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stargateficrecRec Category: Teyla Emmagan
Pairing: None
Category: Teyla Emmagan, Team, Gen, Holiday, John Sheppard, Humor, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex
Warning: None
Author on LJ: http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/
Author's Website: http://friendshipper.laylalawlor.com/ and http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/tag/fanfic:sga
Link: http://community.livejournal.com/sga_santa/157707.html
Why This Must Be Read: In the charming and sweet Woven Together, Seamless, the pregnant Teyla shares an Athosian holiday and traditions with her team while they visit a wintry world. Teyla may be missing her people and blood relations but she still has her family. This is a lovely friendship and team piece and there are quite a few moments that almost bring me to tears. I adore her gifts to each man (and their reactions), the team snuggling together because of the cold and how much love there is here, both in the story and which obviously went into its creation. Bonus points for the excellent world-building for the culture they are visiting and for the Athosians.
My favorite part...
John lay awake in the darkness as his teammates' quiet bickering slowly yielded to Ronon's deep snores and Rodney's lighter, staccato snorts. He realized that he'd forgotten to put Teyla's gift on one of the shelves, but it seemed too much effort to sit up now -- and besides, he was pretty sure Ronon and Rodney were sleeping with theirs, too. He shifted a little bit to tuck the scarf under his cheek. Soft, so soft. Knitted, he thought; seamless, and to his drunken, tired brain, this actually seemed to make sense. Indivisible. Seamless.
Just when he was about to go after her, Teyla's light footsteps came tapping back down the hall and stopped outside their alcove. A brief wash of light, and then someone was crawling under the covers next to John.
"I should be on the outside," he mumbled.
"If there is any danger," Teyla whispered back, "I shall be sure and give you the first chance at it. I will even hand you your gun."
"Hmm, thanks."
"It is my pleasure," she said, patting him on the shoulder.
Yeah, definitely too much time with the Marines.
Pairing: None
Category: Teyla Emmagan, Team, Gen, Holiday, John Sheppard, Humor, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex
Warning: None
Author on LJ: http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/
Author's Website: http://friendshipper.laylalawlor.com/ and http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/tag/fanfic:sga
Link: http://community.livejournal.com/sga_santa/157707.html
Why This Must Be Read: In the charming and sweet Woven Together, Seamless, the pregnant Teyla shares an Athosian holiday and traditions with her team while they visit a wintry world. Teyla may be missing her people and blood relations but she still has her family. This is a lovely friendship and team piece and there are quite a few moments that almost bring me to tears. I adore her gifts to each man (and their reactions), the team snuggling together because of the cold and how much love there is here, both in the story and which obviously went into its creation. Bonus points for the excellent world-building for the culture they are visiting and for the Athosians.
My favorite part...
John lay awake in the darkness as his teammates' quiet bickering slowly yielded to Ronon's deep snores and Rodney's lighter, staccato snorts. He realized that he'd forgotten to put Teyla's gift on one of the shelves, but it seemed too much effort to sit up now -- and besides, he was pretty sure Ronon and Rodney were sleeping with theirs, too. He shifted a little bit to tuck the scarf under his cheek. Soft, so soft. Knitted, he thought; seamless, and to his drunken, tired brain, this actually seemed to make sense. Indivisible. Seamless.
Just when he was about to go after her, Teyla's light footsteps came tapping back down the hall and stopped outside their alcove. A brief wash of light, and then someone was crawling under the covers next to John.
"I should be on the outside," he mumbled.
"If there is any danger," Teyla whispered back, "I shall be sure and give you the first chance at it. I will even hand you your gun."
"Hmm, thanks."
"It is my pleasure," she said, patting him on the shoulder.
Yeah, definitely too much time with the Marines.
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