A/N: Only thing I own are my OC's: Nikki, Alex, Lt. Gordon, Becca, Jayden, Carrigan, ect. I also own the plot. Kind of. Some of the plot. The rest? Not mine. That's MGM's.

So what do you think is going to happen next? Will their happiness continue? Will something bad happen? What in the world is going to happen to them next?

Well…there are a few things up my sleeve. Mwahahahahahahahaha. *cough, cough.*

OH! In the last chapter, I forgot to give a shout out to someone who has been helping me with the ideas for this story. Thank you so much, Clarabelle26, for letting me bounce ideas off of you and for giving some of your own! It has definitely helped progress this story a lot!

On to the story…

Chapter 17

The next morning, John woke up to the smell of coffee. He opened his eyes and realized that Nikki had already gotten up and left the room. He rolled over and looked at the clock. It was later than he usually slept.

John grunted as he rolled out of bed and got dressed. He walked out into the kitchen to find Nikki helping Becca cook breakfast while Dave sat at the table reading the newspaper. Dave looked up from reading when he heard John walk in.

"Good morning, John. Sleep well?" "Yeah, better than I have in a while, actually."

He stifled a yawn and Dave chuckled and went back to reading. He walked over to Nikki and gave her a quick kiss before heading over to the table with a mug of steaming coffee.

Becca looked over at Nikki. "Nikki, could you hand me the…oh my god." Nikki looked up at her with a confused look on her face. John and Dave looked over at them. Becca froze and was staring at Nikki's hand. She looked up at Nikki. "Is that what I think it is?"

Nikki's eyebrows furrowed and she looked down at her hand. Becca was pointing at the ring that John had proposed to her with last night. She blushed and looked back up at Becca. She nodded and smiled. Becca's face immediately lit up and she whipped around to look at John.

His eyebrows furrowed together as well. He wasn't up long enough to really understand what she was talking about. "John Sheppard! Why didn't you tell us?"

He looked over at Dave, but he shrugged and shook his head. He didn't know either. "Tell you what?"

Becca rolled her eyes. She grabbed Nikki's hand and showed them the ring on her finger. Realization dawned on both Dave and John. Becca saw the realization dawn on her husband's face and narrowed her eyes at him.

"You knew, didn't you?" Dave looked at John with an expression that read, "Help me!"

John jumped to his rescue. "I told him last night before we celebrated. That's how I got the ring. He gave it to me. I proposed to her after we went to bed last night. With everything that happened last night, it probably just slipped his mind. I don't blame him. We kind of unloaded a lot of information on you guys last night."

Dave seemed to be holding his breath. Becca rolled her eyes, but the smile returned to her face. She let go of Nikki's hand and turned to face her. "Well, congratulations! There seems to be a lot of that happening lately! So! Tell me. How did he do it?"

Nikki dove into the story about how he proposed while John and Dave started talking quietly about the conversation they had had in the office the day before.

"So, I talked to Becca about it last night." John looked up from his coffee. "She wants to. She was so excited to finally be able to get to know you again and to meet Nikki. Being on Atlantis for that short time had her on cloud nine. Well, once I was out of the coma she was on cloud nine."

John chuckled and nodded. He remembered how excited Becca and the kids had been to be on Atlantis. He had shown them around. He had even let the kids sit in on a sparring lesson or two.

"She definitely wants to go back. She isn't working since I make enough money and so she can take care of the kids. I think she gets a little bored around here."

John snorted. "I can imagine why. Being in a big house all by yourself all day everyday would get pretty boring. I don't know how she survives."

Dave chuckled and nodded. John had always been the type to have to do something. He couldn't just sit around all day. He had been that way his entire life.

"We still have to talk to the kids about it, but we decided it would be best to do that if it's approved. We don't want to get their hopes up." John nodded. "What about you? What do you think?"

Dave stared down into his own coffee for a minute thinking about how to answer. "John, I just got my brother back. And now I'm going to have a sister-in-law and be an uncle to two beautiful children. I almost died and what did my little brother do? He took me to another galaxy, to an alien city, and saved my life."

He looked up at his little brother and their eyes locked. "I haven't been able to stop dreaming about that city ever since I left. I would love to go back. My partner in the business is more than capable of handling what needs to be done on this end while I'm there. I'll just have to tell him I'm out of the country or something. We had to relocate for some reason, but that it's still my business."

