Well, I've decided to add to this. Hope you like it.

I still don't own Stargate Atlantis or any of its characters. MGM does.

It hasn't been run through a beta, so all mistakes are mine and mine alone.

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"You sure about this, Rodney," asked Sheppard as Rodney stifled his fourth yawn since leaving the lab. The door to his and Jennifer's room came into view and Sheppard motioned to it with his hand. "Why don't you go on and get some sleep, if you can."

Sleep had been fleeting for Rodney at the best of times, but since the arrival of his little miracle sleep had become as precious to him as the much sought after ZPM.

"No, it's fine," managed Rodney. "Jennifer and the baby have been home for a few days now, and she wants to have everyone in for a little while." Rodney rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked to his watch. "Besides, everyone else should already be here."

The two men walked up to the door and Rodney, his movements sluggish and slightly suspect, passed his hand over the sensor. The door slid open and they were immediately met with the subdued hum of multiple conversations.

It's a full house, thought Sheppard as he followed Rodney inside.

Jennifer was sitting in the big rocker-recliner that Rodney had 'appropriated' from the Daedalus' rec room, (no one knew for sure how he'd managed it, but the fact that Caldwell hadn't demanded its return and actually acted civil towards Rodney made everyone suspect that some sort of extortion was being committed); in the love seat off to Jennifer's left sat Teyla, who was smiling widely as she cradled the newest addition to Atlantis' family in her arms; on the bigger couch directly across from Teyla's couch sat Woolsey, Amelia and Nancy, one of Keller's nurses; in the armchair that resided across from Jennifer sat Lorne; and leaning against the wall behind the couch, (and directly behind Amelia), was none other than Ronon.

Lorne gave Rodney one look and sympathy for the man's exhaustion forced him up and to say, "Here you go, Doc. You look dead on your feet."

Equally sympathetic looks were given to Rodney from everyone as he all but collapsed into the chair with a mumbled thank you, and before John could figure out where to sit, the new father had his head leaned back and adding his contribution to the quiet conversation in the form of soft snores.

John motioned for Lorne to take the seat next to Teyla and he moved over to sit on the well padded arm of the chair Rodney had fallen asleep in, confident in the likelihood that nothing short of a nuclear blast underneath the chair could wake Rodney.

And sure enough as the conversation continued on Rodney never so much as stirred and only barely made a sound, which surprised Jennifer, John, Teyla and Ronon, who had had the unfortunate opportunity to hear the deafening snoring that could came from Rodney as he slept.

Teyla looked down to the child she snuggled into her and frowned, though the frown lasted only a second until it was replaced by realization and then a smile. "I believe it is time for her to feed, Jennifer."

Without warning Rodney's eyes flew open and he declared loudly as he vaulted up out of the chair, "Everybody out!"

THUMP!!!!!!

"Holy crap, Rodney!" exclaimed Sheppard as he gingerly picked himself up off the floor where Rodney's unexpected outburst had deposited him. "A little warning next time before you give me a heart attack."

Rodney ignored Sheppard and moved swiftly to Teyla and carefully took the baby from her. He looked down to his child as she stirred in his arms and a look of pure adoration settled onto his face. He took a step and looked down to Jennifer, shared a smile with her and leaned down to place the child in her arms.

With that done Rodney whirled around and said in a tone that was as threatening as they'd heard ever from him, "Good night."

The glances that spread throughout the group were quick and meaningful.

"It is getting rather late," said Woolsey as he eased himself up off the couch.

Rodney nodded. "Yes it…"

"No it's not," Jennifer interrupted firmly.

Rodney spun around and he could feel the blood drain from his face at the glare Jennifer was giving him.

Her usual friendly demeanor returned instantly as she turned and said, "Teyla, could you hand me that blanket please?"

Rodney watched as Teyla retrieved the blanket and passed it to Jennifer. With an expertise that amazed him, though in the deeper recesses of his mind he knew it shouldn't have, Jennifer tossed one corner of the blanket up over her left shoulder and let the rest of the blanket fall down so that it covered the front part of her body and their little girl. Keeping the blanket on her shoulder with the side of her chin she manipulated her clothing and maneuvered their baby without looking, and a moment later the gentle sound of a baby suckling her mother could be heard.

"Now," said Jennifer as she began rocking, and after giving a mortified Rodney one more warning glance she added, "what were we talking about?"

There was silence in the room until Sheppard said, "Close your mouth and sit down, Rodney."

Rodney whirled around to give the Colonel a piece of his mind, but even as he was about to let Sheppard have it he knew it was pointless. Without uttering a word Rodney nodded and then walked back to the chair and sat down.

He managed to hear Amelia ask if they'd finally managed to pick out a name before sleep once again demanded his undivided attention.