For once this is actually a really happy chapter, with pretty much no drama, but thankfully it's not totally irrelevant to the actual story or anything...

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The next few weeks were chaos, a million questions were asked, and there were orders to do a proper investigation into what had pushed Briggs over the edge. We tried to keep Harrison out of it as much as possible but Lorne was key in it all and the two of them had grown close recently.

Once it was done, life caught up with me and I'd realised I'd still not gone for my ultra-sound and I was now five months pregnant. "I can't believe we've left it this late." Carson groaned as we got out of bed. "I should have made you go when we originally planned." I rolled my eyes, "We've had a busy few weeks to say the least, and I think we can be forgiven, Carson." He sighed, tying up his boot laces.

Eventually, we were both dressed and made our way down to the infirmary. Keller was already waiting for us in the private room when we got there so we went straight in. "Morning." She smiled brightly.

"So do we want to find out the gender or do you want to wait?" She asked easily but I looked at Carson with a frown, we hadn't even discussed it yet. "What do you want to do?" I asked him and he kind of shrugged, "I guess I'd like to know but if you want to wait it's perfectly okay." I nodded, processing his answer.

"Well then, let's find out," I smiled and took Carson's hand, kissing it gently. He smiled so adoringly that I couldn't help my heart melting. The gel was cool against my skin as Keller began her work. Moments later an image popped up on the screen, one beautiful little baby.

I looked over to Carson and saw the tears lingering in Carson's eyes. "It's a little girl, John." He whispered, looking straight at me. The smile on my face grew into a large grin as I pulled him in for a kiss. "She's perfect." I whispered to him.

Keller finished her scan, despite Carson and I having an intimate moment. She gently wiped the gel off my abdomen and pulled down my t-shirt. She printed out a couple of pictures and handed them to me, the smiles on our face never leaving.

After the scan, we made our way to the mess hall to get some lunch. Despite our heated kiss in the control room the day Briggs shot himself, there hadn't been another word spoken about it and it was at time like these I was glad the people here was compassionate and truly cared for their own.

I munched down my cheese and jam sandwich much to the disgust of Carson who deemed it to be revolting. "How do you know the president?" I asked out of the blue and Carson raised his eyebrow. "You're going to have to help me out; I don't know who the president is at the minute. Politics aren't really a thing around here." I rolled my eyes as he took to sipping his tea.

"James Walsh." He had to fight not to spit out the hot liquid in his mouth. He swallowed it down quickly before snorting with laughter. "Bloody hell, I can't believe people actually voted for him." I raised an eyebrow, "So you do know him."

"I do, unfortunately." He chuckled, "After I graduated from Edinburgh I went to the states to work for another university doing some very low-level research. James and I shared a room for a good few months before I went back to Scotland. After that we tend to end up in the same places…Kind of a small world where we're concerned." My eyebrow was still firmly raised.

"We were drinking one night and he told me that one day he was going to be president. I laughed it off and told him he was a moron. I guess he's less of a moron than I thought. How do you know I know him, anyway?" I smiled, "He wrote me a letter, it was a congratulation of sorts followed by a promise that three of us would always be protected." Carson looked taken aback.

"He was always a good guy but that's really…amazing, of him." I nodded obtusely, "He knows it's your kid as well, so that might have had something to do with it." Carson smiled at me, "It's times like these where I actually miss the guy – you'd love him if you met him."

"Well hopefully I will, he said that he'd love to visit… I mean he's a busy man but I don't see why we can't eventually sort something out." Carson nodded and briefly squeezed my hand before returning to his meal. "I love the fact that we get knowing looks now – people totally know what's going on…" I smirked and he chuckled slightly.

"Aye, Colonel Carter's planning on talking to all the heads of departments this afternoon as well though. She didn't want us there though – told us we needed to relax seeing as though we've not stopped for weeks." I nodded in agreement.

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