Rites of Spring by lanna_kitty (NC-17)

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Rec Category: John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir
Pairing: John/Elizabeth
Category: romance, smut
Warning: graphic sex
Author on LJ: lanna_kitty
Author's Website: Fic journal
Link: Rites of Spring

Why This Must Be Read: I know it's the second fic I rec from lanna_kitty, but I just couldn't not rec this one. It had been written for sga_santa 2006, and really, it's so beautiful written. The description of the ritual is so precise, that you can visualize it in your head really easily. It deals with the aftermath of the expedition taking back Atlantis and things going back to what they were before all this.


“Well, everyone seems to finally be getting back into the normal swing of things. Well, what passes for normal around here I guess.” John Sheppard sat down heavily in the chair across from Elizabeth Weir’s desk. Several papers on the surface fluttered in the breeze he made. Elizabeth absently slapped a hand down on them as she finished her thought on the status report she was writing. Her usual paper weights were in a box by the door still. She’d been unable to completely unpack since she’d been so busy helping everyone else unpack and getting the city up and running. Most of the original team had returned and there were a lot of new people now with them as well.

With General O’Neill and the IOA’s approval (and the ringing endorsement of Woolsey) the Atlantis expedition was back up and running in record time. The amount of research and technology coming from the city made it exceptionally valuable in the eyes of the IOA. They’d been very disappointed to loose their prize when the Ancients had reclaimed the city, consoling themselves with the fact that Woolsey would be their liaison with the returned Ancients. Even that had been taken when the Asurans had attacked and the Alterans had been unable to repel them.
Though they’d broken a lot of rules, ok they’d broken more or less all of the rules, Weir and Sheppard had restored Atlantis and all its technological marvels. They’d been given carte blanche to restore the city and the team there. The IOA was even making rumblings about establishing some sort of more permanent colony; now that the city was theirs again, they weren’t willing to lose it.

“Has Rodney finally settled down?” She asked without looking up from her report.

“Finally,” He replied with feeling, rolling his eyes.

“Well, that’s a relief. I was sure he’d run all the scientists off again,” Elizabeth sighed, leaning back in her chair. “Zalenka’s here to stay though at least.”

“Yeah I don’t think he could get back through the gate fast enough.”

“He wasn’t the only one,” Elizabeth admitted.

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