Three Months Later

Vala goes to get a drink of water in the middle of the night. When she turns on the kitchen light, she sees Olivia with spray cheese and marshmallow fluff spread on an Oreo.

"No wonder you've been sick," Vala comments.

"Yeah, no wonder," Olivia says in a voice that causes Vala to do a double take, and turn back to her step-daughter. "Livy, you're not pregnant, are you?"

Olivia nods her head.

"Babe, you should have told your father and I as soon as you found out! So does Blaze know? Is that why you moved out? Wasn't he willing to man up and be a father?"

"It's not Blaze's," Olivia mutters.

Vala's brows knit together, "I never thought you'd be the cheating type."

"I didn't cheat. Who do you think I am, you?" Olivia demands, quickly hating the accusation.

"Woah! I've never cheated on anyone. At least not when there wasn't an alien parasite in my head. It's kind of the logical conclusion. You had a nasty break up and moved home two months ago. You haven't gone out with anyone since then. I find out you are pregnant, and it's not the guy you broke up with. So whose baby is it?"

"Ty's."

Vala sits in silence, and stares at Olivia for a long time. No, 'glares' would be a better word.

"Vala, it's…" Olivia starts to explain.

But Vala cuts her off, "What kind of masochist are you? It's bad enough that you fell in love with someone you knew full well you could never have. Don't give me that 'you didn't know' crap. You were his best friend, and everyone else knew since he was three. So you fall in love with someone you could never have. Then you date him. Then when that's over, you keep loving him even when you have better choices in front of you. Blaze was no winner, to be sure, but he wasn't gay. And there are a lot of men out there better than Blaze, sweetheart. Make no mistake, Livy, there are good fish in the sea beneath all the macerals. Then… you have a baby with him? You know that this relationship can never go anywhere! That you can never be happy with him! And you make a baby! How the hell did you do it, Olivia? No, I honestly want to know how you tricked that gay man into sleeping with you to make a baby."

"I didn't."

"Didn't trick him? You might not think you did, but you did!" Vala raves.

"No, I didn't sleep with him. He donated sperm. I gave him an egg. He's pregnant, too. He's actually a month farther along than I am; my first round didn't take."

"You think that changes anything I said?" Vala asks.

"Kind of, because I didn't sleep with Ty."

"Olivia, was this really about a baby? If so, fine. I support the idea of single motherhood. I think you'll be a great mother, and I'll be willing to spoil the baby silly in all the ways that grandparents do. But if this is even the tiniest bit about you being in love with Ty, or you thinking that this will win Blaze back, then babe, you've screwed up, and that baby deserves a hell of a lot better."

"I'm not a kid, Vala."

"Really, I couldn't tell, because you are living in a bedroom that you share with your ten-year-old sister. It has pink bunnies on the wall."

"That's temporary," Olivia says.

"Most people who plan babies, they wait until they are ready for them. If this baby was an accident, I would hold you and tell you that everything is going to be ok. I wouldn't care that you don't have a place of your own or a job that has medical insurance. I would take care of you, for you sake, for the babies sake. But this isn't a mistake. You chose this kid. Having a baby on purpose when you don't even have your own room is irresponsible, kid."

"Stop calling me that!"

"Then stop being one! This baby is counting on you, and you'd better get your crap in a group before it comes! If you need help with piling the crap, let me know. If you need a shoulder to cry on, pick someone's besides mine!" Vala says, getting up to leave the room. She turns back, "But don't pick your gay baby daddy!"

The kitchen led into the living room with a wide archway, so there was no door to slam. Vala's only recourse was to slam her bedroom door which had the added benefit of waking up her husband so she could vent with him.

"Your daughter is pregnant!" she raves.

"Which one?" he asks, rubbing his eyes in tiredness.

"Well, probably if it was the married one with four kids I wouldn't be this angry, and it's probably not the one who hasn't gone through puberty yet, so you guess…"

"I'm going to kill Blaze."

"Ty."

"What?"

"You want to kill the guy who got her pregnant, so you want to kill Ty."

"How did Olivia convince Ty he wasn't gay anymore?" Daniel asks, obviously impressed, and no doubt planning all sorts of bonding experiences for the man who was fated to be his son-in-law.

"Oh, he's still gay. They're having each other's baby. Olivia gave him an egg, so he could do that freaky male pregnancy thing, and he gave her sperm so she could have her little fantasy mini-Ty baby."

"Male pregnancy… so Jack knew."

"You are so missing the point of this story, babe."

"No, I'm not. My daughter destroyed her life by purposely getting pregnant before she was ready, and my best friend denied me a chance to stop her."

"So you're mad at Jack?"

"Yes! They're kids. They were pissed about a break-up. They wanted to rush forward, and make damaging life choices. He's the grown-up. He should have been the one to step in and say, 'no, stop, think about it'. I mean, she only broke up with Blaze three months ago! That is not enough time to heal and think rationally."

"That is what I tried to tell Olivia!"

"What did she say? How is she?" Daniel asks.

"Angry, but I think that was mostly because I wasn't out there dancing the jig at the great news of how I was becoming a grandma."

"She thought we'd be happy about it?"

Vala nods.

"What are her plans? Is she going to keep living here after the baby comes?"

"I don't know. I told her that she'd better get plans, and she seemed to be completely surprised by this suggestion. I don't think she's realized that at some point the baby is going to come out of her yet."

Daniel's head falls against the headboard, "Are all of our kids going to be this much trouble?"

Vala laughs.

