man walking in their direction. In reflex John's grip on her hand tightened. Teyla assumed that the man had to be Dave.

"John," the man greeted looking at her.

"Dave." John let go of Teyla's hand, extending it to meet Dave's.

"I wasn't sure you gonna make it," Dave stated. "It's good to see you."

Both men kept their distance and John took hold of Teyla's hand again, pulling her close. Dave heaved a sigh before resuming his monologue, not giving John time to say something or introduce her. Though the words were not spoken in an unkind manner, Teyla could read the unspoken accusation in the subtext.

"I contacted your unit commander at Peterson, but sometimes these messages don't seem to reach you."

Teyla felt John stiffen, she squeezed his hand and he relaxed slightly.

"Well, I came as soon as I heard," John replied. There was a short, uncomfortable pause and Dave's gaze once more travelled to Teyla.

"Uhm, yeah, this is Teyla."

"Teyla, this is Dave, my brother."

"I am honored to meet you." Teyla said extending her free right hand. "I am sorry for you loss."

"Pleasure," was the short reply.

"You two, uh, work together," there was a short pause as Dave's gaze once more travelled over Teyla and then to their clasped hands, "in the Air Force?"

"Teyla works as ambassador, though she is on my team." John looked at Teyla and their gaze met, before he looked back at Dave. "But mostly she's my wife."

"Your wife?" Dave was obviously shocked, his gaze travelling again over Teyla and then to John's left hand.

"You're married and expecting a baby?" Though Teyla had just met Dave she could hear the anger swinging in his voice.

"Yes," John answered shortly.

"Right," Dave replied, reigning himself in. "Anyway, John, I think we should probably talk."

John grimaced looking down. Teyla squeezed his hand again so he started to nod looking up again, "Yeah."

"I'll catch up with you later."

John nodded again and Dave turned around leaving the two without another word.

After a moment John unfroze. He looked at Teyla and she understood that he wasn't in the mood to talk. So they walked up to the house in silence.

John led Teyla to a double door leading inside; she could see a coffin surrounded by flowers and a picture that obviously showed John's father. There were people inside so she and John waited outside the door for them to leave. John kept Teyla close.

"Do you wish me to wait outside?" she asked after a moment.

John looked up to her, his face stricken. He didn't know what to do. Teyla had seen him being emotional before, but somehow he had the feeling this was something he had to do on his own. Teyla seemed to sense his indecision.

He took in the now empty room.

"I'll stay right here; just call me if you want me to come inside." John nodded, finally letting go of Teyla's hand, stepping inside the room, alone.

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XOXOXOXOXO

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"You're hungry?" John asked quietly, bending down to Teyla.

Teyla shook her head. "I would prefer to walk a bit," Teyla admitted after a moment. She was tired and moving would help her feeling a little more awake.

John nodded, pulling her from her seat. John steered her in the direction of the stables telling her a little more about his love for horses, riding and growing up here.

John seemed more comfortable away from the people. They pause at the fence and watched the horses. Teyla standing in John's embrace, his hand resting on her stomach.

Teyla looked back to the house, spying a woman watching them; she started to walk in their direction. Teyla waited a moment, but when there was no mistaking about the woman's destination, she decided to inform John.

"There is a woman walking in our direction."

John inconspicuously looked in the direction Teyla pointed out; he quickly turned back, groaning.

"That's Nancy," John said grimacing.

"Oh," Teyla said, her hand resting against his chest. "It is fine, John," she soothed. John took hold of Teyla's hand and both turned around.

"Hi, John," the woman greeted still being a few feet away.

"Nancy," he paused looking at Teyla a little helplessly. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Instead of replying the woman stepped into John's personal space. John stiffened when she grabbed his shoulders and pressed herself to him, her cheek to his, forcing Teyla to take a step away. "I'm very sorry," she said stepping back again.

John clutched at Teyla's hand and as soon as the woman let go, pulled her flush to his side and a little in front of him.

For a moment he was speechless.

"Ahm, Nancy, Teyla my wife. Teyla, Nancy," he introduced clearly uncomfortable.

Finally Nancy turned to Teyla, her eyes widening for a moment. "Nice to meet you," she said offering her hand.

Teyla tilted her head while taking her offered hand. To do that she had to let go of John's hand; his arm immediately curled around her back, his hand coming to rest on her waist on the left side. He was using her as a shield, but Teyla did not mind.

"How long are you here?" he fired another awkward question at her. Teyla could tell he wanted her gone. She hoped the other woman did not take offence, but from her reaction she seemed to expect John's behavior.