John nodded and took a sip of coffee. Inside, he was practically leaping for joy. His brother and his sister-in-law wanted to come live with him. They wanted to be close to him. He never would have imagined that this would be happening. Not in his wildest dreams.

"Tomorrow morning Elizabeth is coming back so we can talk to the Generals about the idea. Hopefully they'll be able to give us a quick answer. They'll have to talk to the President, the IOA, the Homeworld Security…"

"Homeworld security?" John chuckled. "Yeah, it's homeland security, but for all of Earth. It's to help against the Wraith in case they ever make it this far. Not that they will, it's just a precaution."

That set off warning bells in Dave's head. "The Wraith. What if they attack the city? What if something else happens to the city?" "We have fail-safe systems in place for certain things that could happen. We also have a shield to hold back enemies from getting to the city and destroying it. If we need to, we also have an alpha site where we can relocate everyone on Atlantis. We also have enough power to be able to gate back to Earth in an emergency. If we have to abandon the planet, well, we have ways of doing that and taking the city with us. Don't worry, Dave. The city's safety has been my top priority for years. I've been the commanding military officer since day one practically. Well, day one and minus a few hours when Colonel Sumner was in charge…but that's besides the point."

Dave nodded slowly. He knew that him and his family would be in good hands with his brother in charge. He had talked to some of the men and women under John's command while he had been on Atlantis and he had gotten a sense of the military aspect of his brother.

He had always known his brother inside and out when they were younger. The two of them had shared everything until a few years after their mother had died. They had started to drift when their father had gotten harder on John.

While on Atlantis, he had heard many stories when John had sacrificed his life over and over again to save even one person. He had almost died countless times to save his friends and those he was responsible for.

They told him that he wasn't the usual kind of commander who was tough and hard to get along with. He wasn't one who was very strict and very military-like.

He found out that John was a more laid-back commander. Everyone he had talked to loved being under his command. They couldn't imagine having anyone else be in charge.

Their words really spoke to him about his brother's character and the kind of man he was. He had no idea about the military side of John. And if the plan to move to Atlantis was accepted, he would finally get to see that part of him.

"So, John, I had the idea that we could all go out for supper tonight. It's Friday, so the kids will be at their friend's houses. It'll just be the four of us."

John looked up at Nikki. "What do you think, Nikki?" She looked over at them and smiled. "I think it sounds great. It'll give us a chance to actually get out while we're back."

John smiled and nodded. "I agree." He looked back at Dave. "Looks like it's a plan. Where did you have in mind?"

They discussed their dinner plans until breakfast was ready. They ate together while John and Nikki shared stories about Atlantis. Nikki kept telling them about the embarrassing things that John was subjected to. He would just blush slightly, roll his eyes, and completely deny it.

Dave left for work and Becca mentioned that she needed to do some grocery shopping. "Hey, Nikki, would you want to come with? It would give us time to get to know each other before we become sisters." She had a huge grin on her face when she called them sisters. Nikki looked at John. "Looks like you're on your own, Colonel."

He snorted and looked at her. "Have fun. And stay out of trouble! Last thing I need is more trouble while we're on Earth." She rolled her eyes.

She walked around the table and kissed him on the lips before she started to follow Becca out of the room. At the door, she turned around and said, "I love you, John." His smile grew. "I love you too, Nikki."

She winked at him and then left with Becca. He was left in the house by himself so he decided to go for a run before he took a shower.

He ran a good five miles before he decided to head back to the house. When he get in the house, he took out his earbuds. He set his ipod down in his room before grabbing a clean set of clothes and heading for the bathroom.

He took a long, hot shower. It felt good after running nearly ten miles. He got out of the shower and got dressed. Suddenly, he heard his cell phone ringing from the guest room.

He picked it up and looked at the caller id. It was Jack. "This is Sheppard."

"Colonel, we have a problem." John sat down on the edge of the bed and started to put on his socks. "What kind of problem, General?"

There was a pause. "Sheppard, Becca and Nikki have been kidnapped."

SGA

Nikki and Becca walked into the grocery store. They hadn't talked about anything really important so far. Becca had just been talking about how she had met Dave. She had mentioned that when they had met, John had recently married Nancy.

