[Rodney - March 1]

[jill_langston]

She had to tell him. It had only been a few days since Jennifer had delivered the news of her pregnancy, but Jill knew she had to tell Rodney. Eventually, he'd figure it out on his own one way or another and she didn't want to deal with the fight that would inevitably occur if he had to find out like that. Their options on the island were limited

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[scientificsnark]

Rodney, meanwhile, was busy trying not not to think about the fact that in just a couple days, it would be two years since he'd arrived on the island. And in just a couple months, it would be two years since he'd started going out with Jill. A year since they'd both gone crazy and almost gotten married. And just a couple of weeks ago, Ronon of all people had gotten married.

He wasn't sure which was more daunting - having spent so much time on the island, or having spent so much time in a relationship. One that actually seemed to be going okay.

Well, he thought so anyway.

Although, Jill had been pretty quiet lately, he'd noticed. And when Jill got quiet she usually got drunk, only he hadn't noticed her doing that recently. Which was good. For the most part he never said anything when she drank, but he knew she knew he didn't like it. He chalked it up to Ronon and Jennifer's wedding and decided to leave it at that

[scientificsnark]

"Can't they, I don't know, use the nanobots to...fix it?" he asked plaintively, knowing, as he said it, that it probably wasn't possible - he didn't think they had that many to begin with, and anyway, he didn't really want that. The nanobots were too similar to Replicators for Rodney's tastes. "I just...I wasn't expecting this!"

[jill_langston]

"And you somehow think I was?" Jill asked. "We don't even live together, I sure as hell wasn't expecting or planning on having a child." It had never been in her plans, no matter how much her life had changed from back home.

Now that she'd brought it up, she realized something there was going to have to change, too. She didn't want to leave John's hut, but she wasn't interested in trying to raise a kid on her own.

[scientificsnark]

"We do live together!" Rodney protested. "In...New Atlantis. And anyways when was the last time you didn't stay the night at my place or me at yours? Which, by the way, is probably what led to this whole problem!"

He was aware, dimly, that he was arguing just for arguing's sake, to avoid completely freaking out. The panic was there, just under the surface, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

[jill_langston]

"Sleeping together led to my being pregnant?" Jill asked, as if she'd never considered that. "You know, it's a good thing I told you about this, otherwise I might never have been aware of the fact that having sex sometimes ends with pregnancy."

She was getting angry again, not that she expected it to be easy, but she was tired and sick and this wasn't helping.

[scientificsnark]

He'd been calming down, but Jill's irritation made his flare up again, and he set his jaw and glared at her. "Sometimes," he said, "not when you're careful! And I thought we were being careful."

When they thought at all.

[jill_langston]

"And we have to go over the fact that condoms aren't entirely effective how many times?" Jill asked in return, throwing her hands up in frustration before she leaned back in her chair. She'd given up. She'd done what was necessary, she'd told Rodney and if he was going to continue to act this way, there wasn't a hell of a lot she could do about it.

Especially not while she was feeling this goddamn sick.

[scientificsnark]

"They're effective ninety-eight percent of the time! And if you factor in the amount of - you know - likely to - you know - when I - you know, that two percent becomes even less! This whole thing is MATHEMATICALLY UNLIKELY!"

But not improbable. Unfortunately.

[jill_langston]

"Fine, it's mathematically unlikely," Jill said wearily. "Does that make you feel better? It's incredibly unlikely and yet, it's still happened. Mathematically unlikely doesn't make it not true."

This was going to be a great nine months, she could see it now. Rodney insisting it was unlikely, while she threw up in the bushes.

[scientificsnark]

Rodney sighed noisily and just managed to stop himself from rolling his eyes. Just.

"I'm sorry," he managed. "It's just...this is all a little...sudden."

[jill_langston]

"Yes, it certainly is that," Jill agreed, letting out her own sigh and closing her eyes behind the hand that was rubbing her forehead. She had hardly expected him to be excited about it -- she wasn't excited about it -- but it was still draining to deal with.

[scientificsnark]

There was silence for a moment, in which Rodney actually stopped pacing to look at her. Then he said:

"You're...okay, though, right? I mean, have you been feeling sick?"

[jill_langston]

"And tired," Jill supplied with a forced smile, but then she sighed again and dropped her hands to look at Rodney. "Yeah, I started feeling sick a few days ago."

[scientificsnark]

Rodney frowned. "I'm sorry," he said, and then he frowned more. Why was he apologizing? This wasn't his fault, was it? ...Was it?

He rubbed the back of his neck and directed his frown at his shoes, not sure what else to say.

[jill_langston]

Jill shook her head, not wanting Rodney to apologize. It wasn't something they could have predicted, but no one was at fault.

"So what are we going to do?" she asked. "Are we just going to keep living in our separate places?"

[scientificsnark]

He looked up at her, still frowning. "What? How should I know?" He shook his head. "Whatever you want to do, I guess. I don't know. I think I just need some time to...think. About things."