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Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: John & Rodney friendship
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warning/Spoilers: None | Tag to 1x03 "Hide and Seek"
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] berzerker_prime
Author's Website: Berzerker_prime's Fanfiction Page
Link: Last Man Picked for the Team

Why this must be read:
Summary: Rodney is feeling a little like a fraud and Sheppard is feeling a little like doing some team-building. (2k words)

As far as I can tell, this is the author's first Stargate fic, but I would never have guessed without checking, because the characterization seems just spot-on. In this story, Rodney has a pretty good idea of how he is typically viewed by others, and he's having a little trouble with his reception after his moment of heroism in "Hide and Seek" — not to mention with that moment itself. John, meanwhile, clearly knows just what Rodney's trying to process. The show never gave us just how Rodney became a part of the primary gate team, and this story provides a very likely version.

Excerpt:
He had a lab to organize.

At least, that was what Rodney McKay was telling people. The fact of the matter was that he just needed to get away from everyone for a few hours. He couldn't take all the appreciative pats on the back, the pumped handshakes, and the high-fives he kept getting from the members of the expedition, to say nothing of the strangely awed looks and bowed heads from the Athosians. It just wasn't right. It was like he had stepped into the damned Twilight Zone; a world where he was some sort of super-hero. He knew it wasn't going to last. He knew he should have been enjoying it for the moment.

The thing of it was, he knew what the members of the expedition actually thought of him. Dr. Weir's absent "I thought as much" comment had told him so. His history with the SGC wasn't exactly a love story and that had clearly gotten around before they had all stepped through the stargate and into Atlantis. He was the guy who had insisted that there was no hope and that the SGC should just let the great Teal'c of SG-1 die. He was the guy who didn't care about anyone or anything. He was the guy they had shipped off to Siberia in order to get out of the way. Surly, arrogant, expendable; that was Rodney McKay, according to the rest of the world. And he had made his peace with that.

Which was why all the praise he was getting now was annoying. And why he had shut himself up in the room that was now organizing itself into his lab. He had long ago resigned himself to the fact that people didn't like him. For people to suddenly turn around and act as though they did was just plain wrong. And rather mean-spirited, really, considering that they would just go back to normal within the next few days, anyway, after having given him a taste of friendship and appreciation.

A week was far too long to go without organizing all this damn equipment, anyway. Best to get it done while no one else was under foot. If his underlings and the rest of the IQ-deficient members of the expedition could refrain from, oh, say, releasing a giant, electrifying cloud monster for just one night, maybe he could finish getting things in order.

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