Fred raised her eyebrows as John tried to tell her he never got into trouble. She knew he never meant to get into trouble and usually it just found him. But she did have to admit he was rather adorable at the moment and she grinned as he pulled her onto his lap. "Good. I wouldn't want to have to come back and punish you," she murmured against his lips.
Reaching down, she tugged his shirt up and over his head. Fred knew John had probably caught on to what she wanted by then and decided she wasn't much in the mood for teasing. All she wanted was to make love to her husband, who was the most wonderful man in the galaxy. Who else would risk their life just to go to a different universe and help someone? Not many would.
Fred dipped her head and started to softly nibble his neck while she ran her hands down his chest. When she got to the top of his pants, she undid the belt and snapped the button, giggling a little when it popped off. "I'll fix that when I get back," she said against his neck.
Pulling back a little, Fred looked him in the eyes and seemed to get lost there for a moment. She shook her head a little and slipped off his lap. She slowly took off her robe and tossed it to the side. She ran her hands over her swollen breasts and down to where their son was growing inside of her. While a lot of pregnant women didn't think of themselves as beautiful, Fred did because John made her feel that way.
With a smug look, Fred turned around and started toward the bedroom, only to stop in the hallway. "You coming, Colonel Sheppard?" she asked as she glanced over her shoulder at him.