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Or Something Like It by semivowel, (R)
Show: SGA
Rec Category: McKay/Sheppard
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Carson Beckett, Teyla Emmagen, Ronon Dex, random Genii OC
Pairings: McKay/Sheppard
Categories: team, slash, humor, hurt/comfort, first time
Warnings:
John is at risk for some (nonsexual) consent issues. Rodney takes care of it.
Author's Website: semivowel.livejournal.com
Link: Or Something Like It (podfic here)
Why This Must Be Read:
John Sheppard has an unusual reaction to the truth serum he's dosed with on an away mission. Rodney steps in to save him from himself.
Rodney realizes John can't stop himself from talking about his feelings and appoints himself and the team to run interference and salvage as much of his privacy as they can. It's laugh out loud funny (because Rodney as a champion of boundaries steamrolling everyone in his path who's not being sensitive enough is never going to not be funny). It's also touching, because Rodney is trying to protect John by not letting him speak, and it turns out there are some things John would really like to say.
I love this story. I couldn't believe it hadn't been recced already, but I couldn't find it. So, enjoy :)
It’s not until 20:00 hours that they realize something’s wrong. It’s meatloaf surprise night in the mess, and the surprise turns out to be that the meat is bright blue and smells like pickled anchovies. Or maybe the surprise is that it tastes pretty good with enough ketchup. Ronon’s already on his second helping, and Teyla is going on in exhaustive detail about the upcoming Athosian festival of basket-weaving and cross-legged choral singing. Or something.
“Halling has asked that you attend, John, as a friend of the Athosians and a representative of Atlantis,” she says. “He has reserved a place for you in the circle of twelve. It is a great honor.” And Teyla turns an expectant face Sheppard’s way.
“I like Halling,” says John slowly, pushing a piece of meatloaf around on his plate. “But if I have to listen to him give another three hour speech I might be tempted to put a fork through my hand. Also, I really don’t like ceremonies. All the ones in Pegasus kind of remind me of funerals. That and the first day of school. We moved a lot when I was a kid. So there were a lot of first days of school. Every time I have to sacrifice a goat, or bang a gong three times with my left hand, or wrap a ritual tuber in a ritual blanket I kinda get that funeral/first day of school feeling: nervous and a little nauseous, and like somebody died.”
Ronon has actually stopped eating to turn and stare at Sheppard. And Teyla’s mouth has fallen just the slightest bit open. Sheppard himself has turned bright pink and is chewing furiously on the heaping forkful of meatloaf he shoveled into his mouth right after the longest contiguous string of English words Rodney has ever heard him utter.
“Carson!” Rodney snaps into his radio. “We’re on our way to the infirmary with Colonel Sheppard. And I understand that you’re severely handicapped by the fact that your profession consists largely of the casting of chicken bones and the laying on of hands, but I expect you to do a little better this time.”
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