By Andie O'Neill
Summary: In a moment of weakness John and Elizabeth find themselves in bed together, but when Sheppard and Teyla must rely on each other for more than six years before escaping slavery, Elizabeth must deal with their romantic relationship while trying to keep a secret from Sheppard that could change everything. (Sparky!)
Genre: Romance/Angst (Some humor)
A/N: Well guys, it's been fun! I've loved working on this story, but I'm also glad you guys liked it! Hopefully you'll like my ending too! ;) Last chapter guys, enjoy!
"Samuel," Elizabeth began.
"Are you kidding me? What's wrong with Kevin?" John asked.
"Never going to happen."
John rolled his eyes.
"James?" Elizabeth then threw out.
"No, we are not naming our child James… never going to happen. Next you'll be trying to name it Fredrick."
"What's wrong with Fredrick?"
John frowned, staring at her as if she were crazy.
"Why not Jason?" John asked, giving her his best puppy dog look.
"I hate that name; we are not naming him that. It reminds me of this idiot jock I went to high school with."
"Okay then… what about Max?"
"Are we naming a baby or a dog?" Elizabeth countered.
"Fine… Max is out, but you can't keep shooting down all my ideas."
Elizabeth sighed, brushing Emily's hair as they both sat on the bed. Meanwhile John was putting on his Air Force blues. "John, this is a big decision, I want us to think it over… he'll have to live with the name we give him for the rest of his life."
Emily frowned. "I have a name you guys might like," she finally offered, tired of watching her parents go back and forth on names.
"Alright honey, go ahead," Emily's mother said.
John turned around, straightening his clothes. "Yeah… as long as it's not Fredrick…."
Emily smiled. "Well…"
"You're going to be fine," Sheppard assured him as he finished some soda he'd had with him.
Will rolled his eyes, straightening his tie in the mirror. "Somehow I'm not so sure of that! I'm sweating like a pig, I can't get this tie straight, and we have to do this ceremony twice! Once on Atlantis, and then again on Earth."
Lorne laughed at that. "Well it's not like your sisters were going to be allowed on Atlantis…" Colonel Lorne told him.
"Then why couldn't we just have one ceremony on Earth," Will fought.
"Because then most of the people on Atlantis wouldn't be able to see it considering the fact that we still have very important jobs to do," Sheppard told him.
"On my world we didn't have ceremonies… we just claimed each other and moved right to the fun part," Ronan added.
"Now THAT'S what I'd be happy with," said Will smiling.
"Wouldn't everybody," muttered Sheppard before getting up. "Come on guys; let's give Will a minute to calm himself down."
Will gave him a nod of thanks before turning back to the mirror to straighten his tie for the hundredth time while the guys left the room.
"You know… you never were all that great at fixing your tie…" came a voice from behind him.
Will smirked, looking at the person behind him through the mirror. "I could never get it straight… think you could help with that?"
Elizabeth smiled, walking over to Will so she could fix his tie. As always, Elizabeth wasted no time by completely pulling out his own handy work before retying it.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Will told her, looking down at the beautiful women before him in her bright blue dress.
Elizabeth straightened the bow tie before looking up to meet his gaze. "You're marrying your best friend, Will; I'd say you two will do just fine."
"You think?" Over the years since he'd broken up with Elizabeth, their friendship had once again revived. As Elizabeth and John grew serious, so did Will and Laura until their feelings for each other, although running deep, were no more than the feelings shared by family. Will would always love Elizabeth, as well as Emily, but his feelings for Laura were different. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Laura; he wanted to be close friends with Elizabeth. He wasn't sure when it had happened, but he was glad it had. For awhile he'd feared he'd never get the chance to be with someone again after he'd skipped his chance with Elizabeth.
"William, you two were made for each other."
Will smiled. "I know," he whispered, kissing her nose. "You should go; the ceremony will be starting soon.
Elizabeth smiled back at him. "I know, I just thought I'd come speak with you before hand… there's actually something I want to ask you."
"Really?" he asked, curious as to what she would want minutes before he was about to get married.
"Two things actually…."
