"Secrets and Challenges"

Ch. 27

(Atlantis, Infirmary)

Stacey walked around the Infirmary. The sun shone brightly through the windows. She was making her rounds. Checking up on patients and such. Stacey made her way over to Rodney's bed. He was complaining to one of the nurses again. She went over to him.

"It's alright, I'll take care of him, thank you," she said kindly to the nurse and then narrowed her eyes at McKay, "Rodney."

"That, so called, nurse was poking and prodding me! I am very fragile, Doctor," Rodney whined.

"She was doing her job," Stacey pointed out to him. "And you're not fragile. You're just a 37 year old baby!"

Stacey took out one of the bigger needles and gave him his medicine. He yelped in pain.

"Ow! You're worse than Janet Fraiser!" he complained.

"And you're just as whinny as General O' Neill," she informed him, calmly. "Now, get some sleep. Please." The last word was more of a plea than anything.

She left him as he drifted off into a deep sleep. Once she made her rounds she sat down at the computer and began to enter Rodney's latest lab accident into his medical file. Luckily it was a very minor electrical burn. No matter how minor it was, it doesn't mean Rodney couldn't milk it for all it's worth.

Stacey was now less than half way through her pregnancy and out of the woods of having a miss-carriage. She closed her eyes for a moment.

(Stacey's mind)

It was light and filled with warm and inviting colors. Nemesia stood in front of her. Stacey folded her arms.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. "I thought you left my mind for good."

"I did," Nemesia answered simply. "I am contacting you through your babies mind." She gave a quick pause before continuing. "You will be fortunate to have a baby with a special gift. It might come in handy sometime in the future."

"Okay, then," Stacey said. "So, what do I owe this special visit?"

"As I sense, you are aware of the residual memories I intentionally left for you," she said.

"So?"

"So, there is also something in here," Nemesia motioned the space around them. "that will help you control your healing ability."

"How?"

"When you Kel-nor-em tonight, we'll have your first lesson. But, for now, you need to wake up from your nap."

(Briefing Room)

Stacey had called an emergency meeting.

"Well, Nemesia paid me a visit just now," she said plainly.

"What? How?" John asked, eyes wide.

"Apparently the baby is going to be a Telepath. She contacted me through the baby," Stacey answered.

"But, non of the Ancients that we've been encounter with weren't Telepaths," Weir said.

"I know, I know," Stacey began to pace back and forth in the middle of the room.

"How can we be sure that Dr. Grayson isn't a security risk?" Bates asked.

Everyone looked over at Bates sharply.

"You seriously didn't just ask that," John said.

"If you're worried about Nemesia taking over me, she won't," Stacey told Bates firmly.

"How can you be sure?" Bates asked.

"Try trusting me," she said.

"Stacey, sit down," John told her.

She reluctantly obeyed.

"Why did Nemesia visit you, anyway?" Weir asked.

"She said that there's a way to control the Ancient healing ability," Stacey said.

"Really?" John asked.

Stacey nodded.

"That would help us a lot," he said.

Stacey turned to Bates.

"Nemesia is helping us," she told him. "She's not here to harm anyone. I won't let her,"

"I'm not worried now. But, when the baby is born, then I'll worry," Bates told her.

"Okay," Weir held up a hand to silence them both. "We'll monitor the situation. Good luck on the session tonight. Dismissed."

They all got up and left.

To be continued . . .

samcarter2: Thank you! You could say that. I got Stacey's feral abilities from Mutant X. But, I guess she could be called a catwoman.

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