stargateficrec | The Neighborly Detective and the Tragic Woobie Widower by Elayna (NC-17) (Reply)

Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Original male character
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warning: none
Author on LJ: elayna88
Author's Website:Master Elayna's Den
Link: The Neighborly Detective and the Tragic Woobie Widower

Why this must be read:

In this AU, John has retired from the Air Force, takes up police work as a career, and moves next door to widower-Rodney McKay and his son Timothy. From there grows one of the absolute sweetest and real McShep story I think I've ever read. Elayna makes their get together so real that I picture it as a movie while reading. And even though it's sweet, you still don't feel the cavities coming on that some kidfics can give ya. Just an absolutely wonderful get together AU for two men who have experienced pain in their past and find love/acceptance in each other. And the other beauty? This fic launches a whole universe that Elayna has played in!! Go enjoy they McShep-ness + kid + dog + cat!!

Story Summary: Detective John Sheppard starts his new life in suburbia and becomes steadily captivated by his neighbor, Dr. Rodney McKay, and his son Timothy.

John was wearing a dress the first time he saw Timothy McKay. It was a lovely, slinky, black dress, and John felt absurd in it, even more so as he swung his long legs out of his car and looked into the boy's inquisitive face, dominated by serious blue eyes. "Umm…hi."

"Hello," the child said gravely. "Are you the new neighbor?"

"Yes. I'm…ah…John Sheppard." John rather wished he hadn't dumped the wig on the car seat. Maybe then he could pretend he was a woman and hope that the child wouldn't notice his height or awkwardness in the high heels in the dusk. Joyce Sheppard, his visiting sister who would then disappear and never reappear.

"I'm Timothy McKay. I live there." He pointed next door to the large two-story house with the best yard on the block. Perfect green grass, neatly manicured bushes, patches of beautiful flowers, all so gorgeous, especially in comparison to John's trashed-out yard. John reminded himself that bad upkeep was the main reason he'd been able to afford moving into this neighborhood. "With my dad. My mom had a dress like that. She used to wear it for parties. Have you been to a party?"