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"What have you done with my pills? I need them!"
As John shifted in his sleep induced stupor he reached his arm out expecting to find his wife, yet was meet with cold sheets and an empty space. Moving a little, he rolled on his back and listened to see if he could hear where she was. His half awake brain picked up draws and cupboards being open and shut, furniture being moved and the sound of his wife getting more and more exasperated when she couldn't find what she was looking for. Using his arms, he pushed himself up on the bed and sat against the headboard. Blinking against the sun as it streamed through the window, he rubbed the sleep out his eyes and scanned the room. Picking his watch up he saw it was still early, as in he should still be asleep and so should his wife. As he heard her continue her search he tried to think what the hell she could be looking for this time in the morning. His brain took a few seconds to fire on all thrusters before it hit him. He had almost forgotten about his little misdemeanour, it had been a week ago and things had been a little hectic in that short space of time. Sitting up a little more he tried to school his features, knowing she would come out and ask him and he would have to play it to perfection. He heard her slam one more door before she was walking towards the bed, her eyes trying to lock with his as she neared him. Time was up, he was either going to be making a visit to the infirmary in the next half an hour or he would be a busy man for the next few weeks.
"John, what have you done with my pills? I need them!" Watching as his wife stopped at the foot of the bed and her eyes finally made contact with his.
"What makes you think I have done anything with them?" Keeping his face as neutral as possible.
"Well, there not where they're supposed to be so that only leaves you. Hand them over and I won't think of maiming you, of worse killing you." Her hands resting on her hips and her eyebrow now somewhere in her hairline.
"Now Elizabeth, is that any way to talk to your husband. The man who would walk through hell for you loves you more than he has loved anything in his life and would die to protect you." Trying his best-wounded puppy face as he kicked the blankets off and crawled on all fours down the bed towards her.
"Not going to work mister, give them back and I will let you leave the city to go play sometime this week. Keep them from me and you will be grounded till I find a better punishment." Glaring at him as she spoke.
"Oh no, Dr. Weir stays out the bedroom. This is you and me Elizabeth, not boss and 2IC or even military leader." Reaching out and snaking his arms around her waist as he kneeled in front of her on the bed.
"Fine then, I hear the couch can be comfortable to sleep on, permanently." Trying to remove his arms from her waist as she spoke.
"How can you tell me you going to banish me from our marital bed when you're dressed like that?" Letting his fingers skim over the material of her camisole as he gathered it up in his hands.
Not wanting to give her time to stop him and alter his plan he made quick work of working the material up until he could brush his little fingers on the bare skin of her hips. Moving his hands fast, he slid them under the bunched up material and rested them on her hips, his hands moving south as he explored her body. When his fingers meet no resistance as the moved down her hips and around to her ass he couldn't help growl when he realised she had no panties on.
"That's not fair." Elizabeth hissed out as John's hands groped her uncovered ass, latching his lips onto the exposed skin on her collarbone.
John knew how to get Elizabeth just where he wanted her. As his hands moved back and forth over her ass he kissed all the skin he could reach on her chest, letting his tongue flick across the top of her exposed breasts. Soon she had her hands in his hair as she held his head against her chest, his mouth seeking out her breasts through the silky material. The fact his mouth was hot and wet against the material only made Elizabeth groan more as her body betrayed her and responded to John's mouth and hands. She was fast losing her battle as she felt John's hand pushed her camisole up her body and over her head, leaving her completely naked.
As John leaned back on the bed he brought Elizabeth with him, somehow turning them as they moved so she was laid out under him. Her eyes were now hooded and full of desire, her hands reaching out to pull John down to her as she kissed him. Their hands roamed each other's bodies, touching and caressing each till they were both coiled springs of desire, both wanting and needing the other to reach completion. As John moved between Elizabeth's thighs he cupped her face and kissed her gently.
"Lizabeth, before I move I need to know this is what you want. I didn't expect you to give in this easy. I know we talked about it, but I don't want you to feel pressured or this to be a one side dream." Feeling her hands still on his back as she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"John, when I worked out what you had done I was a little pissed. Yet as I searched I realised that the more I looked the more I didn't want to find them. The last four years have been the most amazing four years of my life, more so the last year as your wife. Two can play at this game, John. I knew when I asked you where my pill was you would try and seduce me, just like now." Looking down at the naked bodies. "I let you have your way John because the more I thought about the more I wanted it as well. So the answer to your question is yes John, yes I want this as much as you do. Not stop taking and let's get all hot and sweaty as we practise making baby Sheppard-Weir's." Bringing her legs up around his ass and locking them at her ankles.
