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stargateficrecShow: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: AU
Pairing: McShep
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, and a whole host of SGA regulars
Categories: Mature
Warnings: Violence, Language
Author’s Website: No More Tears
Link: Unconventional Heroism
Why This Must Be Read: The summary says it all: Genius billionaire Rodney McKay has his share of secrets, investigative reporter John Sheppard is determined to get to the bottom of them. He'd also like to figure out who the hell the man in the metal suit that keeps saving his life is.
It’s Iron Man with an SGA twist, and if you don't think that Rodney McKay can bring the snark and the genius, you're so very, very wrong. ::grins:: John and Rodney don't have the best of first meetings, but John quickly becomes obsessed with the very private billionaire. This is the story of how they meet, how they fight the villains, and how they team up in a very permanent way. It's sweet, and exciting and heart-breaking in turns. And so very, very good.
The next day Rodney's five minutes late out of his office, stares hard at John, his expression not thawing even when John hands him his coffee. It's not until John shifts his other arm forward, offering the folded paper bag that Rodney looks anything but pissed off.
For a long moment Rodney just stares at the bag, before taking it slowly and opening it, staring down into it with a surprised expression on his face. And then Rodney smiles, and it might be the first time John's ever seen that expression on his face. It hits him like a punch in the gut, he can hear his own sharp intake of breath, watching the entire world narrow down to the way Rodney's eyes crinkle in the corners, the way his smile is completely lopsided.
John hadn't really been thinking too hard about why he was willing to stay here, day after day, doing his damndest to interview Rodney for ten minutes a day. He hasn't considered exactly why it seems like such a good idea to bring him coffee. Now he's got a pretty good idea.
He only realizes he's staring when Rodney's expression wavers, his eyebrows drawing together in confusion, and John makes himself smile back. That seems to be the encouragement Rodney was looking for, because his expression lightens again, and he turns to the receptionist, the bag cradled protectively close to his chest, "Tell Miko to run the gauntlet for me, today. I'll be with--" he waves vaguely at John, "—in my office."
And that's how John finds himself standing in Rodney's office for the first time. It looks like nothing so much as a mix of warehouse, machine shop, and clean room. If there's a method to the madness John can't see it. There's hunks of metal everywhere, blueprints spread across walls and floor, everything surrounded by a blue glow that is dozens of computer screens.
John stands in the doorway, gaping, and only realizes that Rodney is waiting, quiet and fidgeting by his elbow when he clears his throat. He says, "Wow," because he's pretty sure it's expected, and because it's possibly the only way to summarize his emotions.
Rodney beams up at him again, and it's the second smile in a day. John feels almost drunk on the way McKay's mouth stretches and curves. He repeats, "Wow," and then takes a quick swallow of his own coffee, before he says it again. When he feels the urge has passed he waves his hand, encompassing the myriad of incomprehensible projects scattered around the room, says, "So. Do you ever go home?"
And he only realizes that Rodney really doesn't when the man shrugs, shoving his mouth full of pastry. He says around the apple fritter, "I've been working on a special project. And of course I'm still working on the Puddlejumper Project, and I've got contracts coming due for the Air Force. There aren't enough hours in the day and I haven't perfected time displacement fields yet."
John's not sure if that's a joke or not. Sometimes it's hard to tell with Rodney.
Rec Category: AU
Pairing: McShep
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, and a whole host of SGA regulars
Categories: Mature
Warnings: Violence, Language
Author’s Website: No More Tears
Link: Unconventional Heroism
Why This Must Be Read: The summary says it all: Genius billionaire Rodney McKay has his share of secrets, investigative reporter John Sheppard is determined to get to the bottom of them. He'd also like to figure out who the hell the man in the metal suit that keeps saving his life is.
It’s Iron Man with an SGA twist, and if you don't think that Rodney McKay can bring the snark and the genius, you're so very, very wrong. ::grins:: John and Rodney don't have the best of first meetings, but John quickly becomes obsessed with the very private billionaire. This is the story of how they meet, how they fight the villains, and how they team up in a very permanent way. It's sweet, and exciting and heart-breaking in turns. And so very, very good.
The next day Rodney's five minutes late out of his office, stares hard at John, his expression not thawing even when John hands him his coffee. It's not until John shifts his other arm forward, offering the folded paper bag that Rodney looks anything but pissed off.
For a long moment Rodney just stares at the bag, before taking it slowly and opening it, staring down into it with a surprised expression on his face. And then Rodney smiles, and it might be the first time John's ever seen that expression on his face. It hits him like a punch in the gut, he can hear his own sharp intake of breath, watching the entire world narrow down to the way Rodney's eyes crinkle in the corners, the way his smile is completely lopsided.
John hadn't really been thinking too hard about why he was willing to stay here, day after day, doing his damndest to interview Rodney for ten minutes a day. He hasn't considered exactly why it seems like such a good idea to bring him coffee. Now he's got a pretty good idea.
He only realizes he's staring when Rodney's expression wavers, his eyebrows drawing together in confusion, and John makes himself smile back. That seems to be the encouragement Rodney was looking for, because his expression lightens again, and he turns to the receptionist, the bag cradled protectively close to his chest, "Tell Miko to run the gauntlet for me, today. I'll be with--" he waves vaguely at John, "—in my office."
And that's how John finds himself standing in Rodney's office for the first time. It looks like nothing so much as a mix of warehouse, machine shop, and clean room. If there's a method to the madness John can't see it. There's hunks of metal everywhere, blueprints spread across walls and floor, everything surrounded by a blue glow that is dozens of computer screens.
John stands in the doorway, gaping, and only realizes that Rodney is waiting, quiet and fidgeting by his elbow when he clears his throat. He says, "Wow," because he's pretty sure it's expected, and because it's possibly the only way to summarize his emotions.
Rodney beams up at him again, and it's the second smile in a day. John feels almost drunk on the way McKay's mouth stretches and curves. He repeats, "Wow," and then takes a quick swallow of his own coffee, before he says it again. When he feels the urge has passed he waves his hand, encompassing the myriad of incomprehensible projects scattered around the room, says, "So. Do you ever go home?"
And he only realizes that Rodney really doesn't when the man shrugs, shoving his mouth full of pastry. He says around the apple fritter, "I've been working on a special project. And of course I'm still working on the Puddlejumper Project, and I've got contracts coming due for the Air Force. There aren't enough hours in the day and I haven't perfected time displacement fields yet."
John's not sure if that's a joke or not. Sometimes it's hard to tell with Rodney.
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