"How about this? We put them in little metal cages until they get married? Huh? Good plan?"

"How are they going to find a spouse if they are in little metal cages?"

"I bring them one," he says, raising his eyebrows.

"Really? You want an arranged marriage for your kids?" Vala asks, sitting down on the bed, calm for the first time since she found out the truth of what Olivia had done.

"I don't know. My arranged marriage was pretty good, up until the death part," he says.

"Oh, sorry. I forget that you actually had an arranged marriage."

"Sometimes I do, too. Sha're feels a long way away from here."

"You're not actually suggesting we arrange marriages for our kids, are you?"

"No, I'm pretty sure that if I actually approved of anyone, that would make them immediately odious to our kids, especially the girls."

"They're going to find their one way through this," Vala assures him.

"I just wish they could manage it without breaking their hearts," Daniel says with a sigh.

"Or ours."

-0-

Ty opens up the door of his new apartment to see Eli standing there. He stares at him, full of pain, for a long moment, before he says, "You want to come in?"

"I went to see you at your parents' place, and they said that you'd moved out again. You got this place," Eli says.

Ty nods, and stands in the living room, unwilling to sit down. For the past few months, just the thought of Eli was enough to make his heart ache. Now the sight, the smell of him, it was all Ty could do not to cry.

Of course, some of that was probably the pregnancy hormones.

"How have you been?" Eli says.

"I've mostly been hanging out in the pit of despair, you?"

"The same."

"So has something changed, or have you just come here to torture me with the things I can't have?" Ty asks.

"I would never torture you on purpose," Eli says, looking down.

"Well, unless you're willing to tell you parents everything…" Ty begins.

"I did," Eli says in a tiny voice.

"What?" Ty asks in shock.

"After you left me… I was so depressed I couldn't do anything. I never even went back to seminary. I couldn't stand the thought of our place without you. They tried everything to get me up. Then, finally, they actually tried listening. I told them everything, Ty. I told them about known I was gay when I was in kindergarten. I told them about how hard I prayed that it wasn't true when I was in middle school. I told them about our friendship, and our relationship. I told them about the accountability group, and the reason why I finally decided it was okay to be gay. I told them about our marriage."

"Is it hard to clean up after brains exploding?" Ty asks.

Eli smiles, "It wasn't as bad as I'd been thinking it was all those years. They weren't even mad. They were just really, really disappointed. So we talked, and cried, and… things are getting better, Ty. They don't really approve, but they do understand me. They also think that backing away from a marriage is just as sinful as living in a homosexual one…"

"So they're still calling it sin?" Ty sneers.

Eli shrugs, "They call it that, yeah, but the word doesn't hurt like it used to. They don't mean it as much as they used to mean it."

"They shouldn't mean it at all," Ty says.

"I didn't really come here to talk about my parents. I came to tell you that I was wrong when I asked you to lie to my parents for all of those years. I was really wrong when I asked you to leave. I'm sorry."

Ty flinches, "It's too late, Eli. I'm sorry, but you're too late."

"You're with someone else?" Eli asks, and he is so staggered by the news that Ty puts out his arm to keep him from falling.

"No. Are you ok, Eli?" Ty says, concerned about what his partner had revealed to him a bit earlier in the conversation about his delicate mental state.

"I'm fine," Eli says waving his hand dismissively, "How can it be too late, unless you're with someone else?"

"Eli, I'm having a baby."

A smiles crosses Eli's face, and Ty doesn't know if it's out of relief or genuine excitement about the idea of being a father.

"Really? You decided to go ahead with the baby. That's great."

"I should have waited for you."

"Ok, maybe. But I didn't exactly give you a whole lot of reason to think that I was going to come around the to cause. I can understand why you got tired of waiting. I don't blame you for getting tired of waiting. You don't have to worry about a baby coming between us. Now that I have told my parents that I'm gay and married, I'm ready to be a father," Eli laughs at himself, "Ok, that is a lie. I am nowhere near ready to be a father! But I'll get ready, we'll figure this out. How much time do we have, did you decide to go with surrogacy or adoption?"

"Eli, I'm having a baby. Like literally having a baby," Ty says, hoping he is getting the idea across to his partner. Since Eli still knows nothing about the Stargate, he has no idea how he is going to explain all of this to him.

"Surrogacy? Is Olivia the surrogate?" Eli asks, and Ty is surprised that he doesn't look angry at the thought. Ty didn't exactly think Eli would be able to handle that concept. Not that it was the most difficult pill he had to swallow.

"Eli, I'm having a baby, as in I'm pregnant," he says, taking his husband's hand and placing it on his own stomach.

Eli makes a disgusted face, "Ty, this is not the time to mess around."

Ty knows that this this case, seeing is going to be believing, so he picks up his cell phone, and dials his father, "Dad. Eli is here. He's having a little trouble believing me about the origins of my baby." There is a pause before Ty says, "Yeah, I don't blame him either. You offered me a non-disclosure deal for him a while back. Is that still good? I'd like to bring him in and have him see an ultra-sound. Ok, we'll be there soon."

"Ty, you're not pregnant, because you're a man, and men don't get pregnant," Eli says with his brows raised.

"Ok, then go with me to the base."

"I don't have to go, I know it's not true!" Eli protests.

"Well, then I must be crazy, because I really believe that I am pregnant. If you come with me, you'll be able to show my father how crazy I am, and get me the help that I need."

"I didn't say you were crazy," Eli protests.

"I wouldn't blame you if you had," Ty says with a sad smile.