"I never really cared for Nancy. She always seemed to have a stick up her ass. Especially when it came to John. Whenever he had to be gone for duty, she was practically obsessed with the man. She would always brag about how she was married to an Air Force pilot who saves lives. I mean, I love John, but I thought he was crazy for marrying her."

Nikki smiled and looked over at her. "Why did he marry her?" Becca picked up a box of cereal and started reading the nutritional facts. "Honestly, it beats me. He never really seemed that into her. There was an occasional flicker of something between them, but not too often. I think it had something to do with his father, Patrick. I remember Dave telling me that the man was practically obsessed with getting John to have a normal life. And for Patrick, that meant making him get married and settle down. Once they were married, I remember him always hinting about them having kids. John would always roll his eyes and change the subject."

Nikki nodded. She didn't know why she wanted to know about his first marriage, but she did. Especially after what had happened between her and Nancy when they had met.

"I remember Patrick being so upset when he found out they were getting a divorce. That meant that John would be gone more. And that's the last time we all saw him. John and Patrick had gotten into a huge fight. The worst one they ever had, I think."

"What was it about?" Becca frowned and seemed to space out for a moment, remembering the fight.

"John had just gotten there. We were all supposed to have dinner together, but he arrived after we had finished…"

John walked into the dining room in his Air Force uniform. He had been in meetings about his next mission and couldn't get out early.

Patrick turned to look at him when he walked in. "Well, it's about damn time you showed up."

"Dad, before you start, I've been in meetings and couldn't get out early." Patrick nodded and took a sip of his scotch. "Meetings, huh? I suppose they weren't about you quitting the military and joining the family business, were they?"

John sighed and set his car keys down on the table. "No, Dad, they weren't." His father nodded and stared down into his scotch. "Okay. Well, tell me some good news then. How are you and Nancy doing? Is she pregnant yet?"

John tensed and immediately Patrick had a bad feeling. "John, what did you do now?"

John took a calming breath, "Dad, she's not pregnant. She's not going to be pregnant. At least not by me. We're getting a divorce."

Dave dropped the plate he had been carrying to the kitchen. Becca jumped at the noise and she watched the scene in front of her, too scared to move.

"Please tell me this is some kind of sick practical joke." John shook his head. "It's not. We already filed. It'll be settled in the next couple of months."

Patrick's grip on his scotch tightened. "You disappoint me, John, you know that? First, you refuse to go into the family business and insist on flying around in circles all day, and now you're throwing away the one good decision you actually made. I can't believe this. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"

"The one good decision? Dad, I don't just fly in circles. I'm a part of the United States military. You know, most fathers would be proud of their sons for putting their lives on the line to save others. But no, not you, Dad. All you care about is yourself, your favorite son, and that damned family business. You couldn't care less about what I want or what makes me happy. You stopped caring about that the day Mom died."

Patrick slammed his glass onto the table. "Don't you dare talk to me like that! I deserve respect, damn it!"

"To deserve respect, you have to give it. And you haven't given me any in years." Becca and Dave exchanged glances. Dave gestured for Becca to leave the room. She quietly left, but stayed close to the door so she could still hear what was being said.

"Why should I? Give me one good reason." "Because I'm your son! Isn't that reason enough?"

"You're not my son, John. My son would listen to me and respect me. He would obey my wishes. You just go around doing whatever you damn well please."

John just stood there, staring at his father. Dave looked back and forth between the two, not sure what to say. "I'm an adult, Dad. And I'm doing what I love. And if you think it's just a bunch flying in circles, then fine. Think whatever you want. The family business was never right for me, you know that. You have to. I've never been one to just sit around all day."

Patrick poured himself another scotch and took a sip. "When are you going to finally get your head on straight and quit that damn circus act?"

John shook his head. He couldn't believe it. "That's my life, whether you like it or not. I'm not quitting just to make you happy. How many times do I have to say that before it finally gets through to you? I know I disappoint you. I always have. I disappoint you because I went to Stanford instead of Harvard. I disappoint you because I joined the military. I disappoint you because I'm not a businessman. And I disappoint you because I'm not settling down like you hoped. In fact, I'm doing the opposite and getting a divorce. I'm sorry that I'm nothing like what you hoped."

