Title: Show No Fear
Author:
Feral Geek
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Chapter 25, if you're here
and don't know the story, go back to chapter one and start reading.
Disclaimer: Amie no own Stargate or Wraith, they own Amie
A/N: I must give credit and thanks to the wonderful SNBRADY, (go! read her fic! Is called 'The Unseen') who was a great help in writing the sonogram scene (truthfully she wrote most of it), YOU ROCK MY FUZZY PINK SOCKS. I was stuck on that scene for the longest time.
Well...that's
it...oh! And, I photographed my plushie wraith: www dot deviantart
dot com/deviation/40866126/ and am thinking about making an entire
plushie team...should I?
Although I don't know what the hell I
would do with them afterwards...
ONWARDS!
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Cavan would awake the next morning to find Adrienne straddling him, head cocked to one side, studying her mate.
Somehow she managed to look deranged and utterly beautiful in the same moment, eyes wide and teeth bared, blonde hair mussed from sleep as she stared down at him, radiating a strange combination of shock, fear, and anger.
For the longest time they just stared at one another, before the female's shoulders began to shake and she collapsed in his arms, the maelstrom of emotions replaced by an overwhelming relief as she clung to him.
The
words that fell from her lips were felt rather than heard, pressed
into the side of his neck, "I thought you were dead", repeated
over and over.
For some reason, her display of emotion worried
him, so he rather hesitantly stroked her, saying, "Everything is
going to be all right."
Those words stopped the repeated phrase, causing her to pull away slightly and reply "I could feel you in my head...and it felt like you were dying."
He didn't know what to say to that, so he simply held onto her.
Sometimes everyone needs someone to hold onto.
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Hours later they finally left the room, the week before Adrienne had made an appointment with Doctor Beckett to finally get a sonogram.
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Adrienne shifted beneath the thin white sheets of the infirmary bed, waiting for Doctor Beckett for finish tending to an injured marine.
For a moment she wished he would hurry up and get back to her because the nervous and excited knot in her stomach was growing by the second. One look at the Cavan, who paced beside her bed, told her that he wasn't in much better shape.
The Wraith must have noticed her studying him, because he glanced over and grumbled, "This is taking too long, isn't there any other person that can operate this machine?"
Yet again he scowled at the sonogram machine, still not completely trusting the strange device.
The woman just shook her head, grinning as she reached out and snagged his hand, "Relax, he'll be here." Despite her words, she wasn't quite sure who she was trying to reassure, and the only response from Cavan was a rather indignant huff.
However he did stop his pacing.
A few minutes later, the curtain moved and Carson entered, smiling at the couple, "So, are we ready to see the wee ones?"
Cavan glowered at the man, "We have been ready for awhile." he said, sounding irritated.
Carson
did look apologetic, and bit back a smile when Adrienne poked her
mate, hissing "Be nice."
"Now then, get ready."
And
with that Carson got to work; slowly pulling up the loose hospital
gown to expose Adrienne's swollen belly and taking out a bottle of
the sonogram gel.
He
carefully squeezed some of the gel onto her stomach, nearly causing
her to jump off the table, screeching, "Oh dear God that's
cold!"
The sudden reaction from Adrienne startled most of the
room, the faint clatter of someone dropping a tray in the distance,
closer however, it caused Cavan to pin Carson with a murderous stare,
"Did he hurt you?"
Adrienne couldn't help but laugh at her mate's reaction, and even harder when he turned the glare on her for laughing at him. "No..." she managed to squeeze out a few words between giggles, "it was just cold...really, really cold."
Turning her attention back to Carson, "Seriously, do you keep that stuff in the freezer or something?" she sounded slightly indignant, but the man could tell she was teasing, and faked an offended expression, "Now lass, you know your skin is more sensitive now."
Adrienne grinned up at Cavan for a moment, who was smirking at the air, "Yes, I know." she replied, before prodding the Wraith once again, "Shut up, you."
Cavan looked down, the smirk never leaving his face as he said, "I didn't say anything."
"Oh you were thinking something alright." she bit back a small giggle as he leered at her.
When she looked back at Carson, she saw that the doctor had turned around, busying himself by turning on the machine.
Despite this, she could still see the blush that was staining his cheeks a rather bright red.
It faded slightly by the time he turned around, and she had to roll her eyes, of course there had been touching going on, the two hadn't see each other for months, and when they were finally reunited, they only had a few days before Cavan had to leave again for two long weeks.
The machine whirred gently, snapping her out of her thoughts, causing her to focus on the screen as Carson firmly placed the wand against her stomach.
At first the screen was filled with shades of black and grey, but the grainy image slowly began to clear.
Cavan watched the screen with the same intensity as the two doctors, eventually grumbling, "I don't see anything."
A few seconds after Cavan's irritated statement, Carson called out, "I think I've got an arm."
Adrienne spotted it almost immediately, having preformed several sonograms herself.
However Cavan just stared at the screen, desperate to see what the other two seemed to have no difficulty with.
