AN- Well here is the last chapter of this story. I have to say this was fun and my first story as such for this fandom. I do have another out their buts it's a prompts collection and is an ongoing project. I have a one shot in the pipeline and also as I post this, I am due to start/do NaNo for the first time. I will leave you now and let you enjoy the last chapter and as I always say, please read and review.

You can fly too!

It had been several months since the leaders of Atlantis had been married and nothing had really changed. The command structure seemed to work as it always did, Elizabeth in charge and John away exploring the Galaxy. They even managed a few occasion they went together, even when John tried to talk her out of it. Elizabeth even managed to sneak out on a few off-world missions with Major Lorne and his team, especially if John was already off-world. There had been the odd scrape and scuff for John, but on the whole, he made it back in one piece. Ronon had to admit John was a lot more careful when he was out and about, more so now he had a reason to come home.

Elizabeth as always fretted when John and his team were away, but no more than she had done before. She always worried when he was gone, no matter where or for how long. He had a knack for trouble and could always attract problems wherever he went. On two occasions, his own wedding band nearly got him in trouble. The first time he was propositioned by a world leader he was trying to trade with, she was not impressed when he told her he was married and showed her the engraving on the inside of the band. The team was quickly dismissed from the planet and told thanks but no thanks since John was off the trade list.

The second time was when his ring got caught as he tried to escape from a prison the whole team had been locked up in. He had torn the skin on his finger and couldn't wear the ring for weeks till the skin had completely healed. Depending on what he was doing now depended on where his ring was. If he was going on trade meeting it was on his finger, but if they were doing a recon mission it was on his dog tag. Elizabeth wasn't too upset he didn't wear it all the time, she understood after seeing how bad his finger was torn why it had to go on his tags at times.

Now as she sat in her office she looked down and realised she had been sat deep in thought, her right hand sat twirling her wedding band around her finger without her noticing. Looking at the time on her watch she saw it was just gone 21:00 hrs. There were two teams off-world, major Lorne's and John's. Neither was due back till the next day so she had no reason to still be in her office. Since getting married, she's seemed to slip in a habit of spending less time there when John was home. When he wasn't she did seem to slip back and spend hours there like she had that day. After seeing the teams off after breakfast, she had been there all day, only popping out for bathroom breaks and to see some amazing artifact Rodney had. Chuck had steadily supplied coffee, lunch and even jello.

Getting up from her desk she stretched out and yawned, she had seemed more tired of later for some reason but she had no idea why. She was probably spending more time in bed than ever before. Fair enough most of that was due to a certain flyboy who now shared it with her and the fact they weren't always sleeping. Shutting down her office she made her way through the control room and wished the night crew goodnight. Slowly winding her way through the city she took the long route and walked instead of transporting there in a quarter of the time. By the time she reached the quarters she now shared with John she was even more tired than before. Opening the door, she looked around at the disarray of clothes everywhere. John was last out that morning and hadn't bothered to pick his dirty clothes up. Bending over to pick the discarded t-shirt up she pulled it close as she caught a whiff of John's aftershave. Sure enough, her nostrils were filled with the unique smell of John as she scrunched the t-shirt up and held it to her face.

Walking to the bed she started to strip off her uniform as she got ready for bed. When she was down to her underwear she dumped all the dirty stuff in the hamper ready to be washed. Debating on what to wear for bed she unhooked her bra and it joined the other clothes in the hamper. Looking at the closet she decided naked save her panties was good since that was the normal now, pulling the covers back and climbing into bed. When she was all tucked in she grabbed the t-shirt from on top of the cover and pulled it close, using it a makeshift pillow. She fell asleep straight away with the smell of John surrounding her.

When she woke next morning she was a little disorientated, she had slept all night and the sun was shining in through the rooms balcony doors. Looking at her watch she saw it was just after 08:15 hrs. She and slept in for the first time since she was on her honeymoon with John. Jumping out of bed she made a dash for the shower and stepped under the steaming water after stripping her panties off. She had a quick shower and got dried and dressed at top speed. When she was finally ready she grabbed her earpiece and headed out the door, hearing the whoosh of it shutting behind her. Making her way to the transporter she went to press the button for the control room as her earpiece came to life.

"I am on my way Chuck, will be there in five minutes." Tapping the earpiece and ending the connection.

When the transporter doors opened she stepped out and headed up the stairs to the control room. Crossing the control room she smiled at the few people who had already changed over from night to day shirt. Walking to her office she spied the coffee and fruit on her desk, Chuck had been in before she got there.

