Christmas Jingle Beya
The fourth Christmas
John walked towards the mess taking in the decorations. He fought the urge to just turn around and hide in his quarters. But he didn’t want to disappoint his friends and the members of the expedition that had put so much work into bringing a bit of Christmas spirit to Atlantis. He was attending the celebration for them and because Cater as well as Teyla had asked him to.
He turned the last corner. Voices and laughter mingled with Christmas songs washed over him. He froze for a moment, thinking about everything they had lost, Elizabeth, Carson and the Athosians. There would be not Jinto tomorrow morning gushing over things he had gotten for Christmas and no football game with the Athosian children.
“John?” This time Teyla’s voice kept him from bolting. She stood in the door her eyes on him. He stayed where he was. After a moment she moved towards him. His eyes traveled to her face. He should be strong for her and not the other way around. He quickly started to move to meet her halfway. Teyla grabbed his arm as if he was the only thing keeping her from drowning. He met her head with his and they stayed a moment longer than necessary in the typical Athosian greeting.
“You ready?” John asked after a moment, looking up to see her face.
Her face rippled with emotions, before she could hide them. John quenched the urge to take her in his arms. He squeezed her hand instead. He waited a moment longer their hands still entwined.
“I’m ready,” she said after a moment. She turned letting go of John’s hand. John touched her shoulder for a moment encouraging her to go. Together they walked into the mess hall.
XOXOXOXO
“Why don’t you get comfortable while I grab my laptop?”
Teyla just nodded, she hadn’t said much after they had agreed to leave the party only after a little more than an hour. John had been the one suggesting to call it a night. He had seen how uncomfortable she had been, but when he had asked she had denied it. He had guessed that the main reason had been that she didn’t want to be alone. So he had turned the table to last year and had asked her if she would mind to return to his quarters and watch a movie. Ronon had considered joining them, but then had rethought and joined in some drinking game with the marines. Rodney had gushed all week about his plans with Katie so they hadn’t asked him.
“Shit,” John hissed when he realized that he had left his laptop in his office.
“Is something wrong?” Teyla asked, getting up again.
“My laptop’s in my office.” John turned looking sheepishly at her. “I’ll get it. Why don’t you take the bed and I take the couch,” he added, already moving to the door. Teyla was about to protest, but something in his face made her stop. She watched him leaved and set down on the edge of the bed, fighting hard to hold the tears at bay. She put her hand on her still flat stomach; she would have to tell him, soon. She settled on her side, her back to the door and waited, all of a sudden she became dead tired. She fought it, but after a few minutes she lost and fell asleep.
…
“Sorry, I nee….” John’s apology died on his lips. He crept around the bed, but Teyla didn’t stir fast asleep. For a moment he wondered what to do, in the end he decided to plug the laptop to the TV and watch a movie Teyla would surely wake at one point. Nevertheless he set the volume just about a hearable level.
After the second movie John decided that Teyla would probably not wake anytime soon. He had already placed a blanket over her and her only reaction was to snuggle deeper into his pillow. He moved over to his closet and got out another pillow and blanket.
After changing into sweatpants and a shirt he started the third movie, at some point in the middle he fell asleep. It felt like five minutes later when John was woken by a constant pounding. His mind was too befuddled to make sense of things. He heard muffled voices. He realized that one belonged to Teyla and one to Ronon. That snapped him right out of the haze and he bolted upright. He turned to the door.
Teyla stood in the door looking at him with a mixture of amusement and worry. “I have to apologize. I did not mean to fall asleep.”
John just waved at her too tired to really think. “I hope Ronon is getting our breakfast,” he grumbled the end of his sentence bleeding into a yawn.
“Yes,” she said smiling at him as he moved through the room.
“Your presents are in a box under a bed. I’ll be back in a few.” He vanished into the bath with fresh clothes. Teyla shook her head, getting everything ready. They had already agreed to have breakfast in his quarters watching a movie. She moved around getting everything ready. Sure there would be no more talk about her sleeping in his room.
John had once said that Christmas was a Holiday for the family. Her hand traveled to her stomach again. Luckily he hadn’t woken when she had been hit by morning sickness. She would tell him soon. But not now she needed time. Jennifer had told her that pregnant women were not allowed to active duty. Though she had no doubt John would not measure her the same way he would any other women under his command, she was a little scared. She needed to go off world to find her people.
The door chimed, pulling her from her thoughts. She opened and found Rodney and Ronon waiting each holding two tablet. She couldn’t help smile, not all of her family was lost and they would help bring the rest back.
