What Happens In Vegas by wedjatqi (PG-13)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Het
Pairing: Teyla Emmagan/John Sheppard
Category: Het, Teyla Emmagan/John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan & John Sheppard friendship, John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan, Comedy
Warning: hangovers?
Author on LJ: http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com
Author's Website: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/953524/Wedjatqi or http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com/28033.html
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4656869/1/ or http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com/31423.ht
Why This Must Be Read: John wakes up to find himself naked and in bed with a sleeping Teyla after a wild and drunken night on the town in Las Vegas in What Happens In Vegas by wedjatqi . He struggles to remember what happens before Teyla wakes up. The story doesn't need much more introduction after an enticing lead line like that. wedjatqi delivers her usual humor, beautifully-written emotions and excellent John point-of-view. It's as deliciously awkward, angsty and tension-filled a morning after as one could hope. I cannot beg enough for a sequel.
A snippet...
A sharp thrill of sound broke John awake. His sleep clogged mind told him that it was sunlight that was brightly shining through his eyelids and that he should stay asleep, because he would not be feeling too good very soon. The sound echoed around him again, pulling him further from the sweet oblivion of sleep. He cracked his eyelids open a fraction and the headache pounded into place. The sunlight was glowing through a small gap between two thick dark green curtains across the room from him. He frowned at the image before him; where was he?
He blinked and studied the curtains again as they sharpened into focus. The irritating brain hurting sound played again from his left. He turned his head slightly, but as that wasn’t too comfortable instead he gave up and closed his eyes again. By the time the sound bleeped again he was able to recognise that it was his mobile and that it was coming from the floor beside the bed. He reached down with his hand to the thick carpet beside the bed and scrabbled around with his fingers through fallen clothes until he felt the telltale shape of technology in a pocket. More fishing around produced his mobile, which he lifted up towards his face, once again groaning at the headache that having to focus on something created. So he shut one eye and squinted at the annoyingly bright mobile screen as he called up the message.
It was from Rodney, which was odd since the guy should be in hospital. Pleased he could recall such information, John studied the long message quickly, skimming through the complaints and rambling. How was it that the guy could ramble even in text message form? Happy there wasn’t anything important he should be aware of, other than Rodney’s trip out of the ward to sit in the sun for half an hour, John dropped the mobile back down onto the floor somewhere and closed his eyes.
Pairing: Teyla Emmagan/John Sheppard
Category: Het, Teyla Emmagan/John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan & John Sheppard friendship, John Sheppard, Teyla Emmagan, Comedy
Warning: hangovers?
Author on LJ: http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com
Author's Website: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/953524/Wedjatqi or http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com/28033.html
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4656869/1/ or http://wedjatqi.livejournal.com/31423.ht
Why This Must Be Read: John wakes up to find himself naked and in bed with a sleeping Teyla after a wild and drunken night on the town in Las Vegas in What Happens In Vegas by wedjatqi . He struggles to remember what happens before Teyla wakes up. The story doesn't need much more introduction after an enticing lead line like that. wedjatqi delivers her usual humor, beautifully-written emotions and excellent John point-of-view. It's as deliciously awkward, angsty and tension-filled a morning after as one could hope. I cannot beg enough for a sequel.
A snippet...
A sharp thrill of sound broke John awake. His sleep clogged mind told him that it was sunlight that was brightly shining through his eyelids and that he should stay asleep, because he would not be feeling too good very soon. The sound echoed around him again, pulling him further from the sweet oblivion of sleep. He cracked his eyelids open a fraction and the headache pounded into place. The sunlight was glowing through a small gap between two thick dark green curtains across the room from him. He frowned at the image before him; where was he?
He blinked and studied the curtains again as they sharpened into focus. The irritating brain hurting sound played again from his left. He turned his head slightly, but as that wasn’t too comfortable instead he gave up and closed his eyes again. By the time the sound bleeped again he was able to recognise that it was his mobile and that it was coming from the floor beside the bed. He reached down with his hand to the thick carpet beside the bed and scrabbled around with his fingers through fallen clothes until he felt the telltale shape of technology in a pocket. More fishing around produced his mobile, which he lifted up towards his face, once again groaning at the headache that having to focus on something created. So he shut one eye and squinted at the annoyingly bright mobile screen as he called up the message.
It was from Rodney, which was odd since the guy should be in hospital. Pleased he could recall such information, John studied the long message quickly, skimming through the complaints and rambling. How was it that the guy could ramble even in text message form? Happy there wasn’t anything important he should be aware of, other than Rodney’s trip out of the ward to sit in the sun for half an hour, John dropped the mobile back down onto the floor somewhere and closed his eyes.
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