"Thank you, Chuck." Calling over her shoulder as she heard a "You're welcome Dr. Sheppard-Weir."

Entering the office she dropped down in her chair and took her coffee cup in her hand. After taking a few sips, she looked at the banana and decide she wasn't up to food just yet. Setting her tablet up she looked over the day's schedule and set about clearing more of the reports that had come through. She was sat reading one of John mission reports when she heard a shout for an incoming wormhole. Since there were only two teams due in she stood up and made her way through to see which team it was.

"It's Major Lorne coming home," Chuck told her as he read the IDC on the screen.

After giving the go to drop the shield she went and watched Major Lorne and his team walk through the gate and stopped at the bottom of the ramp looking up at her.

"Welcome home gentlemen. Looks like all went well for you?" Seeing they were all happy and in one piece.

"It did indeed, we'll tell you about it after we get the all clear from the doc," Lorne called up to her as he nodded his head and his team made their way out to go to the infirmary.

She had just returned to her office and sat down when the shout came again for gate activation. This had to be John and his team, they were all that was left to come home. Standing up she made her way back into the control room and had to suppress a yawn when she stood waiting for an IDC to come through.

"It's Ronon's IDC, shield lowered," Chuck told her belfries he could respond.

Walking out she stood and looked down at the shimmering puddle, waiting for the last of her family to come home. The first one to appear was Teyla, followed by Rodney and then a mass that was a cross between Ronon and John. Elizabeth's heart stopped when she saw the big Sedaten man half carrying her husband. Like lightning, she was around and down the stairs as she called for a medical team. Stopping at the foot of the ramp she looked at the four people in front of her. It was Teyla who broke the silence.

"John had a little altercation with a steep slope last night, as you can see he lost." Looking between Teyla and John.

Just at that moment Carson came in with a gurney and his medical team. He took one look at John and shook his head.

"Why am I not surprised Colonel Sheppard, it's always you." Watching as Ronon helped John onto the bed and stepped back.

Once he was sat down Elizabeth stepped up to him and reached up to touch the graze on his temple. Just as her fingers touched the lump and graze there her hand was covered by one of John's.

Looking him up and down she could see nothing was serious, he would be up and about soon. She was about to step away when he caught her hand.

"Elizabeth, you okay? You look pale and tired, you get plenty sleep last night?" John asked his wife, his concern both evident in his tone and facial expression.

Just then Carson stepped around and looked Elizabeth up and down.

"Come with us Dr. Sheppard-Weir, we can check you over when we see to your accident prone husband." Turning to walk away before she could even answer him.

To save an argument she fell in step with the gurney as John lay back and got wheeled down to the infirmary, his team tagging along behind him. On entering the infirmary, John was given some privacy as a screen was erected around his bed while the others stood and passed their weapons to an airman from the armoury. They all picked a bed and jumped on to them, waiting their turn to be checked over. Elizabeth was about to slid behind the screen to join John when she was stopped by Carson.

"You follow me, he needs X-Rays and a scan done before we can dismiss it as a sprained ankle and wrist, with a couple of broken fingers on the other hand." Guiding Elizabeth to a more private room. "So, you want to tell me what's wrong and we can see what we can do about it." As he gathered a few things and got her to sit on the bed.

After telling Carson she had been feeling more tired than usual she watched him hook her up to a machine which checked her pulse and heart rate. He drew some blood and called a nurse over to take it and check it straight away. When Elizabeth was sick the city suffered from her absence.

"You just lie back and try to relax, we will get to the bottom of this and John will be right as rain soon enough. He's got a thick skull and his injuries are minor, but I want to check to be sure. You want anything before I go?" Carson asked as he watched Elizabeth lie back and yawn.

"No thanks Carson, am good for now." Yawning again as she got comfortable on the bed.

Carson turned and walked away, glancing over his shoulder before he moved out of view. Looking back he saw Elizabeth had turned on her side and had her eyes shut. She must be tired as she never complained once. Walking back to his other major patient he was pleased to see the rest of the team were being checked over by his staff.

"So colonel, let's see what we have here then." Looking at the scan and X-Ray results. "As I suspected, sprains and broken fingers. Nothing a couple of days rest won't fix." As Carson reached across for the items needed to strap up his wrist, ankle and fingers.

"How's Elizabeth doc, she looked like crap when I saw her upstairs. Don't you dare say that to her, I like my life way too much at the minute." John smirked as he watched Carson strap his fingers together.

"I am running tests now to see what they show if anything. We will take it from there." Tying off the bandage on his sprained wrist.