Using her new hold on John she pulled her legs in towards her body, bring John's body and groin closer to hers. As John's erection brushed Elizabeth's centre she bucked her hips causing him to slide inside a little. That was all that was needed for John to follow the movement through and bury himself inside his wife. Stilling he looked down Elizabeth, her green eyes nearly black with passion.
"I love you, Elizabeth Sheppard-Weir, more than you ever know." Feeling his heart restrict at the sight of his wife under him.
"I love you too, John, and yes I do know how much because I feel the same for you." Bringing his head down and meeting him halfway as there lips meet and the bodies ground together.
The friction between them built as they moved together, their bodies and minds dancing the sweet dance of love till they both screamed the others name. John collapsed against Elizabeth, pinning her body under his as he lay sated and spent. Elizabeth wrapped him in her arms, cradling him against her while she still could. They had both made a commitment to try for a family and now they had started on the path there was no way she was turning back, just the thought of carrying John's child made her body tingle. John finally moved so he was lay on the bed, pulling Elizabeth to his chest as he settled. He was surprised his plan had worked, more so first time. On saying that Elizabeth had said the more, she thought about the more she felt it was right. As he lay with Elizabeth curled up in his chest, he couldn't help the smug grin that played on his face. They were trying for a baby, a piece of both of them combined, made out of pure unending devotion and love. The fun he was gonna havetrying was what made his smirk grow even bigger. Life was most definitely sweet.
He didn't understand what he'd done to her, but he would by the time she was finished.
Sitting on the bed with a bowl of popcorn on one side and a tall glass of beer on the nightstand, John was in heaven. He had asked Rodney to hook up a computer in the bedroom so he could watch his football tapes and any others he managed to acquire from Earth. He even had a get together in his bedroom a couple of weeks ago with the boys to watch the latest tape he had received. He had talked Elizabeth into a girly night with Teyla and whoever else they could round up, Jennifer Keller probably being one. No matter how much he loved Elizabeth she just didn't get the football, and he had tried so hard to persuade her. She got bored five minutes in and left him to watch it alone as she worked at the desk in the main living area. Since there wedding the had done some remodelling and turned two rooms into one, giving them space to be together but also apart if needed.
As he picked his glass up to take a drink he heard the door to their quarters swish open and then closed. He paused the game and waited for her to enter their bedroom when she couldn't find him in the rest of their room. He didn't have to wait long as she entered the room, shrugging her jacket off as came through the doorway. Looking her over from head to toe he let a small happy sigh, he never got tired of looking at her, more so now.
"Hey princess, how was your day? Haven't been working too hard have you? You really should consider starting to cut back on how much time you spend at that desk." Watching as she made her way to the bed and sat down.
When she didn't respond he shuffled down the bed a little and moved closer to her, placing his hand on her back as he sat behind her.
"Don't start John, if I want a lecture I can get one from Carson or Jennifer. I don't need you to have a go." Pulling her boots off and standing back up.
Brilliant, it was one of them nights. Time to shut up and button up before she blew and he slept on the couch for a week. He had already been there and done that a month ago and he do not want a repeat performance. Watching as she undid the button on his uniform pants and pushed them down her legs, stepped out of them when they hit the floor. He moved to get off the bed and pick them up for her, but she glared at him when she saw him move. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he saw her shift her feet, widening the gap between them before squatting down and picking the pants up. She dumped them in the laundry pile then pulled her red top up and over her head, it joined the laundry pile straight away. Now all she had on was a standard pair of full black panties and her black support bra. His brain was now creating images of his body pressed against hers from behind, his hands roaming her breasts as he moved inside her. If she knew the effect she was having on him she would no doubt cover herself up, not wanting to start anything when she was in a bad mood.
Staying sat on the bed, he watched as she made her way to the closet and pulled out a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants. He smiled when he saw the t-shirt was one of his USAF ones. She pulled on the clothes and left the bedroom, John just watching her walk away. Getting up he turned the game off but didn't go through to the living area, he sat back on the bed and picked at his popcorn. Drinking down half his reminding beer he put the glass back on the nightstand and pulled his hands up behind his head, his fingers locking under his head. As he lay looking at the ceiling he could her Elizabeth moving around in the other room, her mood seemed to be escalating by the sounds of things banging and her odd curse as she moved about. He did contemplate going through buyer knew it was best to let her blow off steam. He had just sat up and was about to scoop up a handful of popcorn when she appeared at the bedroom door, her eyes full of fire and her mood black.