Patrick took another sip of his scotch and poured himself some more. "You're just like your mother, you know that? You do whatever the hell you want no matter the consequences to anyone else."

"Oh, and what's that supposed to mean, hm?" "That means that while you're off gallivanting around the world on top secret missions and playing pretty boy, your brother and I are here paying for your mistakes. Do you know what people say about us? How my rebel son is off screwing whores behind his wife's back? How he's a disgrace to the family because he's not here?"

John took a step away from his father. "First of all, I'm not out screwing whores. I've been nothing but faithful to Nancy. Second of all, I don't give a rat's ass what people say or think about me. They can think what they want, I really don't care. I don't care if I'm a disgrace to this family."

"You wouldn't. You don't give a damn about any of us, do you, John? That's obvious. I might as well write you off as dead along with your mother."

"Is that what you really think? You think I don't care about you? If I didn't care, we wouldn't be having this argument. I wouldn't be here. I would have left years ago and never came back, but I did."

"Well, it sure doesn't seem like it. Why don't you just leave, John?" John stared at his father. He watched as he downed the rest of that scotch. Patrick stood there staring at his son. "You would like that wouldn't you? Get rid of the nuisance in the family. He's caused enough trouble by not being around, why not make sure he never comes back. I wish mom could see this. See how much of an asshole you really are."

Patrick practically exploded. He had had enough. "I don't give a damn about what your mother would think right now! She's dead, John! She's gone. Good riddance too. I don't know what I'd do with two of you around. It's bad enough with one of you! Now get the hell out of my house! Don't you dare come back until you quit the charade you call the military. I don't want to see your face in this house until that day comes, you hear me?"

John started backing up towards the door. "I hope this helps you sleep at night. Knowing that you just ruined any chance you had with your youngest son. I won't be coming back. This is the last time you'll ever see me. And I hope that thought haunts you. Have a nice life, Patrick."

He turned around and walked through the door. Dave was yelling after him, but he ignored him. He just needed to get away. He was on his own now. He had no family and hardly any friends. At least no close friends. It was just him.

Nikki let everything sink in. They had been moving through the store while Becca told the story. "Wow. I knew it was bad, but I didn't know it was that bad."

Becca nodded with a sad look on her face. "That was the last time I saw John until he walked through that hospital room with you. I never thought that I would see him again."

Nikki nodded and looked at her friend. "What about Patrick? How did he take their fight afterwards?"

"He was more withdrawn after that. I believe that he regretted everything he said. I know that he missed John, we all did. Dave told me he had found a few pieces of paper where Patrick had started to write to John, apologizing about everything, but stopped. He just shoved them into his drawer and left them there. He was too proud to finish them, let alone actually send them."

"Do you still have them?" Becca's eyebrows furrowed as she went deep in thought. "I believe so. I'd have to ask Dave. He would know where they were if we did keep them. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was just thinking…it might give John a little piece of mind to know that his father wanted to apologize and everything. I know that he takes it really hard. He's scared that he's going to be like his father with our children. He's scared he's going to lose them like his father lost him."

Becca nodded and looked at her. "John's a good man. That would never happen. If anything, he's learned from his father's mistakes and can use those mistakes to better the relationships he'll have with his own children."

"I keep telling him that but, you know John. He's stubborn." Becca laughed and smiled. "Tell me about it! That's a Sheppard thing, I think. Dave certainly is stubborn. And Patrick was the worst of the three!"

They continued to talk about different things while they got groceries. They went through the line and checked out. They were just about to leave the check-out line when Nikki felt a the tip of a gun press into her back. "Freeze, bitch, or everyone in here will be on the ground in seconds."

Her eyes widened and she looked at Becca. She turned around and saw the man behind Nikki. Her eyes grew when she saw the look on Nikki's face.

Another figure appeared next to the one who had a gun on Nikki. "Listen up, little miss. You come with us without putting up a fight, we'll let your little friend here live to see another day, you got that?"

Nikki nodded, her eyes never leaving Becca. She mouthed to her, "It's going to be okay." Becca nodded slightly, not enough for the men to notice.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Just let her go. She has nothing to do with this."

