Title: Show No Fear

Author: Feral Geek/Mad Hatts Munky

Rating: uh…R…

Summary: A doctor from Atlantis and a Wraith meet several times off-world, romance ensues, this is chapter thirteen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, Stargate owns ME.

A/N: -huggles everyone- hey luvs! Thanks for bearing with me in this fic! I have no clue where this little muse came from, but I'm glad I worked with it I love all of your reviews.

Well! To the point of this author's note, I started a wraith fanclub on deviantart (http/www.TheWraithFanClub. hehe, shameless self promotion, I know, I know :P JOIN! and I'm attempting to draw Adrienne and Cavan, but it's a bit tough…so if anyone cares to help out? -pleading eyes- I shall love you forever and in return draw/ write something special for you, anything ya want!

Well, that's all fer now baibai!

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Her team went on a number of 'diplomatic' missions, working with people of other worlds, negotiating treaties and exchanged of good and services.

The would work with other teams on such missions, escorting leaders to and from Atlantis, spending time with the people and even staying on some planets for days at a time, almost always trekking back through the gate in new clothing, exhausted and dirty, but no worse for the wear, and often with supplies in tow.

Even with all the time that Adrienne now spent off-world, the meetings with Cavan were few and far between.

This was not because he didn't have access to a Dart or a Stargate, it was that many of those worlds she traveled to were in the possession of other Hives, and while entering another Hive's territory was permitted in times of plenty…in times of little it was considered an act of war.

Cavan's Hive was still recovering from their attack on Atlantis, so many warriors had been lost to the Lanteans that those left may not survive an attack from another Hive so soon.

And an attack was always possible.

Those few meetings that they had were often rushed, a brief check to see if the other was well before they were forced to part. But there were times when they could speak with one another at length, to learn things about the other.

Adrienne was told of Hive life, and was slowly struggling through their language, even able to form short sentences. Learning about the Hive was fascinating People often said that the Wraith were without mercy, love, compassion, that they were monsters who lived only to torment the humans of the Pegasus Galaxy.

They were so far from the truth.

One must think of it in another way to truly understand.

For instance, humans hunt and kill animals for their meat and skin, for nourishment, they must hunt to survive. But they also hunt for sport.

They Wraith do not do this.

One may argue about Runners, yes they are hunted, yes they are killed. But the Wraith only feed enough to sustain themselves, they do not wipe out the humans, they do not destroy everything around them as humans have.

She supposed she was becoming sympathetic to them but she couldn't help it.
The enemy isn't really an enemy once you get to know them better.

And Adrienne wasn't the only one with new sympathies, learning about the humans made Cavan think about what he was doing.
The Wraith are brought up thinking that humans are mindless, nothing but food.
They cannot think for themselves, and they did not know what would happen.
They couldn't show mercy or compassion to them.
It would drive them mad, they would starve.
So they did what they must to survive, they tried not the think about it.
They are not sentient, they are not like the Wraith, they are not intelligent enough to fend for themselves.
So its fine to eat them.

These viewpoints made for some very interesting conversations.

But spending time together was getting harder as time progressed.
Not for the same reasons as before, her team was patrolling worlds that lay within his Hive's domain.
It was that Adrienne was no longer going off-world, what had appeared to be a sort of stomach flu was still there, and sudden bouts of dizziness and vomiting had her running for Doctor Beckett or her room.

At the moment she was perched on one of the cots, head propped in her hands, a trash can nearby.
Every morning she felt like this.
It wasn't often that she became ill, so this was making her quite paranoid.

And finally Carson was testing her for everything possible, although many of the infirmary staff had their suspicions about what was really wrong with her, he was doing it just to be safe.

She watched in silence as he frowned at the results, a few of the nurses looking at them over his shoulder, nodding at one another as though they expected that.
Before she could even open her mouth to ask what was wrong, Carson turned to her and said, "Well lass…it seems your pregnant."

The last thing she saw was his concerned face before she fainted dead away.

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