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! (
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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.
--
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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