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I'll admit it, I loved John's way of welcoming me home after work – it was just what I needed. I rolled us over until he was laid on his back and I was perched between his legs. "How was your day?" He smiled back to me, "I spoke to Evan – he was happy to say the least, I wish he'd just have kids already, he'd make an awesome father." I nodded, agreeing with him.

I leant over John's body and kissed his forehead and his nose before getting a gentle kiss from John. I moved on swiftly, kissing down his throat, past his collar bone and down his chest. Eventually I came across the now slightly prominent bump on his stomach. I kissed the top before settling down on my front to speak to my unborn child.

I could hear John giggle but that wasn't going to stop me. "Your Dad's an arse, I'm sure you'll realize it soon enough for yourself but I thought I'd give you some warning. He's amazing though, best man I've ever known and I love him more than anything in the world. He loves you too, he probably doesn't know it yet but he really does. I love you too, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what." I looked up to see the tear in the corner of John's eye.

He gently pulled me up to face level, I was careful to lean my weight on my arms. "You're perfect; I can't even believe you're real." I chuckled gently, "I try my best." I smirked which earned me a swat on the arm as John pushed me off the bed.

I laughed as I collapsed and the floor and we didn't even notice Carter walk in. Her eyebrow was raised but she just looked amused. I quickly composed myself, swatting away John's hands where he kept trying to poke me. "I see you're still as mature as ever Sheppard." She rolled her eyes.

"Aye, mature enough to chuck me off the bloody bed." I whined but it didn't have much depth. "Is there something wrong Colonel?" I asked, wanting to know what we'd done to earn her presence.

"I just wanted to let you know that Briggs is just about to be escorted back to Earth and put into custody." John nodded grimly, his mood quickly changed.

"There's also some chocolate cake being served in the mess hall and I told the chef to hold some back – I have no doubt you'll want some?" John shot her an obvious look.

She skipped out of the room and I turned and smiled at John, despite his childishness only moments ago. "You want some, love?" I asked happily and he smirked, "Of course I do…" I pulled him up to his feet and kissed the tip of his nose gently. To my surprised he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and buried his face in my shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I asked, only a little worriedly. His head came up and I could see the slight smile playing on his lips. "I'm perfect." His smile grew but his eyes had a look of seriousness to them.

"I appreciate the cheesy little talk you just had with our child – then again, I think they'd really love some cake too." I swatted his arm before leading him out of the room.

Despite our closeness in the privacy of quarters we still knew there were limits out in the open. We casually walked side by side, chatting normally.

"JOHN! GATEROOM!" Rodney sprinted past us and John spun around, following Rodney as fast as he could. I kept up what I could but it was unlikely that I was honestly needed there, I'd already know if I was.

We ran into the control room where it was eerily silent. Looking around I spotted a young marine with a large cut on the back of his head. I instantly made my way over, cleaning him up.

John peered through the glass, down the gate room. If the glass wasn't bulletproof, I imagine John would have put a bullet through it within seconds. Briggs had a gun held to Evan's head, holding him hostage. Carter was already stood on the stair trying to calm him down as best she could.

John clawed at his head, trying to regain control of his anger. He turned to the marine, still quite furious, "What the hell happened here!" The marine winced, "Major Lorne and I were escorting him back to the SG-C. He resisted us the whole way, yelling that he didn't deserve this, he'd been wronged."

He sighed, "Kept saying nobody would treat Harrison as good as he did, and then he kept going back on himself saying that Harrison deserves to die…" I'd finished cleaning him up and patted his shoulder gently, looking over to John. "

Lorne bit back, saying that anyone was better than he was. Then all hell broke loose, Briggs screaming that Lorne fucked Harrison and he lied to you to cover it up. I lost grip but Lorne pushed me away anyway, still got hit."

John rubbed at his forehead and I looked over worriedly. John turned around to Rodney, "I need you to pull up footage from the conference room last night." Rodney set out on his task immediately and John looked at me with sad eyes.

"I've got to go down there. Somebody will die if I don't." I blinked slowly, hating how angry I was. I nodded gently and as he walked by I caught his arm and he turned to me. "Don't be a hero." I felt a warm pair of lips against mine, as his hand came round to the back of my neck.

I watched as he descended the stairs, walking straight past Carter. My body was hot with adrenaline as I panicked over what would happen to the man.

Holy- What's going to happen! Will John and baby survive all of the drama?

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