He was halfway through doing his ankle when his earpiece chipped at him. Telling whoever was on the other end he would be there soon. He asked one of his colleagues to finish the dressing on his ankle while he saw to something. Making a quick exit he made his way back to Elizabeth's bed and her results from the bloods he had done. Reading the results, he looked them over a few times before putting them down and stepping up to the sleeping woman on the bed.

"Elizabeth, I have news for you from your results. You want to tell me anything else that's been going on these past few days, anything unusual or different." Sitting on a chair next to Elizabeth's bed and watching as her eyes focused again and she thought back.

It was twenty minutes later when Elizabeth appeared from the private room with Carson in tow. After a chat with Carson they had got to the root of the problem with Elizabeth and now they were both going to check on John. As soon as he saw her approach him John was up and trying to stand on his crutches.

"Hey, you okay? You still look a little off." John asked his wife as he wobbled forward and took her hand in his.

"Nothing to worry about John, everything is just fine. Shall we see about getting you out of here, I have a meeting on the mainland later which I can't be late for." Standing beside John as she let his hand go so he could use his crutches.

Slowly they made their way through the city to their quarters, Elizabeth opening the door as they approached. Once inside Elizabeth made her way to the bathroom to freshen up. She needed to be on the ball when she went to the mainland. When she came back out she saw John propped up on their bed, his eyes half shut.

"You want to accompany me later? I could use some company other than the pilot." Hoping he would say yes.

"Yeah, that would be cool. Will l not slow you down or get in the way?" John asked as he watched her pull on her clean red top and fresh jacket.

"I haven't seen you in three days, I am sure I can cope with you being around." Walking up to the bed and sitting down beside him. "You need a change of clothes though, them pants have had it." Putting a finger in the tear at the knee and stroking the skin.

John shivered at the contact, his skin tingling as the warmth spread from her fingertips. Getting off the bed he wobbled as he got his balance, before picking his crutches up.

"You get in the bathroom and I will get clean clothes. Go, we only have an hour before we have to leave." Elizabeth ordered John as he hobbled his way over.

After a quick wash and clean uniform John was ready, with some help from Elizabeth they made it to the jumper bay with ten minutes to spare. Stepping up to the jumper the door opened and they both entered, the door shutting behind them. Once inside Elizabeth helped John sit down and took her time making sure he was settled. Since leaving the infirmary, she had been planning this moment all afternoon. Once she was sure he was settled she sat down opposite him in the pilot seat facing him.

"Who's flying us over to the mainland? Thought they might have been here by now." John asked Elizabeth as he watched her turn her chair and face the controls.

When he didn't get a response he watched as Elizabeth laid her hands on the controls for the jumper and the ship came alive under her fingertips. Giving his head a shake he watched as Elizabeth set the controls and checked she was clear for departure. Once she got the all clear she felt the jumper ease off the floor and move upwards through the open roof doors and into the night sky. John was now sat openly gawping, his jaw moving up and down, but no sound leaving his mouth. It was lucky it was only a short flight to the mainland or Elizabeth would have burst waiting for John to gain his voice and start asking questions.

When she landed the jumper and powered it down she turned her chair and looked at John. He was still in shock and still not sure where to start.

"Let's go, John." Standing up and offering her hand to John.

That was all it took to break his fog brain and his voice came back ten fold.

"Elizabeth, you just flew the jumper. I thought the gene therapy didn't work, how long have you been able to work ancient stuff? How did you find out? Why didn't you tell me?" John blurted out before Elizabeth rested two fingers over his lips to shut him up.

"You're right John, the gene therapy didn't work. I only noticed I could do stuff when it was pointed out to me today, but when I think about it I have been using the city and its toys for about a week now. I was going to tell you when I thought of a good way to do it, and as I just proved I think I found a good way. Your face is a picture right now. The only problem is my new abilities won't last." Letting John absorb what she had just said.

They sat in silence while John thought over what he had just been told. He was missing something, he was sure of it, but he had no idea what. Starting at the beginning he went over what she had told him. She now had the ancient gene, just like him. She could now use all ancient technology just like he could. She had been able to for over a week without even realising she could and to top it off she said her new ability wouldn't last. Wait, why wouldn't it last? How long was she expecting it...then it hit him like a freight train, he had the ancient gene but she didn't. She had suddenly come by the gene, but it wouldn't last. His world was blurring at the edges and he looked over at Elizabeth, his wife, the...

"Elizabeth are you..., are we gonna be..., when did you find out?" Dropping out his seat on to his knees if front of Elizabeth.