"Just for today; I have to be in Washington tomorrow so …"

"You're still with Homeland Security?"

"I just got promoted. I'm a director now."

"Congratulations." There was a moment of awkward silence.

"How's Greg?"

"Grant."

"Grant."

"He would have come, but he is tying a case in Phoenix."

"Sounds like he's doing well."

"Yeah, he is, ah he is, yeah he's doing well." There was another pause and Nancy was looking at Teyla again. "I guess you're doing well, too."

John too looked at Teyla and his free hand unconsciously travelled to her stomach. He couldn't help but smile when he felt his son kick under his palm.

"Congratulations," Nancy said, more to Teyla now than John who was looking at Teyla's stomach. "When are you due?"

"Ten weeks," John fired so fast there was no mistaking how happy he was. Teyla however was watching Nancy and didn't miss the hurt cross the woman's face.

"You're still in the Air Force?" she asked further, still looking at John.

"He is the Military commander of the base we live on. I used to work with John, though I am not in the Air Force," Teyla answered, feeling the need to show the woman just how proud she was of John. "There is no need for John to stop doing what he loves, just because we are expecting a child."

Nancy's head snapped to Teyla again. Teyla knew it was a low blow, but her hormones played havoc with her emotions again and right now she didn't like the woman that much. She was not jealous though; secure in John's love for her. But the woman had hurt John and Teyla felt the urge to protect him and show her how well he was doing.

"You knew your dad was always very good to me," Nancy said, concentrating back on John. John shifted, looking up at Nancy again without moving his hands from Teyla, almost embracing her again.

"Well, in his mind, marrying you was probably the best thing I ever did," he quipped.

"Okay," Nancy said through her teeth, obviously taking John's words as a compliment. "Well it's good to see you again, John."

Teyla bit her lip, knowing the truth behind John's word. It was his father's opinion, not John's.

"Take care of yourself," Nancy added, turning to Teyla. "It was nice to meet you."

"Thank you, I too am glad to meet an old friend of John's," Teyla couldn't help firing another jab at John's ex-wife.

She watched the woman go, while John rested his head against hers, obviously emotionally drained.

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XOXOXOXOXO

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Teyla watched John talk to his brother. He had asked her to go on while explaining things. But she knew that whatever was said was hurting John. She looked in the rearview mirror at the woman who was responsible for the new fissure in his relationship to his family.

"I'm very sorry, but I really need your help," she said. From the look on her face, Teyla could tell that she meant it.

She sighed. "There is never a good time for certain things."

She looked at John, but he was still talking to Dave.

"I do have to ask you for a favor," Teyla turned as good as she could to look at the woman. "I assume you have watched me and the Colonel today."

"You are a cute couple."

Teyla cringed. "Please do not speak to anyone about what has been between us."

The woman looked from Teyla to John then back, realization dawning in her eyes. "I won't, I promise."

Teyla nodded and turned around just in time for John to miss the exchange between the two women. It was one worry she could keep from him.

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XOXOXOXOXO

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"John, we could do this another time," Teyla said, watching John pulling his shirt over his head. She got up, assisting him when his face contorted in another pained grimace.

"No," he grounded out between clenched teeth. "There is no telling when we'll be able to get back to Earth again. I want to talk to Dave and I want to make sure that we are actually married, before our son is born." His voice was a little breathless and Teyla started to wonder if his ribs really were just bruised.

"Maybe you could speak to General Landry and spend your sick leave on Earth."

"I'm not on sick leave," John stated.

"What? But Dr. Lam examined you," she said. "I do not understand."

She watched John's expression turn guilty.

"You did not tell her about your ribs," she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

John's expression changed again and Teyla groaned inwardly. She hated this look on him, the one he looked especially sad with. Puppy dog look Jennifer had once called it. She never could deny him anything if he looked at her like that and he knew it.

"I promise, Teyla, that I'll let her check me out as soon as we are back at the SGC."

Teyla huffed, unsure. Now that she knew he had not been examined, she worried that he was hurt worse. Just a day had passed and there was no telling what could really be wrong with him. His gaze intensified and with a sigh she let her arms drop in defeat.

"I love you, Teyla, thank you!"

"Do not let me regret my decision!"

"If you have the feeling that something is off, you can call the SGC," John said, handing Teyla his cell as a peace offer.

They packed their bags and John made the call to the Apollo to beam their things back to the SGC, before leaving the hotel room they had spent the night in.