"How can you just sit there and eat popcorn when there is still loads to do? If you caught up on some of them reports on your desk I wouldn't have to spend the day trying to chase up stuff that hadn't been completed or even started. I am sick of running around chasing heads of departments and heads of teams for reports to send to earth. What makes it worse is you're both John. " Her eyes boring into his skull as she ranted.
He didn't understand what he'd done to her, but he would by the time she was finished. He let her rant and rave about anything and everything, not really listening if he was honest. He knew when she started it was better to let her run herself flat before he offered comfort. He did catch snippets of its, most of time it was his own name but she did on the odd occasion add in Ronan and Rodney. She could understand Rodney, but he couldn't figure out what Ronan would do. She was pacing now back and forwards, back and forwards, her hands coming to rest on the small of her back as she moved. He saw her start to falter in her steady and even strides, her body slowly running out of steam.
"This is all your fault, John. How could I ever consider this to be a good idea I will never know. I should have foreseen the possible problems, it's my responsibility to do that." Stopping half way back to the bed and taking a shaking breath in.
Moving off the bed, he slowly made his way towards her, seeing her taking in ragged breaths as she fought for control. When he was in arm's reach he open his arms and was sent barrelling backwards as she impacted with his chest. Pulling her as close as he could he held her tight and stroked her hair as she sobbed against his shoulder. Elizabeth was a formidable woman to start with, she could fight her way out of any situation verbally. Yet add in pregnancy hormones to the mix and she was a walking volcano. Most of the time she was her normal self, yet there were days when all it took was a missing report or a waylaid team member for a meeting and all hell would ensure. He knew when it came down to it he would bear the brunt of her mood swings, him taking the blame for everything. As he stood holding her he wasn't bothered, as long as this was how they ended up he could deal with it.
When her sobbing had finally stopped and her tears stopped he dared move back a little so he could see her face. With big red blotchy eyes and a red nose she and never looked more cute and adorable in his opinion, and she was all his. Keeping a hold of her, he lead them to the bed and got her to sit down, helping her lift her legs up as she tried to shuffle about to get comfortable. When she was sitting with her back stuffed with pillows he climbed on his side of the bed and cuddled up beside her, his hand coming to rest on the very large bump that was the whole reason for her outburst.
"So you want to tell me what started all this in the first place?" Rubbing his hand up and down over there baby, feeling small kicks and thumps against his palm.
"Rodney and his million emails, Radick and his bickering with Rodney, team four coming back battered and bruised after being ambushed for their weapons and c4. Heartburn, sore back, not being able to get comfortable for long at my desk. Not being able to go kick ass with the planet that beat up one of my teams. Everyone watching me like I am about to exploded and asking me if I should be doing what I am doing. Need I go on with the never ending list of reasons why I hate today and want to kill someone?" Placing her hand beside his on the baby.
"Well to reply to something you said earlier, I will never regret my decision to help you make this little guy," "or girl," Elizabeth chipped in as they both smiled when they received a few well-timed kicks. "You and him," "or her," Elizabeth threw in again, "are the best thing that ever happened to me. We both knew that things would change drastically when you were pregnant and that's why I waited a while to mention it. This baby will be the talk of the city Elizabeth, he or she will be near enough royalty. Between your beauty and my brains we made one hell of a great kid in there." Rubbing his hand again over the baby as he felt there child respond.
"I know you're right John, I love this little one more than life itself but did he or she have to be so big? We still have 5 weeks left till I can possibly give birth safely and Carson and Jennifer are already threatening me with bed rest. I need to stay active as long as possible John, I may end up using them ancient weapons on someone if they confine me." Grinning an evil grin at the thought.
"Hey, don't you abuse the powers our child is sharing with you. That's one special little person with some awesome skills in there." Using his hand to move down and push her top up to expose the stretched and taut skin covering her bump.
"You're right there, a special little person with awesome skills just like there daddy." Reaching up to draw John faces to hers, kissing him as best as she could due to the way they were sitting.
The kiss started as a simple sweet endearment until Elizabeth's tongue moved along John's bottom lip seeking entry to his mouth. John could never say no so lips parted and a full out duelling session began, both John and Elizabeth fighting to dominate the others mouth. Breaking a part John pulled back to give them both some room.
"Time out here, this could get very heated fast and I am not sure we can manage much other than a heavy make out session." Patting the baby bump to make a point.
