"Echo" by peanutbutterer
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Rec Category: John Sheppard / Elizabeth Weir
Pairing: John/Elizabeth
Category: friendship, romance, AU
Warning: None
Author on LJ:
peanutbutterer
Author's Website: n/a
Link: http://peanutbutterer.livejournal.com/39753.html
Why This Must Be Read: This is an AU story where Elizabeth loses her memory due to her injuries in "First Strike" and the team also loses Atlantis. Everyone is back on Earth, except Elizabeth's memory of the entire expedition has been wiped out. John and Rodney are trying to help her regain her balance.
PB as usual has lovely characterizations of everyone, especially Rodney who can so easily slip into gratingly abrasive in fic, and John, being as awkwardly tongue-tied as he is in canon.
Nurses and unfamiliar uniforms bustle about the room, machines beep and hum, but the only sound she hears is the echo of his voice.
“2007?” she repeats.
He nods.
“And I was only in a coma for five weeks?”
“I wouldn’t say only, but yes.”
“I don’t,” she falters, twisting her fingers together. “The last thing I remember I was at the university. I was giving a lecture, and…” she trails off as the vision fades. “Where am I?”
“An underground bunker in Colorado Springs.”
The grey cement walls seem to press air from the room and her breathing suddenly becomes labored. When she regains control her words are only a whisper. “The explosion – was it nuclear? Did the world…”
“No, not the whole world,” he answers just as softly. “Only ours.”
Pairing: John/Elizabeth
Category: friendship, romance, AU
Warning: None
Author on LJ:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Author's Website: n/a
Link: http://peanutbutterer.livejournal.com/39753.html
Why This Must Be Read: This is an AU story where Elizabeth loses her memory due to her injuries in "First Strike" and the team also loses Atlantis. Everyone is back on Earth, except Elizabeth's memory of the entire expedition has been wiped out. John and Rodney are trying to help her regain her balance.
PB as usual has lovely characterizations of everyone, especially Rodney who can so easily slip into gratingly abrasive in fic, and John, being as awkwardly tongue-tied as he is in canon.
Nurses and unfamiliar uniforms bustle about the room, machines beep and hum, but the only sound she hears is the echo of his voice.
“2007?” she repeats.
He nods.
“And I was only in a coma for five weeks?”
“I wouldn’t say only, but yes.”
“I don’t,” she falters, twisting her fingers together. “The last thing I remember I was at the university. I was giving a lecture, and…” she trails off as the vision fades. “Where am I?”
“An underground bunker in Colorado Springs.”
The grey cement walls seem to press air from the room and her breathing suddenly becomes labored. When she regains control her words are only a whisper. “The explosion – was it nuclear? Did the world…”
“No, not the whole world,” he answers just as softly. “Only ours.”