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Appearances Can Be Deceiving by alyburns (aka sideburns & alyjude) [R]
Show: SGA/SG1
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Daniel Jackson
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Character death , angst, slash , time travel
Warnings: Character Death Crossover
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alyburns
Author's Website: alyjude’s basement
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on authors own site
Author's Website: Sideburns on Wraithbait
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on Wraithbait
Author's Website: alyjude_sideburns on AO3
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: There are two summaries for this fic one on Wraithbait and one on AO3. Summary 1says. John and Rodney are together, but things aren't exactly as they appear (includes a xover with SG1, but is primarily SGA)
Summary 2 says Rodney discovers a deep truth about cloning and gets some help from an unusual source.
This is one of those stories that really brought a lump to my throat, because Rodney is hurting even though he should be the happiest man on Atlantis, he has a job he loves and the man of his dreams but what you see is not as it seems.
John should have been the most beautiful sight in the world.
Rodney sighed, not loud enough to capture John's attention, but enough to let a small bit of his... Was it ennui or an emotionless kind of...emotion...that he was giving an escape route to with the sigh?
Like it mattered? Not likely.
John finished the last of his toast and coffee, put the report down, stood, picked up their dishes and walked them to the counter. He put them in the washer, waved his hand over the small crystal plate and walked back to Rodney. "I'd suggest a shower together, but we both know I'd be late to the meeting. But I promise to zip through it in half the time, all right?"
"Sure. I've got things I can do to stay busy," Rodney said, putting every ounce of fake emotion into the words that he could. He really should have been an actor.
Grinning again, John wagged a finger at him and warned, "Don't get too busy, I don't want to hear anything even remotely resembling, 'I have to finish this, it might hold the secret to the universe' coming out of your mouth. Got that, buddy?"
Since Rodney hadn't said anything even remotely close to that in...well, in a long time, he felt his heart jump a bit, but just nodded and crossed his heart. "Reading a mystery book. That's it, just reading."
John patted him on the head on his way to the bathroom. "Good boy."
Rodney was alone.
What a fucking difference a little time can make. He rested his head in his hands and, before he could rein it in, his mind was floating back....
***
Two Months Earlier -
"They're on their way, Sheppard, just hold on!"
"There's so much blood, Ronon, so much blood."
The panic in Teyla's voice did more to put the icy-cold grip of fear in Rodney's heart than the pool of red that bubbled up between his fingers while holding his hand over the wound in John's chest. Teyla never allowed her emotions to leak into her voice. Being a leader of an entire race of people could do that to a person. But now... Oh, God...he was going to lose Sheppard and he hadn't - had never--
He'd never said the words he'd promised himself to say, words that should have been said months ago.
Bubbles of froth and blood started to trickle from the corner of John's mouth, slipping down the white skin, through the dark stubble and, mesmerized, Rodney watched.
On a level he refused to accept, the symbolism - the truth - was there.
John's life...dribbling away...and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.
One altercation too many, this time with a people on M8R-871 who'd embraced the quickly disappearing Wraith and become worshipers of the galactic vampires. So much so, that when faced with the premiere SGA team in person, they'd made it their business to capture them as an offering to their 'gods'.
The Wraith as gods. Fuck, how messed up was that? As if, since the opening of the Stargate on Earth, they hadn't had enough fake gods.
"His lungs are filling with blood," Teyla whispered.
"Damn it," Rodney said. "If only we had something to use - anything - a tube - a pen--"
"It's Lorne," Ronon suddenly said from where he stood guard.
"And the Polciums?" Teyla asked without raising her head or moving her gaze from John's face.
"Nowhere in sight, but since the odds are now in our favor, it's not surprising." Ronon glanced down at John and muttered, "Could have used the Marines an hour ago."
There was no answer to that so Rodney went on pouring all that he could of himself into John, while cursing the fact that technology now meant he carried a stylus instead of a fucking pen. If only he had that lovely little plastic tubing....
He heard Lorne and his team yelling at the same moment that John's eyes locked on Rodney's, telegraphing everything that would do them no good now - because at almost the same moment - John took his last breath.