"John Sheppard, are trying to worm out of making love to your very hormonal, very emotional wife? If you are then you better hope that my hand doesn't seek revenge." Using her free hand to cup him through his pants.
"If your game then so I am, I will never ever so no to sex with you, no matter how big you get." Instantly regretting his words as Elizabeth squeezed him hard causing him to wince.
"Hey, I may need that again in the future. This baby may decide it wants a sibling at some point." Sliding his hand off the swell of her bump and downwards to stroke her through her sweatpants.
"Clothes of Sheppard, I want you naked now." Elizabeth groaned as she felt John's hand between her legs.
"Yes ma'am, only if you're naked as well." Moving too quickly to rid himself of his clothes.
When they were both naked John looked down at Elizabeth lying half-propped up on the bed. Pregnant or not, make up sex was so worth it.
"You came back!"
"Carson, well the hell is he? I am not doing this on my own." Elizabeth yelled as she looked at Carson.
"We have been in touch with them and he is supposed to be on his way back. Anyway love, you may not have any choice in doing this alone."Carson replied from the other side of the room.
"Supposed to be! What the hell does that mean? He's either coming back or he's not. I swear if he misses this you will end up with a roommate, permanently." Dropping back on the bed and trying to catch her breath.
"What do mean Rodney its time? Time for what? We're not due back for two days." John said as he looked at Ronon and Teyla.
"Sheppard, I am under orders. If you miss the birth of your kid then Elizabeth has said she will send me to the first wraith inhabited planet or ship and leave me there. Get your arse back to the jumper now John." Rodney bellowed into the earpiece.
"Oh hell, am on my way. Ronan, Teyla is time gotta run. Will send the jumper back for you both." Turning and running as fast as he could out the village and in the direction of the jumper.
He had never run so fast and so hard for so long without stopping in his life. Even in Iraq he hadn't run for so long without stopping. His lungs were burning, his eyes were streaming and he could hardly breath when he skidded to a halt inside the jumper. As soon as Rodney heard feet hitting the metal ramp he had the door shutting and the jumper lifting off. John doubled over with his hands resting on his knees, his breathing fast and ragged as Rodney aimed the jumper in the direction of the gate. John dropped into the seat next to Rodney, his breathing still rough and rapid. Looked at Rodney and out the window he was about to ask how long till the gate when the display popped up a don it mapped the route to the gate.
"I am going as fast as I can. I do now want to die Sheppard, and yes Elizabeth scares me, more so now than ever before." Rodney told the man sat next to him looking at his watch. "We'll do it, John, we will get you back in time, I hope." Looking at the screen to see how for was left.
John sat fidgeting with the Velcro on his pants, the safety button on his weapon, the zipper of his jacket and the pockets on his flak jacket. Rodney was getting distracted by the sounds and was about to tell him to stop when the gate came into view on the horizon. John kept his eyes locked on the gate, watching it slow lot drew nearer.
"Take your gear off before we go through, I will land in the gate room and you can get out," Rodney told John as John looked at his flak jacket and p-90 hanging from his chest.
"Good idea." As John stood up and dropped his sidearm and spare mags on the seats in the back of the jumper, removing his p-90 and flak jacket just as Rodney started to enter the gate address for Atlantis.
John had enough time to sit down after taking his field gear off before he saw Rodney send his IDC through. Within seconds, Rodney pushed the jumper forward and the gate room materialised outside the front window. The jumper wasn't on the ground when Rodney started to open the door, John practically jumping over the side as it wasn't opening fast enough.
"Good luck," Rodney yelled as he saw a black blur flash past the window.
"Clear the corridors, clear the way, coming through," John yelled as he ran full pelt through the city to the infirmary.
He had no idea who was shouting good luck as he passed them on the way, only voices and his blood pounding in his ear. He was going so fast he didn't stop in time for the door to the infirmary and over shot a few steps. Slamming his brakes on he grabbed the frame to steady himself. The next sound he heard was his name being yelled and Elizabeth scream. John ran again in the direction of his wife's scream as a gown was hastily pushed on him, rounding the corner and coming face to face with Carson and Jennifer at the foot of Elizabeth's bed.
"Lizabeth, am here. Oh, thank god I didn't miss it." Stopping at the head of the bed and reaching for Elizabeth's hand.
The only response he got was a long drawn out moan as Elizabeth tried to breath through a contraction. As the contraction eased Elizabeth flopped back against the bed, her face bright red and sweat running down her forehead and cheeks. John picked up the wet flannel and wiped Elizabeth's face and neck as she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"John, you came back. I thought, I thought...oh hell." She managed before another contraction ripped through her.