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XOXOXOXOXO

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Teyla paced the little waiting room. She should not have agreed to this. She should have put her foot down this morning and demanded from John to see Dr. Lam.

She had had a bad feeling from the beginning. In the morning light his torso had looked awful and he had been in enough pain to make her worry.

Her mind wandered back on the events of the day.

Leaving the hotel, John had told the cab driver to bring them to a small chapel where they had exchanged their wedding vows and become officially married after signing several papers.

John had fixed all the legal necessities yesterday. Luckily, Teyla had gotten papers from the SGC to travel on Earth which had made it easy for them to get a license.

The ceremony had been simple, but sweet and the words the pastor had spoken were very fitting. As they had needed a witness, the wife of the pastor as well as his oldest daughter had been present too. After thanking the family, John had called another cab and they had driven to Dave's house again.

Luckily he had agreed to let them in and talk to them.

They had settled in the den. There had been a moment of silence before John had started to speak. To her surprise the words had just flown from his mouth. But now she realized that he might have been influenced by his deteriorating condition. He had gotten paler by the minute and grown restless and uncomfortable.

His hand ever so often traveling to his ribcage, Teyla hadn't been the only one to notice and at one point Dave had asked if John had been hurt somehow.

John's explanation of being just a bit sore after being bounced around a little while working, combined with his typical I'm fine, hadn't flown with the older Sheppard either, and in the end Dave had insisted on calling his family doc to take a look at his little brother.

While listening to the two brother talk, Teyla started to understand that John and his brother would probably never be best friends. They were just too different. She felt bad for Dave as she felt he didn't want to see the great man John was. In his eyes only wealth and social position counted, something John cared very little about.

She wisely kept her opinion to herself not wanting to anger the older Sheppard.

Suddenly John had felt so bad, he needed to lie down. By the time the doc had come he had been barely responsive. Teyla had wanted to call the SGC, but the doc had already called an ambulance.

On the way to the hospital Teyla, being John's wife, had been allowed to ride in the ambulance with him. She had taken the time to call the SGC and take control of the situation.

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Teyla looked around the empty room. Right now, Dr. Lam was performing emergency surgery on the man she loved and once more she had to hide behind the mask of only being his teammate and friend.

When the medic had called her Mrs. Sheppard in front of Lam she had been horrified, but in a quiet moment Dr. Lam had congratulated her on her quick thinking, to tell them she was John's wife as this way she was the one who had power of attorney.

The door opened and Dave entered the room holding a cup of coffee. He looked unhappy.

"You should have let me call our family surgeon. He is the best in the area. I don't understand why you don't tell him to quit, he could have died."

Teyla wasn't intimidated or fazed by the tone in Dave's voice. She knew he was only worried for his little brother and didn't know how else to react.

"I would never do that to John. He believes in what he does and so do I."

"You are willing to raise your kid alone while John plays soldier out there?"

Teyla could not help being angered by Dave's words. This time however, she decided to voice her opinion, fed up with the attitude of the older Sheppard. She loved John unconditionally and she cared for his wellbeing in every aspect of his life. Dave certainly loved John too, but in his twisted kind of way he only saw it as a duty.

"John is a wonderful husband and he will be a wonderful father," she stated looking at Dave. "Many people look up to him and respect him for his work. He is willing to give so much. He is not playing soldier as you said and mostly I am with him out there. He is fighting for a better world. He is fighting for me, for our son and even if you are not willing to see it, for you. I know John loves us more than anything in this world and will do everything in his power to always come back."

Dave looked taken aback, but Teyla wasn't done yet.

"Without John, many people would have died over the last years. I would have died. What he does matters; I hope one day you will see the man John is and not the one you think he should be."

Dave blushed and Teyla felt good for voicing her opinion. The Sheppard men were stubborn, but smart too and at least John was able to learn from his mistakes. She hoped Dave was too.

Teyla settled down and after a while Dave started to talk to her again, asking questions about his brother, trying to understand the man he had become. Teyla was glad her little speech hadn't put a crack in the newly found truce.

The two were so immersed in their discussion they didn't realize Dr. Lam arrive. Dr. Lam cleared her throat to get Teyla's attention.

"No need to get up, Teyla," she told the pregnant woman.

"Is John alright?"

"Yes, he had a small tear in his spleen, we had to repair."

Teyla huffed relieved, unconsciously taking Dave's hand in hers, smiling at him.

"He will need to take it easy for a few days, but you two will be able to leave as planned."

