Title: Show No Fear

Author: Feral Geek
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Chapter 18, if you're here and don't know the story, go back to chapter one and start reading.
Disclaimer: Stargate and the Wraith own me, not the other way around.
AUTHOR NOTE, READ: okay, first off, I want to thank the wonderful Lady Valmar for her assistance with Dr. Beckett's reaction, it was a big help I also recommend her fics, personally, I love them! Many thanks to Irresistibly Desired for all the lovely comments, they really helped keep the fic going, and to SNBrady, who I bounced ideas off of
And of course, I want to thank everyone who reads and reviews, if you have questions but don't have an account send me an email, I shall reply asap! ( )
Oh! And to answer scifiprincess' question concerning the bite mark...you'll seeeeeeee.
3 Amie
ONWARDS!

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"Doctor Beckett!" Adrienne exclaimed, a guilty blush creeping up her face, "I...I...It's not..."
Carson looked at the two of them, mouth agape, "The two of you...?" the question trailed off expectantly.
"What it seems..." she finished lamely, head bowed and refusing to meet her superior's eyes.

The disbelief he felt must have shown on his face, because the moment she looked up, her eyes snapped over to Cavan.
The Wraith was no longer seated on the infirmary cot, instead leaning against it, arms folded across his chest, frowning slightly at the good doctor.
After a long moment, she looked back up, waiting mutely for him to say something, anything.

"Let me guess...the father is..." he glanced over at Cavan, who stared back defiantly, then back to Adrienne.
"Yeah...how...?" she winced at the stupid question, pausing in the middle...clinging to the Wraith was a big clue...and if Carson had put together the bits of information that she had told him during their conversations...all arrows would point to Cavan.
"Oh...I had an inkling." he had found it slightly suspicious, thinking about the little things that Adrienne had told him about the father, not to mention the fact that the pair had obviously known each other...however he would not have expected this much.

One of the other nurses approached, a silhouette against the white privacy curtain which Carson had pulled closed a few minutes earlier...this was not something that everyone needed to know about.
"Doctor Beckett?" the shape bent to pick up the sample tray he had dropped, calling around the curtain, "We finished testing the samples if you would like to take a look at them?"
"Aye lass...I'll be right there."

"Of course..." there was a slight pause, "Sir...is everything alright?" they could almost hear the frown that graced the nurse's face as she spoke, one hand extending to the curtain, as though to draw it back.
"Everything's fine." he replied simply, a slight hint of strain in his voice, "I'll be there in a minute."

The hand retracted, "Yes, sir." the silhouette faded along with the sound of footsteps, and Carson looked back at the pair expectantly.
"Carson...please...don't tell anyone...I...I don't think they would be as understanding as you are..." the grey eyes began to water again, the woman trembling slightly as she waited.
A small sigh escaped his lips, "Honestly luv, I dunno what to say...I'm just as surprised as you..." if he had been about to say more, he was cut off but the nurse calling out. He shook his head and turned to call back when Adrienne caught his sleeve, "Please..."
He looked down at her, silent for a moment, before nodding, "Aye...I won't tell...but I think that Elizabeth should know."
She nodded, and let him go, "I think I'm going to be sick..." she murmured, eyes closing for a moment, unable to watch the curtains part and Carson depart.
The moment his shadow faded from view, she slumped against the bed, suddenly feeling very weak.
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Cavan watched her for a few minutes, as he listened to the sounds of the infirmary; the light beeping of some monitor, and the soft clink of metallic and glass objects in the distance.
Finally he reached out, drawing her in and wrapping his arms around her, for a moment he was met with resistance, but he refused to let go.

To be completely honest...he needed this as much as she did, someone to just hold onto, something to ground him in reality.
Everything felt...insane.
Gone would be the times that they could just sit and think and then separate back to their lives...
Somehow...he didn't regret that loss.

Carefully he detached himself, slipping his jacket into place as Adrienne looked at him, red rimmed eyes seeming to scream 'don't leave me alone'.
That was something he would not do.
"We must see your Doctor Weir..." he explained, drawing back the white curtain, a few of the nurses looking over from their stations, curious.
The soldiers had left their post, standing much closer to the cot than he could remember, their weapons at the ready.
"Please don't make me." the voice was cracked as she shook her head, looking as though she were about to panic.
"You told your superior you would tell her...would you lie to him?" it wasn't that he wanted anyone to know, he would have been quite glad to take her away to...somewhere else, but he knew that they would find out eventually...and by the look of things it might be soon.
She shook her head, looking ashamed, and he continued on, "It is best that you tell your leader now...she will find out one day...and perhaps she can keep the rest of your city from...reacting in an unfavorable way...if she already knew."
After that she nodded, and allowed him to escort her from the room.

She looked up once on the entire trip there, and that was when she passed Doctor Beckett, who nodded to her, trying to be reassuring.

The trip back to Doctor Weir's office was a short one, but it seemed to take an eternity, and when they arrived she was waiting, seated behind the desk, hands folded before her.

"Carson tells me that you have something you need to say..."
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Adrienne watched her leader numbly, wishing she could just curl up in some corner and that everyone would forget she was there.
She felt sick.
Fear.
And no matter what she told herself, she couldn't hide it.

Finally she nodded, grateful for the patient look on Doctor Weir's face.

If ever there was a time that she was grateful their leader was a diplomat...it was now.
"I...I'm pregnant..."
The moment the words left her lips she began to berate herself...way to state the obvious, but at the nod from Elizabeth, she continued slowly, "And...I think...I think that you should know who the father is."

Doctor Weir's eyes flickered between the pair, a look of surprise on her face, she knew that it had to be the Wraith standing nearby...there was no other reason for him to be here.

But she would wait for Adrienne to say it herself; "Cavan." the name was just above a whisper, barely audible.

And as though to underline the fact, he wrapped an arm around the woman and watched Weir, waiting.

"Well..." it was very hard to keep the shock off her face, it was one thing to know something in your mind, but to hear it aloud is a completely different thing.

"Well..." there were very few words for a situation like this.

-TBC-

A/N: Sorry to cut it off right there, but hey I need a bit to work on Weir's reaction, mmkay? SO enjoy and think up your own...and if you want, suggest it! I could always use help, and I credit everyone!

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