"Impeccable time Sheppard, Elizabeth listen to me it time to meet you, baby. When the next contraction starts remember what we practised, bear down and push. You ready for this?" Looking at Elizabeth as she made a grab for John's hand and held it in a death grip.
"Here it commmmessss," Elizabeth moaned as she did exactly what Carson had said, as the contraction started she gave it her and pushed.
"That's is Lizabeth, you doing so well. I can see, oh god, I can see the top of the head. Pant Liz, that's it, pant." Feeling her grip on his hand briefly as the contraction eased.
Within seconds, she was gripping tightly again as the next contraction came and she bore down, John whispering words of encouragement as she pushed.
"That's is Elizabeth. I have the head, now pant while I check her neck. That's it, ready again." Carson said as he used his hands to support the baby as Elizabeth gave another hard push. "Nearly down Elizabeth, that's it. One more big push and you can hold your baby." Looking at Elizabeth and then John.
John wasn't sure who to watch the most, Elizabeth giving it her all birthing his child or his child being born. His eyes jumping between the two until he heard Carson say this was it, the last push. Continuing to talk to Elizabeth as she put her all into the last push he looked down and watched as she finally did it, a screaming baby sliding out into Carson's hands.
"There we go, well done Elizabeth you have a daughter. John, care to do the honours?" Passing john a pair of scissors as he indicated where to cut.
John cut the baby's cord where Carson indicated and looked back at Elizabeth as Carson laid the baby on her chest. Elizabeth looked at John and then at the baby as she brought her hands up on either side of her holding her close. They both had identical grins on their faces as they both looked at the tiny baby on Elizabeth's chest, sporting a mop of dark hair just like her daddies.
"She so beautiful Lizabeth, just like her Mom. I am so proud of you, look at her. She's finally here and she's all ours." Sliding one arm around Elizabeth's shoulder and placing his other hand on his daughters back.
He wasn't bothered she was still all sticky and wet, she was his and he would die for her before he let anyone hurt her. John turned and placed a kiss to Elizabeth's temple, at the same time he whispered "I love you" so only she could hear. He watched out the corner of his eye as Carson finished up with Elizabeth and moved to bring over the infirmary cot.
"Let's get this little lady checked over and cleaned up. She will be back in no time most probably ready for her first feed. You get changed and comfortable and we will be back in no time, I promise." Scopping up the baby from Elizabeth's chest and placing her in the cot before whisking her away.
They both watched Carson until he disappeared out of site with their daughter. John pulled Elizabeth a little closer as she settled against his chest. John stroked Elizabeth's back as he kissed her head and hair.
"Maybe we should take Carson's advice and get you changed. Where's your bag?" Looking around the room.
"Under the bed I think," Elizabeth responded as she moved to sit up, wincing as she sat up fully.
"Try not to move to much, that's what I am here for. You did the hard part, now it's my turn to help as much as I." Reaching under the bed to pull out the bag.
Resting the bag at the foot of the bed, John opened it and started to pull out Elizabeth's clean nightwear and underwear. Just then Jennifer appeared with a bowl of water and a towel.
"Thought this might come in useful, can you two manage or you need some help?" Jennifer asked looking between Elizabeth and Elizabeth.
John looked at Elizabeth since it was her body after all.
"We can manage thanks." Smiling as Jennifer placed the bowl on the table and left them to it.
"Top or bottom first?" Looking between the underwear and the nightshirt.
"Top first then you can help me stand up to do the bottom. Not really something you need or want to help me with." Looking between John and the huge pair of panties he had in his hand.
"Fair point, arms up so we can get my shirt off you. Lucky I love you both, that's ruined now." Helping her out of one his dress shirts.
Throwing it on the chair he used the small wash cloth and water to wash Elizabeth's back and arms before passing her the towel. He rinsed the cloth and passed it Elizabeth so she could do her face and neck. Swapping again he waited till she passed him the towel back and left her to wash her chest and stomach. He saw her wince as she rubbed across her now very saggy stomach, trying to not show how much it bothered her as always. When she was all dry he passed her her bra and watched as she put it on, adjusting it till it was comfortable. Helping her into her night shirt he did up a few buttons leaving her to do the right amount up. Now came the fun part. With his help, Elizabeth managed to go from sitting to stand in one swift movement. John had scopped her off the bed and set her on her feet, keeping a tight ahold of her till she found her feet. Slowly he let go and waited till she seemed steady before taking a step back. Passing her panties to her, he turned around and started to pack away her dirty things, giving her some privacy as she dressed. He could hear her hiss and suck in a deep breath as she moved about but kept his back turned.
