Ch. 59
(Sheppard's Cabin)
John woke up with the kids that morning and decided to let Stacey sleep in. Partially because he was already awake from his early morning work-outs with Ronan; and he had awoken to his thoughts.
His main worry at the present moment was that the word was out among the Generals in command that John and Stacey were married. Will one of them have to stay on earth while the other went off to Atlantis.
And what about Allie and Adam? What will happen to them? Surely, they won't go with his father. He'd treat them more than soldiers than his grandkids. Or will Stacey have them come back to Atlantis. She is personal with General's O'Neill and Hammond. Maybe she'll talk them both into bringing the kids along.
John heard Allison walk out of her room and turned on the living room TV. Morning cartoons, by the sound of it. John had got up slowly out of bed, trying not to wake Stacey up, who snored loudly.
He peeked into Adams room, which had been the guest room. Placed at the end of the bed was Allison's old crib. Adam sat up and was biting on a soft plastic toy that was the size and shape of a donut. He had begun teething days ago. Adam looked up for a moment at his dad and went back to biting happily.
John had brought Adam out onto the living room. He put Adam down in his playpen to play. John started cleaning up the house. They had left it a mess before they all went to bed. After an hour of cleaning, John decided it was time to start breakfast. But, what to make?
John plopped himself on the couch next to Allison. Who turned to him.
"Hungry?" he asked his daughter.
"Starving. But, I don't like your cooking," Allison told him honestly.
"Well, hey now! I'm not that bad, am?!"
"Yes, dad, you are," she nodded.
Damn a 9 year olds honesty, John thought to himself.
"Why don't you help me make breakfast, then?" he asked her.
"Alright. But, the only thing I know how to make are pancakes, though," Allison told him.
John got up and clapped his hands together, "Perfect!"
Stacey woke up to the smell of coffee, bacon and buttermilk pancakes. Something that she was not accustomed too. But, was very nice. The weather was different too. Even though they had celebrated Christmas on Atlantis only four days ago, on earth the season was changing from winter to spring. And that meant Sam and Daniel's wedding was fast approaching.
Stacey withdrew the curtains to reveal a cloudless blue sky. She closed her eyes and smiled as the warmth of the sun warmed her face. Only using her feral hearing slightly, to avoid the massive headache, she could hear Adam playing gleefully with his toys and Allison trying desperately to make sure John wouldn't catch the cabin on fire. Immediately after, naturally, she smelled something burning. Stacey gave a soft chuckle, put on her robe and slippers and headed down the hall into the kitchen.
Stacey leaned against the wall for a moment, trying not to make any sound. She saw that Adam was playing contently with his toys. And Allison was busily setting the table. John had just put the last of the bacon in the pan. There was a small pile of burned bacon set a side.
"So, who's job was it to burn the bacon?" Stacey asked, still leaning on the wall, with her arms folded and grinning ear to ear.
"Dads," Allison placed the remaining place setting down and pointed to her father.
"I thought so," Stacey said, smiling.
"Hey," John turned to her and pointed the fork he was using to turn the bacon at her. "You knew I couldn't cook when you married me!"
John gave a quick smirk before returning to the pan. Allison went over to the griddle where the pancakes were cooking and she quickly turned them over. Stacey went over to the coffee maker and got herself a cup from the cabinet. As she poured herself a cup of coffee, John took a moment and kissed her on the cheek. As the final pancakes and bacon were being cooked, Stacey took a sip from her coffee, set it down on the table and went over to Adam.
"How's my boy, huh?" she asked, picking him up and hugging him tightly.
"Oh, a little hungry. Very glad to be home though," John answered.
Stacey glared at him, while Allison giggled.
John looked down at Allison and smiled. Then announced, "Foods on."
There was only a few minutes before the phone rang. John began to get up. But, Stacey stopped him.
"I got it," Stacey leapt for the phone.
John fed a spoonful of mashed up carrots to Adam.
"This is her," Pause. "Yes, sir. We'll be there."
With that she hung up the phone and sat back down.
"Stace?" John asked, taking a bite of bacon.
"General Landry wants us to come to the SGC for a briefing this afternoon. And he wants us to bring the kids." she told him.
To be continued . . .