John walked towards the mess taking in the decorations. He fought the urge to just turn around and hide in his quarters. But he didn’t want to disappoint his friends and the members of the expedition that had put so much work into bringing a bit of Christmas spirit to Atlantis. He was attending the celebration for them and because Cater as well as Teyla had asked him to.
He turned the last corner. Voices and laughter mingled with Christmas songs washed over him. He froze for a moment, thinking about everything they had lost, Elizabeth, Carson and the Athosians. There would be not Jinto tomorrow morning gushing over things he had gotten for Christmas and no football game with the Athosian children.
“John?” This time Teyla’s voice kept him from bolting. She stood in the door her eyes on him. He stayed where he was. After a moment she moved towards him. His eyes traveled to her face. He should be strong for her and not the other way around. He quickly started to move to meet her halfway. Teyla grabbed his arm as if he was the only thing keeping her from drowning. He met her head with his and they stayed a moment longer than necessary in the typical Athosian greeting.
“You ready?” John asked after a moment, looking up to see her face.
Her face rippled with emotions, before she could hide them. John quenched the urge to take her in his arms. He squeezed her hand instead. He waited a moment longer their hands still entwined.
“I’m ready,” she said after a moment. She turned letting go of John’s hand. John touched her shoulder for a moment encouraging her to go. Together they walked into the mess hall.
XOXOXOXO
“Why don’t you get comfortable while I grab my laptop?”
Teyla just nodded, she hadn’t said much after they had agreed to leave the party only after a little more than an hour. John had been the one suggesting to call it a night. He had seen how uncomfortable she had been, but when he had asked she had denied it. He had guessed that the main reason had been that she didn’t want to be alone. So he had turned the table to last year and had asked her if she would mind to return to his quarters and watch a movie. Ronon had considered joining them, but then had rethought and joined in some drinking game with the marines. Rodney had gushed all week about his plans with Katie so they hadn’t asked him.
“Shit,” John hissed when he realized that he had left his laptop in his office.
“Is something wrong?” Teyla asked, getting up again.
“My laptop’s in my office.” John turned looking sheepishly at her. “I’ll get it. Why don’t you take the bed and I take the couch,” he added, already moving to the door. Teyla was about to protest, but something in his face made her stop. She watched him leaved and set down on the edge of the bed, fighting hard to hold the tears at bay. She put her hand on her still flat stomach; she would have to tell him, soon. She settled on her side, her back to the door and waited, all of a sudden she became dead tired. She fought it, but after a few minutes she lost and fell asleep.
…
“Sorry, I nee….” John’s apology died on his lips. He crept around the bed, but Teyla didn’t stir fast asleep. For a moment he wondered what to do, in the end he decided to plug the laptop to the TV and watch a movie Teyla would surely wake at one point. Nevertheless he set the volume just about a hearable level.
After the second movie John decided that Teyla would probably not wake anytime soon. He had already placed a blanket over her and her only reaction was to snuggle deeper into his pillow. He moved over to his closet and got out another pillow and blanket.
After changing into sweatpants and a shirt he started the third movie, at some point in the middle he fell asleep. It felt like five minutes later when John was woken by a constant pounding. His mind was too befuddled to make sense of things. He heard muffled voices. He realized that one belonged to Teyla and one to Ronon. That snapped him right out of the haze and he bolted upright. He turned to the door.
Teyla stood in the door looking at him with a mixture of amusement and worry. “I have to apologize. I did not mean to fall asleep.”
John just waved at her too tired to really think. “I hope Ronon is getting our breakfast,” he grumbled the end of his sentence bleeding into a yawn.
“Yes,” she said smiling at him as he moved through the room.
“Your presents are in a box under a bed. I’ll be back in a few.” He vanished into the bath with fresh clothes. Teyla shook her head, getting everything ready. They had already agreed to have breakfast in his quarters watching a movie. She moved around getting everything ready. Sure there would be no more talk about her sleeping in his room.
John had once said that Christmas was a Holiday for the family. Her hand traveled to her stomach again. Luckily he hadn’t woken when she had been hit by morning sickness. She would tell him soon. But not now she needed time. Jennifer had told her that pregnant women were not allowed to active duty. Though she had no doubt John would not measure her the same way he would any other women under his command, she was a little scared. She needed to go off world to find her people.
The door chimed, pulling her from her thoughts. She opened and found Rodney and Ronon waiting each holding two tablet. She couldn’t help smile, not all of her family was lost and they would help bring the rest back.