"Done, God that was hard work. I hurt in places I didn't know could hurt." Seeing John move to her side.
"Bed, little lady will be back any time now." Lifting Elizabeth up and placing her back in bed.
They and just finished up when they heard the squeak of wheels and Carson appeared pushing their daughter in her cot.
"Here we go, back with Mommy and Daddy little one. She is just as perfect as she looks. Passed her checks with flying colours and as we suspected has a very strong ATA gene just like her dad. So here we go, I will leave you to bond. If you need anything just shout. Do we have a name for little one so I can official register her?" Looking between the cot and John and Elizabeth.
"Ella Marie Sheppard-Weir" John beamed as he looked at his wife and then at his daughter.
"That's grand, I will make her birth official. Maybe one of you should think of doing the same." Looking between the city comm system and the baby.
"Thank you, Carson, for everything." Watching as Carson walked away and left them alone.
"You want to hold out daughter then?" John teased as he went around to the cot and gently lifted the baby up.
Cradling her against his chest he looked at her with a look of total awe and love on his face. Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat as he watched father and daughter bond. She had never seen this side of John as he looked at his daughter, the side that showed so much more than anyone ever got to see. She watched as he brought her up so he could kiss her tiny forehead, mumbling "Daddy loves you" against her skin. As he started to rest her against his chest she started to fuss.
"Time for Mommy." John laughed as he passed Elizabeth the baby.
Stepping back he watched as Elizabeth cradled her daughter and whispered to her, instantly soothing her. John's heart was fit to burst, he had the universe's most precious things he could ever want right in front of him. He watched as the baby opened her eyes and she blinked a few times against the light. John moved and settled in the edge of the bed, wrapping his arm around Elizabeth as she looked at Ella. As if on cue Ella started to fuss again. Looking at John then Ella she passed John the baby till she opened her nightshirt and bra. When she was ready John watched as she coaxed Ella to open her mouth so she could feed. John sat and watched as both Elizabeth and Ella settled in for their first feed and bonding session. Kissing Elizabeth hair he stood up and walked to the city-wide comm system. Looking at Elizabeth and the baby he smiled as he cleared his throat and flicked the system on.
"Can I have everyone attention, please. It's Colonel Sheppard here. I would just like to inform you all that at 16:54 Elizabeth gave birth to a very happy and healthy baby girl." Passing as he heard what sounded like an earthquake erupt through the city. "Both mother and baby are doing just fine and I have to say that I am, one very proud husband and father. Thank you all who passed me on the way here when I tore through the city. Your good luck wishes worked, I made it here just in time. So in a few days after mother and baby are released we will arrange a meet and greet so we can officially introduce you to Ella Marie Sheppard-Weir. Colonel Sheppard out." Hearing a round of applause echo around the city this time instead of a cheer.
Turning he saw Elizabeth smile as he made his way back to his girls. When he was settled and he held Elizabeth against his side, Ella still nursing he kissed Elizabeth's hair.
"As you heard for yourself, everyone seems happy by our news." Seeing her giggle a little at his words.
"I would say so, I swear the walls were shaking with the noise." Stroking Ella's check as she feed.
"I love you, John. I am so glad you made it back in time. I had already threatened Rodney with the wraith. There's nothing that scares you so I couldn't threaten you." Elizabeth mumbled as she yawned.
"I heard about your threat to Rodney, a wraith-infested ship or plant, that's just cruel Elizabeth. Between you and me, there is something that scares me, shall I tell you what it is." Pausing till he rested a hand on Ella as he spoke. "Losing one or both of my girls, that is something I would never recover from. You gave me a chance to not only prove myself as a soldier but as a man, a husband and now a father. I love you so much Elizabeth, and you too Ella. You both make life finally worth living." Hugging Elizabeth as she nuzzled her face into his chest.
Carson had come to check up on Elizabeth and the newest member of Atlantis and see if she needed help feeding. He stopped at the doorway as he took in the sight of the new family all cuddled up on the bed, Elizabeth nursing baby Ella like a pro. He hadn't meant to overhear the conversation, but he had and he had tears in eye, the heartfelt warmth and love that surrounded the family on the bed was all they needed, that and their extended family on Atlantis. Turning he walked away, contented in the knowledge that everything was just fine on Atlantis.