The future was so uncertain that she might not even be in a position to even consider staying with him on Atlantis, everything was so dependent on what would happen with the ship. And whatever queen might be aboard. But he was right, again, and she took the reminder to heart.

"A whole week," she murmured, snuggling in against him as they shifted into hyperspace. "Whatever will we do to pass the time?"

She could think of a few ideas...