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronan Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Daniel Jackson
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Character death , angst, slash , time travel
Warnings: Character Death Crossover
Author on LJ:
alyburnsAuthor's Website: alyjude’s basement
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on authors own site
Author's Website: Sideburns on Wraithbait
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on Wraithbait
Author's Website: alyjude_sideburns on AO3
Link: Appearances Can Be Deceiving on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: There are two summaries for this fic one on Wraithbait and one on AO3. Summary 1says. John and Rodney are together, but things aren't exactly as they appear (includes a xover with SG1, but is primarily SGA)
Summary 2 says Rodney discovers a deep truth about cloning and gets some help from an unusual source.
This is one of those stories that really brought a lump to my throat, because Rodney is hurting even though he should be the happiest man on Atlantis, he has a job he loves and the man of his dreams but what you see is not as it seems.
John should have been the most beautiful sight in the world.
Rodney sighed, not loud enough to capture John's attention, but enough to let a small bit of his... Was it ennui or an emotionless kind of...emotion...that he was giving an escape route to with the sigh?
Like it mattered? Not likely.
John finished the last of his toast and coffee, put the report down, stood, picked up their dishes and walked them to the counter. He put them in the washer, waved his hand over the small crystal plate and walked back to Rodney. "I'd suggest a shower together, but we both know I'd be late to the meeting. But I promise to zip through it in half the time, all right?"
"Sure. I've got things I can do to stay busy," Rodney said, putting every ounce of fake emotion into the words that he could. He really should have been an actor.
Grinning again, John wagged a finger at him and warned, "Don't get too busy, I don't want to hear anything even remotely resembling, 'I have to finish this, it might hold the secret to the universe' coming out of your mouth. Got that, buddy?"
Since Rodney hadn't said anything even remotely close to that in...well, in a long time, he felt his heart jump a bit, but just nodded and crossed his heart. "Reading a mystery book. That's it, just reading."
John patted him on the head on his way to the bathroom. "Good boy."
Rodney was alone.
What a fucking difference a little time can make. He rested his head in his hands and, before he could rein it in, his mind was floating back....
***
Two Months Earlier -
"They're on their way, Sheppard, just hold on!"
"There's so much blood, Ronon, so much blood."
The panic in Teyla's voice did more to put the icy-cold grip of fear in Rodney's heart than the pool of red that bubbled up between his fingers while holding his hand over the wound in John's chest. Teyla never allowed her emotions to leak into her voice. Being a leader of an entire race of people could do that to a person. But now... Oh, God...he was going to lose Sheppard and he hadn't - had never--
He'd never said the words he'd promised himself to say, words that should have been said months ago.
Bubbles of froth and blood started to trickle from the corner of John's mouth, slipping down the white skin, through the dark stubble and, mesmerized, Rodney watched.
On a level he refused to accept, the symbolism - the truth - was there.
John's life...dribbling away...and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.
One altercation too many, this time with a people on M8R-871 who'd embraced the quickly disappearing Wraith and become worshipers of the galactic vampires. So much so, that when faced with the premiere SGA team in person, they'd made it their business to capture them as an offering to their 'gods'.
The Wraith as gods. Fuck, how messed up was that? As if, since the opening of the Stargate on Earth, they hadn't had enough fake gods.
"His lungs are filling with blood," Teyla whispered.
"Damn it," Rodney said. "If only we had something to use - anything - a tube - a pen--"
"It's Lorne," Ronon suddenly said from where he stood guard.
"And the Polciums?" Teyla asked without raising her head or moving her gaze from John's face.
"Nowhere in sight, but since the odds are now in our favor, it's not surprising." Ronon glanced down at John and muttered, "Could have used the Marines an hour ago."
There was no answer to that so Rodney went on pouring all that he could of himself into John, while cursing the fact that technology now meant he carried a stylus instead of a fucking pen. If only he had that lovely little plastic tubing....
He heard Lorne and his team yelling at the same moment that John's eyes locked on Rodney's, telegraphing everything that would do them no good now - because at almost the same moment - John took his last breath.
Thank you for the rec of my work!!!
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