"Secrets and Challenges"

Ch. 45

(Atlantis, Weir's Office)

Stacey decided to take a break. It was only her first day as Acting Commander of Atlantis and she has already attended three Pre-mission Briefings and two Post-mission Briefings. It was tedious work for her. Stacey is a girl of action.

She now stood over the balcony right outside the Control Room. There was nice evening breeze the nipped her cheeks softly. Stacey held a cup of coffee in her hands, taking in a few sips at a time. Winter was approaching Atlantis. She heard the doors slide open. Stacey turned and saw Carson approaching her.

"Good evening, Dr. Grayson," he greeted her.

"Evening, Carson," Stacey greeted back.

"I have Adam's results in. I'd thought you'd like to have a look at 'em," he said.

He handed her a large, black computer screen. The Prometheus gave Carson and her a bunch of them for their patients files. So that the files won't take much memory in the main computers. Stacey looked at it. Carson said to her as she read the file:

"Adam has a portion of his brain that is highly active. Even more active than an adults. That part of the brain isn't even active at all."

Stacey looked up, "What?"

"My hypothesis: that would be Adam's Telepathic abilities that he got from Nemesia," he told her, nodding.

"Anything else?" she gave the monitor back to Carson.

"Besides his motor skills and brain are twice of that of any other babies his age. Nothing," he gave a slight grin.

"Okay, thank you," Stacey said.

She and Carson went inside. Carson left for the Infirmary.

"Unless Rodney discovers another ZPM or the Wraith are attacking, don't come to me. I will be busy with other things and I can't be disturbed by anything else," Stacey announced to the scientists in the Control Room.

With that she left for the Commissary to meet John and Adam.

(Commissary)

Stacey sat with John and little Adam. Adam, still breastfeeding, sucked happily on his mother's right breast as she, herself, ate. Or, at least, tried to. After all, it was a little uncomfortable.

"You're a pro now, Stace," John commented.

"At what exactly?" she asked.

She flinched a little. Adam bit down harder than he needed to.

"That," he pointed at Adam and at her eating simultaneously.

"Yeah, well, it took some practice with Allison," she told him faintly. "Anyway, I can't wait to go to bed."

"I'd like to actually sleep with my wife tonight. You don't snore as much as Rodney," John said.

"What do you mean 'as much' ?" Stacey asked him. "I don't snore at all."

"Yeah, you do," he said, firmly.

Stacey stuck her tongue out at him playfully.

(Stacey and John's Quarter's)

Stacey burped Adam as they made there way to their quarter's. Once Stacey and John put the infant to sleep, they went to bed themselves.

But, their slumber was short lived by an urgent alarm. Stacey and John bolted up right and jumped out of the bed. Stacey radioed Peter.

"What's the emergency, Peter?" she asked, getting dressed.

"Colonel Anderson and Dr. Jones are being held prisoner," Peter told her.

"What about Stevenson and Dexter?" John asked.

"They have returned safely. Major Stevenson and Dr. Dexter are requesting Dr. Grayson meet them in the Briefing Room immediately," Peter informed her.

"Tell 'em to sit tight," Stacey said into her radio. "I'm on my way there now," She turned to John, "I have a few bottles for him in the ice box. I'll be back ASAP," She kissed him softly on the lips and left with out another word.

To be continued . . .