Ok, so Lydia was right and the questioning wasn't like an execution, but it came pretty close. At least it cleared up any doubt that is was someone on the command staff.

I think.

It was hard to tell from Woolsey's expression, the man must be great at poker.

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I'm relaxing in my room, reading when the chime sounds. Wondering who it is I get up and walk towards the door. When it opens I see that it's Lydia.

"Hey can I come in?" she asks.

"Sure." I reply, stepping back.

"What's up?"

"Just wanted to see how you were."

"Uh-huh." I say; not totally convinced that that was the real reason. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just...I got my orders. I'm heading back to the SGC when the Daedalus leaves next week; Crysta as well. "

"Really? That's great." I say while thinking that I'm gonna miss them.

Lydia shrugs her shoulders and says, "I guess. It'd be good to actually see land again."

"Yea." I say, smiling. "We'll have to get together when I get back."

Lydia gives me a confused look, "I thought you were staying."

"Like they're gonna let me stay."

"Hey you never know."

"Whatever."

"Can I ask you something?" Lydia asks, suddenly uncomfortable.

"Sure, ask away."

"Are you gonna tell Logan?"

I'm silent for a few minutes, thinking. "Wasn't planning on it."

"Why?"

I hesitate, wondering if I should tell Lydia what I've been considering.

"Come on women, spill."

"Well..." I hesitate.

"Out with it!"

"I've been considering getting rid of it. So if I do-" The next thing I know my cheek is stinging and Lydia's face is tinged red with anger.

"Ow, what was that for?" I ask, gently touching my cheek.

"I was trying to knock some sense into to you." She replies. "What the hell are you thinking? Why even consider it?"

"Because I didn't want this, my life was going fine until this happened."

"Still, how could you? You should be glad that this is happening. There are plenty of people who can't conceive."

I'm silent, not sure how to respond. Then it dawns on me why Lydia reacted like she did. "Oh God," I say, feeling horrible. "Lydia...I'm sorry...I feel like such an ass for saying something like that. I had no idea."

"What?" Lydia asks, eyebrows furrowing. Then it clicks, "Oh, please. I'm just saying that there are people who have a hard time or just can't. She sighs and looks at me, "Just promise me that you'll keep the baby and if you still don't want it when the time comes, give it up for adoption."

I shake my head, "I'm not promising anything."

"Just think about it then, ok?"

"If it'll get you off my back." I say.

Lydia just shakes her head, gives me a quick hug, and says, "I need to finish packing, I'll see you later alright?"

"Yea." I say somewhat distracted, my mind elsewhere. After Lydia leaves I can't help but think about our conversation.

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I walk onto the balcony and up to the railing where I lean up against it and stare out at the water. I breathe in the fresh air and sigh, this is the first time all day that I haven't felt like I was going to hurl.

The Daedalus left two days ago and with it Woolsey as well as Logan, Lydia, and Crysta. I made promises with Lydia and Crysta to keep in touch but I don't know if we really will.

And as for Logan...well we avoided each other all together. Although I'll admit that I can't seem to get him out of my mind ever since we last fought.

So now here I am, still on Atlantis for the time being waiting to hear if I'm staying or not.

Maybe if I do end up staying and keep the baby, I'll write him to let him know. Maybe.

"You're up late." I hear, bringing me back to reality.

I turn around and see that it's Evan. Faintly smiling, I reply, "So are you."

"I'm working, what's your excuse?"

"Couldn't sleep. Apparently when you're pregnant you become an insomniac."

"Really?" Evan asks with some degree of surprise in his voice, my use of sarcasm lost on him.

I shrug my shoulders and say, "Got me."

"Oh."

We stand in silence for a while until Evan says, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I turn around to face the railing again and shrug my shoulders. "I don't know, I guess that I was scared."

"Why?"

"Why do you think? It's not exactly like I planned this to happen." I snap. "You think I wanted this to happen? My life was going just fine thank you very much."

"I thought we were friends." Evan says his voice calm.

"We are, and so are Lydia, Alex, and Crysta. If you remember I didn't exactly tell them either."

"What about Logan? Does he know?"

I shake my head saying, "No."

"Why not?"

"Just…because."

"You should have told him."

"Why?" I ask, wondering why he's suddenly telling me what I should've/not done.

"Because then this whole mess would've been straightened out from the beginning and the IOA wouldn't have gotten involved."

"Oh, so you're saying that I should have told him so your precious Senior Staff didn't get asked if they banged the nanny?" I snort. "I should've told them that I got pregnant from a one-night stand with someone who's heir to the biggest government contract in the U.S. Yea, that would've gone over great. Might as well just add the word 'gold digger' to the list of names people are calling me. You want to know why I didn't tell the IOA? Because I didn't want him to lose his job. He loves what he does and if I told them what do you think would've happened? He would've lost it so fast that he wouldn't of known what to think. That's why. And you don't need to be telling me what to do."

"I was just trying to help." Evan snaps.

"Well don't. I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself." I retort back.

"I can see that." He calls out as he walks back into Atlantis.

I stay on the balcony for a while longer, fuming over the entire situation. Part of me feels horrible for saying those things, I had no right to. Evan was only trying to help and I just made it worse.

Maybe Aaron was right and I push people away so I don't have to deal with what I might actually feel for them.

I guess that I do still feel something for Logan. But what does it matter, anyways? He's gone and I'll never see him again.

Talk about burning bridges.

"Too little, too late as always Maxie." I think to myself as I stare out at the moon reflecting off of the water.

A/N: One/two more chapters to go. Standard discalimers apply and send your love for this chapter in the form of a review.