He tilted his head to one side, as through viewing it from another angle would help, "That's an arm?"
For a moment the two doctors stared at him, and then back at the screen.
After a few minutes of study, Adrienne finally said, "That would be a leg."
The rest of the examination was like that, Cavan
trying to figure out exactly what he was looking at while Adrienne
tried not to laugh at him, until Carson reached the first child's
face.
At this point Adrienne felt Cavan's grip on her hand
tighten, causing her to drag her eyes away from the screen and look
up at him.
He wore an expression she had never seen on him, one
she had never expected to see.
His mouth was slightly open, eyes
completely fixated on the screen and the tiny little face that filled
it.
It could only be described as complete awe.
She squeezed his hand
slightly, and he looked down at her, an unreadable expression on his
face.
However, his eyes were full of love, even more than she had
ever seen in him before, and she sheer weight of the situation,
seeing her children and sharing this moment with Cavan, caused her
chest to constrict as she fought to keep from bursting into tears.
He looked back at the screen briefly, "I can see it", Cavan's
voice was low, and he looked back at his mate, "Our baby."
That simply broke what little resolve she had left at the moment, and fat drops of water slid down her cheeks, forcing her to look up at the ceiling and compose herself before looking back, eyes glowing.
She was more than a little overwhelmed.
Everything about this moment was intense, the light ripples of emotion radiating from Cavan, and those that burned within her made her feel like she was drowning.
But she didn't mind being swept away.
Cavan and Adrienne had never actually admitted how much they loved one another, no matter how many times they wanted to, as though those three little words would bring their world crashing down.
Suddenly, 'I love you' seemed so overrated.
Words could only express so much; the link forged by her children was more than enough to convey the raw emotion that surged within the two at the sight of the screen.
Much of the examination continued this way, with
Adrienne completely fixated on the screen and Cavan splitting his
attention between his children, and the rather unlikely woman that
had become his mate.
How she had managed to become so completely
wrapped around his heart, filling all the tiny gaps within him, he
would never know.
But he did know that he would never leave her side for as long as they lived, and couldn't even imagine loving another.
In the end it was revealed that both of the children were healthy, and that one was male and the other female.
As Adrienne cleaned the sonogram gel from herself, Carson stood and turned the lights up, and Cavan looked over at the machine.
He studied the device for a moment, and grudgingly admitted, "Perhaps that thing is not so bad."
Any reply that Adrienne might had has was cut off as Carson came back over, asking "So, have ye thought of names yet?"
The pair stared at one another for a moment, then Adrienne slowly replied, "We are going to name the girl Deva," she paused slightly before continuing, "And the boy is going to be named Michael."
At that, she cast Carson a slightly apologetic look, knowing that the good doctor still felt guilty about the Michael incident. The man felt as though he had betrayed the Wraith's trust.
And they had, the second time Michael came to them, it was for help.
Instead of receiving aid he was drugged and turned into a human, before being abandoned on a planet which was later bombed.
Despite this, Adrienne had a sneaking suspicion that they had not seen the last of him.
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Dalkar had not yet returned to Atlantis.
In truth he was trying to decide if he should even go back at all.
Although
he knew he should return, he still needed to return the necklace that
Doctor Savoie...Catherine, had given him before the battle, simply
saying, "It brings me luck...maybe it will bring you some."
He
shook his head slightly; he could just give it to Cavan the next time
he returned to the Hive.
Dalkar had been working so hard to carefully suppress the feelings that he had noticed were developing; he would give them no chance to grow into anything, he could not be as free with his love as his companion was.
Idly he toyed with the thin silver chain, studying the small ring it threaded through, its clear gem glittering weakly in the low lighting.
"What is that?"
If his mother's sudden appearance startled him, he gave no sign, simply holding the charm up for her to see, "One of the humans gave me a luck charm before the battle."
The Queen frowned sharply, crossing the room in a few strides, plucking the necklace from his hand, glancing it over before asking "Was this human female?"
Now his own features twisted into a slightly frown, head tilting to one side as he regarded his mother with suspicion, "Yes."
Malka fixed her son with a sharp look, "This is no mere trinket," she hissed, "This is a favor."
The young male barley contained
a snort, fighting to look respectful in the female's presence, the
idea was simply preposterous.
"You are reading too deeply,
mother." he replied, bowing his head, "it is nothing but a luck
charm...I am going to return it soon."
A low growl escaped her, and she cast the necklace aside with a look of disdain, "Have care my son, I will not have you with a human."
The disgust
with which she said those words set his blood to boil.
However his
face betrayed nothing as he carefully picked the necklace up and
slipped it into his belt, bowing to his mother.
He said nothing as he swept from the room.
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A/N: Okay, a tame chapter, nothing interesting happening yet, but there will be some interesting stuff coming up soon, so in the mean time, amuse yourself by leaving me reviews, private messages, or emails (I love emails , I'm weird, I like to talk to people). Constructive criticism is welcome and even encouraged; I give out cookies to people who leave it! Ideas are welcome as well, and even flames are welcome, they make me laugh.