Finally, the lights had come on, for someone who passed a Mensa test it took him a while. Reaching out she cupped his face in her hands and he shuffled closer to her. When his chest bumped the edge of her seat she leaned forward and placed a kiss to his forehead.

"Glad you caught up, I only found out today when Carson checked me over. It was him that mentioned the gene and how the baby would probably have a strong gene. He asked if I had done anything like open doors, switch the shower on, fly jumpers or used anything else ancient. It wasn't till I sat and thought about it that I relished I could do the doors and shower and had been doing them for about a week. So the answer to your question is yes John, we are going to be parents. In about seven months, we should be welcoming a little Sheppard-Weir into the world." Moving back so she could look at John's face as she mentioned the tiny life they had created.

"A baby, we made a baby Elizabeth. Wow, just wow." Looking between Elizabeth's face and then directly in front of him at her stomach.

She had undone the zipper of her jacket when she entered the jumper so John could see her waist clearly. He could see where the red of her top disappeared into the waistband of her BDU pants. She was such a petite framed woman his mind boggled at the prospect of watching her fill out with their growing child, her abdomen swelling to make room for the new life they had created together. He couldn't help it since his face was in perfect line, he gently moved his head forward till he felt the waistband of her pants under his lips. Bringing his hands up to her hips he managed to slip his fingers under the waistband and hook them under her top. Working back and forwards he untucked her top and brought one of his hands around to the button and zipper of her pants. Looking up at her he undid the button and pulled the zipper down, moving the edges of her pants aside to expose the soft smooth skin of her abdomen.

He never broke eye contact with her as he moved her pants away. He had no idea why but he needed to see, needed to touch and feel the area his child was currently growing. Since she never stopped him he moved her top a little more to expose more of her creamy white skin. Looking back down he looked straight ahead, taking in the amount of skin he had managed to uncover. Bring one finger over he placed it just below her belly button and ran it ever so lightly down her abdomen, only stopping when he hit the fully open zipper of her pants. He caught a glimpse of her black panties and his mind went into overdrive. Moving his finger slowly back up he added another and then another with each downward stroke. Eventually, he had his full hand resting on her abdomen, his fingers gently stroking her skin. He suddenly moved his hand away and tucked it under her pants so his palm rested on her hip. Doing the same with his other hand leaving her again exposed to his gaze. Every so gently he leaned forward and brought his nose into contact with her silky warm belly button. Moving down a little he stopped when his lips were just at the right level. Closing the distance between skin and lips he placed a long, sweet and tender kiss to her abdomen. He let his lips stay in contact with her body as he spoke.

"Daddy loves you little one, more than you'll ever know."

Elizabeth felt herself welling up with emotion, the sight of John on his knees in front of her doing an almost hero worship to her body. It was feeling his lips brush her skin and hearing his words to their unborn child that broke the dam and she let the tears flow freely. Seeing this side of him and being the only one who got to see it was worth its weight in gold. God, she loved him more than life itself most of the time. Yet in the space of the tiny jumper she knew they had created something special and she could both see it and feel it in his responses to her.

"Elizabeth, I love you both so much." Finally moving so he could again look up at his wife.

When he saw the tears running down her face he managed to pull himself to standing and bring her up with him, his hands never actually leaving her hips. Moving her closer to him he let her bury her face in his chest till she had gained some control of her emotions.

"Hey, didn't you have somewhere to be tonight?" Looking around at the fact they were still parked in pitch black on the mainland.

"Nope, it was a ploy to get both you and a jumper out here. Only one other person knows that and that's Chuck. I told him I had something to tell you and we would be gone a couple of hours." Feeling his lips working on her neck as she spoke.

"Couple of hours you say, we've never do it in a jumper have we?" Trailing one hand under her top and up and down her spine.

Elizabeth groaned as John caught her soft spot on her neck. Steering them backwards he made it to the rear compartment. The door closing and locking behind them which he knew was not his doing. All thought left him when he was brought to the brink with just a nibble to his ear. Soon they were both naked and sweaty, John's body lying on the narrow bench with Elizabeth sprawled across him. They were just lying enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking when Elizabeth burst out laughing. John was lost at what had started it, but he wasn't complaining. He decided two could play at this game. After placing a few more kiss to her neck, he moved so he could see her face.

"Hey guess what, you can fly a jumper." As she laughed even more at his last line.

"I can fly too, but only until this one arrives." Bring their joined hands to rest on the home of the very first Sheppard -Weir baby.