"We're going to put the gun away and we'll walk out of the store without a commotion. Otherwise, you're little friend won't even make it to the hospital, nor will the rest of the people in here."

Nikki nodded. "Okay. I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt anyone." The gun was removed from her back and a firm hand wrapped around her arm. Before she was pulled away from Becca, she mouthed to her again, "Call John." The second guy saw her mouthing something to Becca and was pissed. The gun was back on Nikki's back and they stopped moving.

"That was the wrong move, bitch. Now you're going to pay."

The second guy took out a gun and shot the cashier. It hit her stomach and she slid to the ground. People started to scream and take cover. Becca was frozen in place. She knew that if she tried to take cover, the man would shoot her. He pointed his gun at the next cashier and shot him. He dropped to the ground as well. Neither had been kill shots, but they were still bad.

"Why are you doing this?" The first guy laughed. "We have our orders, sweetheart. And the order is, you're coming with us, whether you like it or not."

"Okay, then take me. Let these people live. Let's just get out of here. Let these people go. They didn't do anything."

The second guy walked into her line of view. "No, but you tried to slip one past us to this pretty little one here. So, I think we're going to have to take her with us. You know, so she doesn't tattle to your little fuck buddy." Nikki turned and looked at the guy. "What are you talking about?"

The guy smiled and tilted his head to the side. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, sweetheart. The Colonel, of course. Word on the street is you've been sleepin' in his bed. We can't have that, now can we? You see…he belongs to someone else. And we can't have you getting in the way of that. So, you two will be coming with us."

Nikki looked at Becca. They exchanged a look. They both knew who had to be behind this. "Okay, let's go. Just don't hurt anymore of these innocent people, and I'll come with you willingly."

He laughed and shook his head. "You'll come willingly no matter what, hun. And she's coming too."

He grabbed Becca and motioned for the guy who had Nikki to move out of the store. Nikki looked at one of the cashiers who wasn't hurt. She made sure the guys who were taking them couldn't see her lips. "I'm Dr. Nikki Teagan. Military. Tell the cops that." The cashier nodded.

As soon as the men left the store with Nikki and Becca, she grabbed the phone and called 911.

"911, what's the emergency?"

"Hello, I'm a cashier at Sales Mart. Two men just came in here with guns. They took two women and shot two people. We need an ambulance. On their way out, one of the women looked at me and said she's in the military and that her name is Dr. Nikki Teagan. She told me to tell the cops that."

"Okay, an ambulance is on the way, ma'am. I need you to stay calm. Have they left the store yet?"

"Yes. As soon as they walked out, I called 911. They shoved the women into a black van and drove off. There was no license plate."

"Okay, the police will be there shortly. You need to keep everyone calm and do not let anyone leave, okay? Everything will be okay. I'll stay on the line with you until they get there."

"Okay, thank you so much!"

SGA

They shoved Nikki and Becca into the van. The second guy walked around and climbed into the driver's seat while the man who had taken Nikki got into the back with them. He shut the door and then turned to them.

He grabbed some zip ties and forced them to turn around. He bound their wrists together and shoved them against the wall of the van. "Now sit there and don't say a word. You talk, I shoot."

Nikki glared at him until he looked back at the guy who was driving. "We got ourselves a feisty one here, Carl."

"You idiot! Don't say my name! Are you stupid?" "Uh…sorry. I mean…Jim! Yeah! She's real feisty, Jim."

"You're such an idiot."

Nikki looked at Becca. She tried to keep her calm by giving her reassuring looks. She knew that the cops would run her name and it would pop up in the SGC that they were running it. They would look into why her name was being run and they would find out about the kidnapping. Then they would call John.

John would flip shit and make the call to bring in his team from Atlantis. He would want the best working to bring her and Becca home safely. And she knew that he would find them. He wouldn't stop at anything to bring them home. She had hope for them. As long as she knew that John was out there looking for them, she had hope.

Well..I told you I was going to kick things up a notch. Or two. This wasn't exactly where I was planning on going with that...but, things happen when you write. Details change and the slightest changed detail will lead you down numerous paths. I will try to update soon with what happens to them. But...I am taking an online class that is already kicking my butt along with other classes. Y'all are just lucky that I only have classes two days a week. Well, anyways, let me know what you thought.

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