Safe Surrender by zoemathemata (Explicit)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay John Sheppard
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay
Categories: Alternate Universe Drama First Time Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zoemathemata
Author's Website:
Link: Safe Surrender
Why This Must Be Read:
Rodney in witness protection, John as the marshall assigned to keep him safe, a cabin in the woods. Perfect.
Lorne looked down at his gunshot leg, watching red ooze out.
He wasn't going to be able to walk on it.
And if he couldn't walk, he wasn't getting out.
Which meant McKay had to get out on his own.
This was really bad.
The gunfire was still ricocheting around them in the safe house. Lorne stifled a regretful snort. 'Safe.' The safe house turned out to be anything but. It was time to face facts: they had a mole.
Kolya had a goddamed mole in the police force and when Lorne found him...
Assuming of course Lorne lived to see the next day.
"McKay!" Lorne shouted, repeating himself when Rodney didn't look at him the first time. Rodney's eyes were wide and scared. They were surrounded. The other cop, his partner Dumais, was dead if Lorne guessed right. They were on their own and Lorne had taken a bullet to the leg.
Now it was just McKay.
Lorne had to give him enough cover to get out, get away.
"McKay," Lorne said for a third time and Rodney's eyes finally came to rest on Lorne, darting to his blood-soaked leg.
"You're gonna help me get propped up over there," Lorne said, indicating a cubby hole that would give him some vantage shots. "And I'm gonna cover you as you make a break for the front door. Don't stop, don't turn around."
"You've got to be kidding me!" Rodney exclaimed. "Are you really pulling this macho 'leave me behind' bullshit?"
"McKay, you're the only witness we've got against Kolya. You've got to get back to the police station."
"And speak to whom, Detective? Your police force was supposed to keep me safe."
Lorne winced. "I know. I don't know what to tell you." And then suddenly, Lorne had an idea. "I have a friend, a US Marshal, we were in the Air Force together..."
"Great, another flyboy," Rodney muttered and then yelped slightly when a spray of bullets caused a hailstorm of plaster and debris.
"He can help you. You call him and tell him Lorne sent you, he'll keep you safe until trial."
But Rodney wasn't listening anymore. He'd scampered away from Lorne, half crawling half shuffling into the kitchen.
"McKay!" Lorne hissed. "Rodney! Get your ass back here!" He hoped to god Kolya's hired thugs couldn't hear over their own shooting.
"Busy now, saving our lives!" Rodney hissed back.
Lorne tried to shimmy sideways to get a view into the kitchen but the movement jostled his leg and a fat clot seeped out. He was cold, clammy.
This was not good.
It couldn't have been more than minutes but Rodney was back, holding something in his hands. He glanced at Lorne nervously.
"Uh, you might want to... that is... if this goes horribly wrong, you know, I'm sorry."
Why the hell was McKay apologizing to him? "For what?"
"Fire in the hole!" Rodney hissed and then tossed what he was holding up and over to where the gunmen were holed up.
"What are you talking about?" Lorne said.
"Isn't that what you military types say? When you toss a bomb?" Rodney asked, face guileless.
"Wh-?"
The explosion sent a hot wave of air rushing over them a split second before debris started raining down in chunks. Lorne saw a large hunk of plaster headed for him and had time to think 'Oh shi-'
And then it all went dark.
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay John Sheppard
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay
Categories: Alternate Universe Drama First Time Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
zoemathemataAuthor's Website:
Link: Safe Surrender
Why This Must Be Read:
Rodney in witness protection, John as the marshall assigned to keep him safe, a cabin in the woods. Perfect.
Lorne looked down at his gunshot leg, watching red ooze out.
He wasn't going to be able to walk on it.
And if he couldn't walk, he wasn't getting out.
Which meant McKay had to get out on his own.
This was really bad.
The gunfire was still ricocheting around them in the safe house. Lorne stifled a regretful snort. 'Safe.' The safe house turned out to be anything but. It was time to face facts: they had a mole.
Kolya had a goddamed mole in the police force and when Lorne found him...
Assuming of course Lorne lived to see the next day.
"McKay!" Lorne shouted, repeating himself when Rodney didn't look at him the first time. Rodney's eyes were wide and scared. They were surrounded. The other cop, his partner Dumais, was dead if Lorne guessed right. They were on their own and Lorne had taken a bullet to the leg.
Now it was just McKay.
Lorne had to give him enough cover to get out, get away.
"McKay," Lorne said for a third time and Rodney's eyes finally came to rest on Lorne, darting to his blood-soaked leg.
"You're gonna help me get propped up over there," Lorne said, indicating a cubby hole that would give him some vantage shots. "And I'm gonna cover you as you make a break for the front door. Don't stop, don't turn around."
"You've got to be kidding me!" Rodney exclaimed. "Are you really pulling this macho 'leave me behind' bullshit?"
"McKay, you're the only witness we've got against Kolya. You've got to get back to the police station."
"And speak to whom, Detective? Your police force was supposed to keep me safe."
Lorne winced. "I know. I don't know what to tell you." And then suddenly, Lorne had an idea. "I have a friend, a US Marshal, we were in the Air Force together..."
"Great, another flyboy," Rodney muttered and then yelped slightly when a spray of bullets caused a hailstorm of plaster and debris.
"He can help you. You call him and tell him Lorne sent you, he'll keep you safe until trial."
But Rodney wasn't listening anymore. He'd scampered away from Lorne, half crawling half shuffling into the kitchen.
"McKay!" Lorne hissed. "Rodney! Get your ass back here!" He hoped to god Kolya's hired thugs couldn't hear over their own shooting.
"Busy now, saving our lives!" Rodney hissed back.
Lorne tried to shimmy sideways to get a view into the kitchen but the movement jostled his leg and a fat clot seeped out. He was cold, clammy.
This was not good.
It couldn't have been more than minutes but Rodney was back, holding something in his hands. He glanced at Lorne nervously.
"Uh, you might want to... that is... if this goes horribly wrong, you know, I'm sorry."
Why the hell was McKay apologizing to him? "For what?"
"Fire in the hole!" Rodney hissed and then tossed what he was holding up and over to where the gunmen were holed up.
"What are you talking about?" Lorne said.
"Isn't that what you military types say? When you toss a bomb?" Rodney asked, face guileless.
"Wh-?"
The explosion sent a hot wave of air rushing over them a split second before debris started raining down in chunks. Lorne saw a large hunk of plaster headed for him and had time to think 'Oh shi-'
And then it all went dark.
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