Title: Show No Fear
Author: Feral Geek/Mad Hatts Munky
Rating: uh Pg-13 to R
Summary:
A human and a wraith meet off worl, romance ensues, chapter 14 and
Adrienne knows she is pregnant.
One of Cavan's Hive mates has
beeen captured and taken to atlantis
Disclaimer: I don't own
Stargate, and The Wraith own me, not the other way around. But Cavan
Dalkar, and Adrienne are mine
A/N:…my computer crashed, so this is going to be the last chapter I upload 'till it gets fixed. :P
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3' amie
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ON WITH DA FIC!
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The world slowly swam into view, three blurry faces resolving into Dr. Beckett and the two nurses that had been hovering around during the tests.
Two were brimming with excitement, the third with concern.
"Please…tell me you were kidding when you said that…" her words were faint, hesitant.
She was scared.
"I'm afraid not." As with most of his patients, his voice was soothing, "I can run another test if you want, but the…" his voice trailed off as she shook her head, still staring hard at the ceiling, " I think part of me knew…but…I didn't want to believe it."
She had noticed the slight swelling in her stomach, but she told herself that she was just picking up extra weight, to lay off the late night snacks.
The sickness each morning had been another clue.
So she ignored it, scared to think of what the real reason might me.
She was not afraid for her self.
She was afraid for her child.
Adrienne had grown up alone, scared and unwanted, but that would be nothing compared to what the one who grew inside her could go through.
Carson's soft Scottish brogue brought her back to the real world, his words slowly filtering in as she watched him.
"What am I going to do?" she asked the air as she pushed herself into a sitting position.
Adrienne frowned slightly as one of the questions hit her, it caused her to wrap her arms around her mid-section protectively, glaring hat the nurse who had spoken; "Of course I want to keep it!"
The older woman who had suggest it took a step back, startled by the sudden edge that had entered Adrienne's voice.
After that little incident the woman retreated, and took the other nurse along with her, letting Adrienne focus on Carson, able to ignore the others in the infirmary.
It was a slow day, she they were able to converse at length.
The questions were normal ones, like; 'Do you know who the father is?' 'Was it consensual?' both were affirmative.
"I'm going to assume he doesn't know?" that made her smile as she shook her head, "I will have to tell him the next time we meet up." She replied, "So he isn't on Atlantis?" he looked a bit confused as she shook her head again.
She didn't mind answering the questions; she could trust Carson and she knew it.
"No, and there isn't a specific world I can find him…so its going to be a bit of a problem."
"Aye, that would be a problem."
"So can I go off-world and find him?" she asked, looking hopeful, the reply offended her a bit, but she understood, "Only if you promise to be careful." She nodded, "Of course!" she exclaimed.
Carson just smiled, "Now lass, SGA-1 is due back soon, and knowing them I may need you here."
She just nodded, "I would be glad to assist."
She felt as though she had been shirking her duties in the infirmary lately, and wanted to help in any way possible.
She had barley finished speaking when an alarm sounded; it appeared that the team was a bit early, requiring a med-team and a security team in the gate-room.
The two exchanged a glance and gathered supplies, the team was already on their way to the infirmary when they met them, John was supported by Ronon, he had been hit with a stunner.
That was the worst of it, a false alarm, the scrapes were cleaned quickly.
But their unexpected guest may have required medical-aid.
They had captured a Wraith while off world, still alive but full of bullet-holes and unable to heal fast enough.
This was where Adrienne can into play.
Having an emergency surgeon came in handy.
It was simple enough to remove the bits of metal that were impeding the healing process, her new patient should be up and about almost as soon as she was done.
Which he was, she spotted him sitting up, almost as good as new, guns trained on him.
She shook her head and looked at the security team, "I would appreciate it if you would refrain from filling my patient with holes." She said flatly, frowning at them before turning the same expression to her patient, one eyebrow arched as she spotted the sneer that resided on his tattooed face.
Something interesting about Wraith tattoos, if one had them, they would be the only one to have that kind, each one was individual, designed by that Wraith for themselves.
It made it easier to identify who they were and what Hive they came from.
Each Hive tended to have a different dominant pattern in the tattoos, this one wore a simple curving slash mark down one eye.
It made her think of the one that Colonel Sheppard had named 'Bob' had worn.
Her mind cast around for a few minutes, trying to identify which Hive the mark came from, but it was to simple to do, she ended up studying the clothing, other markings.
The ink on the back of his hands gave it away.
He was from Cavan's Hive.
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TBC
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