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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Radek Zelenka, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Jennifer Keller
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay(unrequited), McKay/Keller
Categories: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Het, UST
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hestia_lacey
Author's Website:
Link: Five People Who Know by hestia-lacey
Why This Must Be Read:
Sometimes, it doesn't work out for John and Rodney. This is a heartrending view of Rodney and a pining John seen through the eyes of five people. Every time I read this, tears run down my cheeks, but it's beautifully written.
In the week before Christmas, they do all the things that have become tradition in the years since Mer came back into her life. They go shopping, they decorate, they bake cookies on Christmas Eve. Kaleb takes Madison carol singing, and on Christmas morning they gather around the tree to exchange gifts. It's different than it has been before now, but Jeannie can't figure out why until Madison opens small paper wrapped parcel Kaleb hands her from beneath the tree.
It's one of the gifts Mer has brought with him, but there's no label. It's not from Teyla who carefully binds up her gifts in soft silk and silver-shot twine, and it's not from Ronon who doesn't see the point of wrapping at all. It's not in the practical, easy bags Mer prefers, so there's only one other possibility: John.
Madison fastidiously picks open the clumsy wrapping, setting the blue and yellow ribbons carefully to one side. Inside is a small, rough hewn wooden box that rattles slightly when Maddie gives it a tentative shake. It's not what Jeannie would expect from John Sheppard at all. Then Madison lifts the lid and smiles her bright, contagious little girl smile. Jeannie can't see what's inside just yet but she approves already because of the way it lights Madison up.
Madison reaches in and draws out a bracelet, a jangle of clay and glass beads strung on a leather thong. Madison holds the string up to the light so the colours of the glass light up. It's a crude, hand-made thing, all the more delightful because of the irregular shape of the pieces threaded onto the woven leather. Madison slides it onto her wrist with great solemnity and fingers the string, biting her lip, frowns up at Rodney.
Of all the things Jeannie thinks Maddie might say right then, it's not this:
"Uncle Mer? Why didn't Uncle John come with you?"
Mer blinks. Jeannie gapes and Jennifer looks distinctly uncomfortable curled into Mer's side on the sofa. But for all it's unexpected, the question makes sense: Maddie's known John as long as she's known Meredith and sees them together more often than she sees them apart. Mer sends e-mails and copies John in, Maddie always has a response for both of them.
After a long, stunned silence, Mer manages an awkward, unhelpful "Um..."
"He made this for me," Maddie says, running her fingers thoughtfully over the bracelet, "'Cos I made one for him when you came to visit." Jeannie remembers the circle of neon plastic beads Maddie gave John at Easter, the last time he and Rodney had leave on Earth. She remembers seeing them on John's wrist, peeping out from beneath his wrist band when they had taken Rodney to the shrine.
"He said he'd see me at Christmas, but..." Madison's eyes flick over to Jennifer and Jeannie heart skips a beat because that thing that was missing, that thing that wasn't quite right is John, Meredith with John, and she's stunned at how quickly the pieces fall into place, how it all snaps suddenly into focus. Jeannie is amazed and pissed that she missed it, that it took this long for her to work through the math.
She thinks about bridging universes and nanites and parasites, about the raw look on John's face at the way Mer screamed his name, about Wallace's 'accident', the way he put his hands on her brother.
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Radek Zelenka, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Jennifer Keller
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay(unrequited), McKay/Keller
Categories: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Het, UST
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
hestia_laceyAuthor's Website:
Link: Five People Who Know by hestia-lacey
Why This Must Be Read:
Sometimes, it doesn't work out for John and Rodney. This is a heartrending view of Rodney and a pining John seen through the eyes of five people. Every time I read this, tears run down my cheeks, but it's beautifully written.
In the week before Christmas, they do all the things that have become tradition in the years since Mer came back into her life. They go shopping, they decorate, they bake cookies on Christmas Eve. Kaleb takes Madison carol singing, and on Christmas morning they gather around the tree to exchange gifts. It's different than it has been before now, but Jeannie can't figure out why until Madison opens small paper wrapped parcel Kaleb hands her from beneath the tree.
It's one of the gifts Mer has brought with him, but there's no label. It's not from Teyla who carefully binds up her gifts in soft silk and silver-shot twine, and it's not from Ronon who doesn't see the point of wrapping at all. It's not in the practical, easy bags Mer prefers, so there's only one other possibility: John.
Madison fastidiously picks open the clumsy wrapping, setting the blue and yellow ribbons carefully to one side. Inside is a small, rough hewn wooden box that rattles slightly when Maddie gives it a tentative shake. It's not what Jeannie would expect from John Sheppard at all. Then Madison lifts the lid and smiles her bright, contagious little girl smile. Jeannie can't see what's inside just yet but she approves already because of the way it lights Madison up.
Madison reaches in and draws out a bracelet, a jangle of clay and glass beads strung on a leather thong. Madison holds the string up to the light so the colours of the glass light up. It's a crude, hand-made thing, all the more delightful because of the irregular shape of the pieces threaded onto the woven leather. Madison slides it onto her wrist with great solemnity and fingers the string, biting her lip, frowns up at Rodney.
Of all the things Jeannie thinks Maddie might say right then, it's not this:
"Uncle Mer? Why didn't Uncle John come with you?"
Mer blinks. Jeannie gapes and Jennifer looks distinctly uncomfortable curled into Mer's side on the sofa. But for all it's unexpected, the question makes sense: Maddie's known John as long as she's known Meredith and sees them together more often than she sees them apart. Mer sends e-mails and copies John in, Maddie always has a response for both of them.
After a long, stunned silence, Mer manages an awkward, unhelpful "Um..."
"He made this for me," Maddie says, running her fingers thoughtfully over the bracelet, "'Cos I made one for him when you came to visit." Jeannie remembers the circle of neon plastic beads Maddie gave John at Easter, the last time he and Rodney had leave on Earth. She remembers seeing them on John's wrist, peeping out from beneath his wrist band when they had taken Rodney to the shrine.
"He said he'd see me at Christmas, but..." Madison's eyes flick over to Jennifer and Jeannie heart skips a beat because that thing that was missing, that thing that wasn't quite right is John, Meredith with John, and she's stunned at how quickly the pieces fall into place, how it all snaps suddenly into focus. Jeannie is amazed and pissed that she missed it, that it took this long for her to work through the math.
She thinks about bridging universes and nanites and parasites, about the raw look on John's face at the way Mer screamed his name, about Wallace's 'accident', the way he put his hands on her brother.
