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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: John Sheppard
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: None
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
enigmatic_blue
Author's Website: The Writings of Enigmaticblue
Link: One Is the Loneliest Number
Why This Must Be Read:
This story asks the question, "What if it wasn't just six months in the sanctuary for John?" The description of John's isolation, even in the midst of his rescuers, is heartbreaking to read. Thankfully, friendship is the key to finally bringing him back home where he belongs.
Excerpt:
Rodney recognizes Sheppard as he moves closer; he knows the set of Sheppard’s shoulders and the way he moves by heart. Sheppard looks feral, wild, his bearded face creased in a frown, his lean frame stiff with tension. For a moment, Rodney isn’t even sure Sheppard recognizes them.
And then Sheppard is only a few feet away, and his hazel eyes go wide. “I—are you really here?”
Rodney notes the hoarse, unused quality of Sheppard’s voice, the way he keeps his distance from them.
Sheppard seems ready to run, ready to disappear back into the forest. He is bare-chested, his BDUs torn and dirty. He doesn’t look like the Colonel Sheppard that went through the barrier the day before.
“We’re here, John,” Elizabeth says, projecting so much reassurance that even Rodney can feel it. “We’re real.”
Sheppard half-stumbles toward them, clearly uncertain about whether or not he can believe her. Rodney meets him halfway, holding out a hand to clasp Sheppard’s shoulder; he doesn’t know whether he’s reassuring himself or the colonel. “We came as soon as we could.”
“It’s been…” Sheppard trails off, as though making a mental tally. “It’s been nearly eighteen months.”
...
Rec Category: John Sheppard
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: None
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
enigmatic_blueAuthor's Website: The Writings of Enigmaticblue
Link: One Is the Loneliest Number
Why This Must Be Read:
This story asks the question, "What if it wasn't just six months in the sanctuary for John?" The description of John's isolation, even in the midst of his rescuers, is heartbreaking to read. Thankfully, friendship is the key to finally bringing him back home where he belongs.
Excerpt:
Rodney recognizes Sheppard as he moves closer; he knows the set of Sheppard’s shoulders and the way he moves by heart. Sheppard looks feral, wild, his bearded face creased in a frown, his lean frame stiff with tension. For a moment, Rodney isn’t even sure Sheppard recognizes them.
And then Sheppard is only a few feet away, and his hazel eyes go wide. “I—are you really here?”
Rodney notes the hoarse, unused quality of Sheppard’s voice, the way he keeps his distance from them.
Sheppard seems ready to run, ready to disappear back into the forest. He is bare-chested, his BDUs torn and dirty. He doesn’t look like the Colonel Sheppard that went through the barrier the day before.
“We’re here, John,” Elizabeth says, projecting so much reassurance that even Rodney can feel it. “We’re real.”
Sheppard half-stumbles toward them, clearly uncertain about whether or not he can believe her. Rodney meets him halfway, holding out a hand to clasp Sheppard’s shoulder; he doesn’t know whether he’s reassuring himself or the colonel. “We came as soon as we could.”
“It’s been…” Sheppard trails off, as though making a mental tally. “It’s been nearly eighteen months.”
...
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Date: 2012-04-28 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-28 06:50 pm (UTC)