Becket's accent may seem a little thick at times, but I'm using an online program to translate clear English into 'Geordie', the closet I can find to a Scottish accent.
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Life Goes On
Part 8: The long haul

Chloe woke slowly, her mind still fogged by sleep as she became aware of the fact that she was alone in a strange bed. She opened here eyes a fraction, the subdued lighting making it hard to see at first, but she caught a glimpse of golden hair sprawled across her left arm. She went to run a finger through the hair, to see if Sam was awake, when she saw the IV line attached just above her wrist.

"Ah see you're awake." Becket's soft voice came from the other side of the room, and the Scottish doctor made his way over with a warm smile on his face, "I'd let hor sleep if Ah were you: she's been through a lot, yee both hev."

"What happened?" Chloe asked, still a little drowsy, "The last thing I remember is being caught in some kind of force-field and a bright light..."

"We're still not sure exactly what happened; young Mr Kent is still gannin ower the tapes te see if he can decipher owt" Becket stood at the young reporter's bedside, holding his clipboard behind his back with both hands, "But wor tests hev proven tha there are ne apparent long term effects tha yee need te be worried aboot, as such..."

"What aren't you telling me?" Chloe asked, "I'm a journalism student, remember: I know when someone's lying to me."

"Our tests have shown that you're pregnant..." Becket started to explain, bringing his clipboard round.

"Pregnant?" Chloe sat up, waking Sam, "How? I've only ever been with a guy once, and that was years ago..."

"Chloe?" Sam looked up, a smile lighting up her face, "Are you ok?"

"Ok?" Chloe blinked, having a hard time taking all the information in, "I've just been told that I might be carrying the Second Coming of Jesus Christ, and you ask me if I'm ok?"

"This is far frem an immaculate conception." Becket did his best to sound reassuring, "It seems tha the device yee were both caught it wez port of some keind of Kryptonian genetics lab, far more advanced than owt on Earth..."

"So I'm pregnant with a Kryptonian child?" Chloe asked, eyes darting around in desperation, hoping that it was all some kind of joke.

"No; you're pregnant with my child." Sam took her partners hand and squeezed it gently, "And I seem to be carrying yours."

"Dr Carter's right: the device took yer DNA an implanted it in hor , while deein the same wi hor DNA an yee." Becket handed over his clipboard, hoping that the young reporter would be able to understand the test results, "If it wasn't fre the fact tha yee were both in the fertile period of yer cycle, it wouldn't hev had any effect."

"So I'm pregnant, and Sam's the, what," Chloe looked up from the paperwork, "father? Co-mother?"

"There isn't any real term fre this: there haven't been any recorded occurrences, at least none tha I've heard of." Becket shrugged, "The tests show ne abnormal DNA, an so there is an extremely high chance tha both foetuses will grow up te be perfectly healthy little lasses."

"Girls?" Chloe and Sam asked at the same time.

"Wi ne Y-chromosomes in the equation, there is ne way tha they can be owt but female." Becket explained, "Ah knaa this is a lot fre yee both te tyek in, so I'll gis yee some time alain. If yee hev any questions, I'll be in me office. This is gunna be a git, interesting, case te write up: the forst non-Athosian pregnancy I've dealt wi since arrive in Atlantis..."

"Well?" Sam asked as soon as the MD was out of earshot, "What do you think?"

"Think?" Chloe asked with a slight smile, "About the fact that I'm pregnant with my lesbian life-partner's child? I'm not sure what to think."

"Well, I gave it a lot of thought last night." Sam took a deep breath, "I'm keeping mine. I always wanted children, but my career always got in the way, and while I couldn't love Cassie any more if she was my own daughter..."

"You still want one of your own." Chloe nodded, "I understand, I do; I always thought I'd have kids some day, but just not so young. I always thought that my career would come first."

"So..." Sam nodded, "What about you?"

"I...I'm going to keep mine too." Chloe nodded, her face resolved, "While I'm not against abortion per-say, this is probably going to be my only chance to have a child with the person I want to spend the rest of my life with."

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"As strange as this sound, I'm going to be sorry to see you go." Weir stood at the bottom of the now repaired steps, "Are you sure I can't convince you to stay? Or could I at least interest you in a summer internship?"

"Sorry, but I have collage and other commitments." Clark shook his head, "But if you ever find another, you know, just give me a call and I'll come and help you deal with it."

"Believe me, we will." Weir offered a hand, "Good luck, Mr Kent."

"Thank you." The young Kryptonian shook the offered hand, "Same to you."

"Chevron eight encoded!" McKay called from the control room as the wormhole burst into the room, "G.D.O. sent and confirmed."

"Bye!" Clark waved to everyone, and then ran through the gate as fast as he could; minimizing the time they had to keep he wormhole open.

"Well, that's him sorted." Weir turned to face the other visitors, "What about you two?"

"Dr Becket couldn't guaranty one way or the other how a wormhole might affect us." Sam smiled, holding Chloe's hand, "So it looks like we have to wait for the Daedalus to leave for Earth in two days time."

"Three weeks on a spaceship that I can't tell anyone about when I get back home." Chloe sighed, "What fun..."

"Well, I had a word with Colonel Caldwell," Sam had a dangerous looking smile on her face, "and I guess I'm just kind of old fashioned when it comes to some thing."

"What thing?" Chloe asked, "Sam, you know I don't like it when you plot behind my back..."

"Trust me; I think I know what I'm doing." Sam took hold of both of her partner's hands and got down on one knee, "Chloe Sullivan, will you marry me?"

Chloe's mouth opened and closed a few times without any sound coming out as she looked down with her eyes open wide in shock.

"Lost for words?" Sam grinned, "That has to be a first."

McKay walked over and stood behind Weir, a look of amusement in his eyes, "Well, it's not very often you see something truly unexpected in this job."

"Yes..." Chloe nodded, tears starting to stream down her face, "Yes...I will marry you."

To Be Continued...

If you didn't like it, then so be it: it was my story to write and time to waste, not yours.

Heather: Lex is only a side character in this story. He probably won't even make another appearance, beyond maybe a passing mention. Good or evil? Maybe not as bad as he was in season 5, but still Evil Bastard #1 as far as the future holds...