So this is quite a short chapter but there we go...You win some, you lose some. Happy Reading! :)
He pulled on a slim fitting pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before we left for the mess hall. He actually wore his cardigan as well which surprised me as he'd always took it off before going anywhere before now. Not that I'd seen it more than twice before anyway and it was always in passing.
We walked in silence to the mess and took a table to one side, knowing Rodney would be joining us soon enough. "I want a banana with lots and lots of chocolate sauce." He said, probably not meant to be out loud and I chuckled. He blushed but I shook my head with a chuckle, "Coming right up." I wandered off to get the food, noticing Major Lorne come through the door.
The major didn't normally sit with John but I guessed that Rodney had probably been moaning about their 'discussion' from before they left. The chef conjured up John's order and I went back to the table where they were talking about football.
John dug in to the pudding and Lorne just watched, hoping John would talk when he wanted to. That wasn't about to happen because Rodney strode in just moments later. As I was sat opposite John with Lorne next to me, Rodney took the seat next to John.
"Well sir, I'll get going, I've got a mission report to write up." He gave a lazy salute and walked away. I was almost glad; John didn't want him to know just yet.
"Will somebody please tell me what's going on now?" He asked, looking just a little vulnerable. John turned in his chair to face Rodney and twiddled his fingers, thinking of the best way to tell Rodney. "A few days ago I ended up in the infirmary. I had pain in my stomach, I put it down to food poisoning but it wasn't..."
Rodney started muttering under his breath something about dying but John snapped him out of it. "I'm not sick Rodney, just let me finish okay?" The scientist nodded feebly.
"We don't know how it's even possible exactly but... I'm pregnant, Rodney." McKay frowned and shook his head trying to convince himself he hadn't just heard that but he looked over to me. I just had a plain expression, it was then that he knew that this wasn't a sick joke we were playing on him.
"Oh my god." He said, shocked. "Look Rodney, I know this isn't good news for you. I mean, you're always letting me know that I'm a whore and I know how much you hate kids but..." Rodney cut him off immediately.
"I don't think that, I just said it to cover your back, I know you're...you. And I don't hate kids. Well, some I do but some are just annoying. I barely know my sister's kids so I don't have any common ground with them, that's why I don't like them. John, this...is nothing short of a miracle."
Neither of us was expecting that. I could see the tears rolling down John's face, he wouldn't normally cry but it seemed his hormones were already being affected.
"So you don't know how you got pregnant, but could you inform me of how you got pregnant?" The question shouldn't have made sense but we both knew what he meant. "Who's the baby daddy, Shep?" He asked more bluntly but he didn't need an answer, the blush on my face was more than enough.
"Holy crap." He exclaimed before laughing out loud. "Sorry, but I never would have even thought." John rolled his eyes, "So are you actually going to go through with this, the both of you?" He asked more seriously, I think he was being protective over John more than satisfying his own curiosity.
"Don't worry Rodney, I'm not forcing him into carrying the child, nor am I about to run off at the first sign o' trouble." I said happily and he nodded after looking at me intently. "So, Uncle Rodney, does he meet up to your standards?" Sheppard teased but he meant well.
"You know what, congratulations John, Carson; I think you'll be great... Dad's." He said with a grin, stealing the last bit of John's banana and receiving a swat on the arm. "Ow!"
Aww! At least they have Rodney's approval, I mean, that's the only thing that matters right? When Rodney is happy, everyone is happy :)