"Elizabeth, spit it out," he told her before she could ramble. "I do have plans, you know," he teased.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes before a more serious expression took over her face. "First… I was wondering if you'd like to be the godfather of the little one once he's born?" Elizabeth asked, rubbing her protruding belly. She only had a week left before she was supposed to have the child.
Will raised an eyebrow in surprise, but immediately nodded. "Of course! You know I would! I'm honored!"
"That's not all."
After what she'd just asked him, he couldn't imagine what would top the feeling he had at the privilege she wanted to bestow upon him. He was going to be a godfather for pete's sake! "Okay… what else?"
"John and I decided on a name… actually Emily came up with it… I think it would be perfect, but I was kind of hoping to get your opinion."
Ten more minutes before the wedding was to begin. "What's the name you guys picked?"
"William… William Thomas Sheppard… what do you think?"
He was going to cry… he was sure of it. He was in shock, could barely believe his ears. Was Elizabeth actually asking him for permission to name their son after him? He was more than touched, and he was sure he was going to cry over it… which he supposed wasn't all that surprising since Laura already had let him know who wore the pants in their relationship, and since he knew it wouldn't be him, it was only logical that he start acting like he knew. Will smiled, pulling Elizabeth in a loving hug, before saying anything. "I think I'd like that… I think I'd like that very much," he whispered to her.
Elizabeth beamed, nodding. "Good… I'm glad." Finally she took a step back. "Well, I better go… the wedding will be starting soon… good luck Will."
"Hey, who needs luck? I have an amazing family, a beautiful bride, and a kid who's going to be carrying my name; I'd say I've already got all the luck I can handle."
Elizabeth just gave him an amused look before opening the door to leave. "In Atlantis, there's no such thing as having too much luck, Will, believe me!"
Will chuckled. "I do, Elizabeth… I do," he whispered as he watched her leave. Today was a big day. Will turned back to look at himself in the mirror only to groan as he saw that the hug had messed up his tie. He was never going to get it straight in time! "Damn tie!"
John smiled, kissing the top of his wife's head as they swayed back and forth to the music. "Big day huh?" he finally said.
Elizabeth looked up, smiling back up at him. "Will and Laura… who would have guessed."
"Apparently Rodney did… I owe him twenty bucks."
"I told you not to do it."
Sheppard just rolled his eyes, spinning her slowly before bringing her back to him. "Yes you did-"
"Daddy! Mommy! Daddy!" Emily screamed from her room.
John sighed. "Looks like another bad dream…."
Elizabeth kissed him. "I'll take care of it."
He was a lucky man. He had a wife. A child, with another on the way. He'd never believed all those years ago when he first went through the Stargate that he'd have the family he did. John stopped her just as she was about to leave. "It was worth it… you know… all of it."
Elizabeth frowned. "All of what?"
John just smiled holding her head gently as he kissed her. "Everything… every crappy mission, every scar, every regret… it was worth it," he whispered to her, kissing her once more.
Elizabeth smiled. "Cute, but Emily's probably freaking out, I better go."
John shook his head. "No, let me go."
Elizabeth cocked her head curiously before nodding. "Okay mister, but don't take too long."
"You got it!" he shouted as he left their room and walked into Emily's. "Okay babe, what's up?"
Emily was sitting up in bed, breathing hard. As soon as he walked in she latched on to him.
"Another bad dream?"
Emily just nodded.
John sighed, laying her down in her bed. "How about a story? Think that'll make you feel better?"
Emily nodded again. "Can you tell me the one where Auntie Laura's consciousness got stuck in Uncle Rodney's brain?"
John rolled his eyes. "This is what I get for raising my daughter in a city of scientists! How about this… why don't I tell you a different story?"
"Does it have a Prince in it?"
John smiled. "Actually it does… and a Princess… and a huge castle that floats on the sea… does that sound nice?"
Emily smiled, nodding in delight.
John smirked, crawling into bed with his daughter. His daughter, it never got old. He'd missed six years of her life, but he'd vowed never to miss a moment more… he loved being a father. It was a sweet life… regrets and all. "Okay… well… once upon a time there was this Prince named… Prince John… and he was madly in love with his future bride Princess Elizabeth…."
A/N: I finally did it! It's done! does a little dance Thank you guys soooo much for reading this story! You guys have been absolutely awesome, you kept me going! So thanks!