"Can I see John?" she asked immediately.

"He is in recovery at the moment and only medical personnel are allowed there, but as soon as he wakes we will transfer him to Peterson, you can sit with him then."

"I cannot sit with him now?" she asked once more. Jennifer and Carson always let at least one of the team sit with the injured teammate. "I do not like the thought of John waking in an unknown environment, alone."

Dr. Lam sighed; she actually wanted Teyla to rest a bit too. "Okay, I'll see what I can do."

Teyla inclined her head, still not really happy. "Thank you."

Ten minutes later, Teyla and Dave sat on either side of John's bed waiting for him to wake.

Dr. Lam had arranged for Teyla to get a comfortable chair from the maternity ward that could be reclined. It would take a while before the Colonel would wake.

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John groaned, not because he hurt, but because he had promised Teyla he was alright, but from the smell and sounds around him, he could tell he was in a hospital room.

He felt Teyla's warm hand in his and kept his eyes closed, waiting for the fog to clear a little more. When his chest started to hurt he peeled his sticky eyes open.

Relief flooded him when he found Teyla sleeping in a comfortable chair next to him.

"Sorry," he croaked quietly knowing he would have to apologize again later.

"I hope you are. You have quite a woman there."

John's head snapped around surprised at hearing his brother's whispered voice. Oh, right they had been talking and he had been in his house. Instead of the anger he would've expected, he just saw relief in his brother's face.

"Sorry," he said again, this time to his brother.

Dave shook his head. He looked at Teyla before he looked at John.

"Things happen. Listen, we don't have much time. The doc said to get her when you woke and also that they were shipping you back to Peterson as soon as you were awake."

John nodded his understanding.

"I talked to Teyla, or better said, she talked to me. I hope that you will be able to come back in the future so we can meet again and really get over this," he paused, taking another breath. "Teyla promised me to stay in contact."

"Okay," John said, wondering what Teyla had said to Dave.

"Take care little brother and make sure you keep your wife happy. I'm glad you found her."

"Me too," John mumbled sleepily, looking at Teyla. "Thanks Dave, we will keep in touch."

Dave nodded relieved. He still worried for John, even though his brother had been a stranger to him for many years. Talking with Teyla, Dave had started to understand that he and his father had been the greater part of the problem. John had found a family, one that accepted him the way he was. He hoped he too could learn that.

When he got up, Teyla startled awake.

"I'm getting the doc," Dave said to her, and her gaze snapped away to John.

His little brother had turned his face to his wife and was smiling groggily at her.

Dave paused at the door to watch the two interact. Teyla sat up and wriggled to the edge of her chair so she could bend over to John. Her hand travelled to his forehead, where she pushed his hair away, before moving on to his cheek.

She was whispering to him all the time. He could see the love flow between these two and knew of the influence the petite woman had on his little brother. He was stunned - she was the one person that could made John quit the military and come home and was the one that wasn't willing to do a damn thing about it.

She had told him that she hope he would learn to accept the man John was, because that was what she did, she loved Lt. Colonel John Sheppard, Air Force pilot and secret ops participant.

He opened the door and slipped out.

He was barely home when Teyla called to tell him that they would be moving back to their home base and that she would send a message from there, but that it may take a while. There would be a future for them and it didn't involve lawyers as Dave had anticipated.

He looked at the letter John had given him, written by an Air Force lawyer stating that John waived his rights. He slowly started to rip the letter apart. Not even Dave knew exactly what had transpired, between John and their father, but his father had been sorry and it had pained him to see his father hurt. He had cursed John for being selfish and not coming back sooner.

Now he started to understand that not only their father had suffered, but John too. The good thing was that even if their father was dead, he could still do something to repair their relationship.

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Teyla sat next to John. The infirmary in the SGC was depressing with its grey walls; she would rather have him in the hospital close to Dave again. This way his brother could at least have visited and they could have spent more time together.

She looked at John, sleeping peacefully. He had woken earlier, confused and in pain. He had told her about a dream he had had and when Teyla had told him it hadn't been a dream a single tear had slipped down his cheek.

Teyla had quickly wiped it away, while once more whispering soothing words in John's ear. She was pretty sure Dave had started to understand and that they would hear more from each other in the future.

After another dose of pain meds he had quickly fallen asleep again.

Now she waited for them to be shipped back home, so Jennifer could take care of John.

Despite everything that had happened Teyla was glad they had come to Earth and not only because they finally had gotten married.

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