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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Novel-length stories
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Elizabeth Weir, Teyla Emmagan, Radek Zelenka, George Hammond, Carson Beckett, Marshall Sumner, Original Characters
Categories: Gen
Warnings: Nil
Author on DW:mad_maudlin
Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: The Stars My Destination on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: At just under 100,000 words this an epic fusion with Star Trek. John (Jonn) is a Kirk-like pilot but half-Vulcan, and Rodney's the human engineer cadet who becomes his best friend. It's a marvelous action/adventure story with loads of character development, written for the 2011 Atlantis Big Bang. A gripping read, and a very clever fusion of the two canons.
Instead, the admiral studied him for a moment. "Jonn Sheppard," he said after a while, drawing out the nn like a proper Vulcan name. "Your mother was Commander T'Perr of the Kelvin, am I right?"
"Yes, sir," Jonn said stiffly.
"She was one of Starfleet's finest officers," the admiral continued. "Brilliant, courageous—I had a chance to hear her speak at the Academy on the ethics of first contact once. An amazing woman."
Jonn looked into the dregs of his coffee. "Yeah, I wouldn't know."
"No," the admiral said softly after a while. "You wouldn't, would you? You must've been, what, two years old during the Athos Incident? Younger?"
"What does it matter, sir?" Jonn shot back, glaring.
The admiral took his venom in stride. "I have never seen anyone fly a Marquette-class shuttle like that, and I was assigned to a wing of them back when they were new. You might just be the most naturally gifted pilot I've ever met, and you come from a Starfleet family. So how the hell did you end up wasting your time on the Perimeter?"
Jonn raised his chin. "With all due respect, sir, my mother died before I could remember, and my father builds warp cores to finance his vacation planets. I wanted to fly and the Perimeter let me, and family doesn't have a whole hell of a lot to do with it."
"Did you ever even consider Starfleet?" the admiral pressed.
"You might not have noticed, sir," Jonn said, forcing a smile, "but I'm not real good at following instructions."
The admiral leaned back in his chair and studied him some more. "I can't explain to you what happened today," he finally said. "Because I can't justify giving that kind of security clearance to a Perimeter pilot who never finished his basic education."
"I got my GED," Jonn protested halfheartedly.
The admiral continued. "What I can do is tell you that there are more things in heaven and earth than you've ever dreamed of. And if you were to enlist in Starfleet Academy, you might just get to find out what they are."
Jonn rolled his eyes. "Thanks, sir, but no thanks."
"Your service on the Perimeter would be taken into account," the admiral said—almost pleading at this point, really. "You could be commissioned directly to full lieutenant if you play your cards right. You'd have the opportunity to fly the Federation's most sophisticated ships instead of the broken-down puddle jumpers the Perimeter uses. Four years of school for an officer's stripes and a chance to put your skills to use doing something useful."
"Gee, sir, you don't think the Perimeter is useful?" Jonn asked. "Who's gonna enforce the blood-alcohol limit for inner-system pilots if we don't?"
The admiral stood. "Just think about what I've said, son," he told Jonn with brutal kindness. "And if you change your mind, know I'd be eager to put in a good word for you."
Jonn rolled his eyes. "I don't even know your name, sir."
"Hammond," he replied. "Vice Admiral George Hammond."
Rec Category: Novel-length stories
Characters: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Elizabeth Weir, Teyla Emmagan, Radek Zelenka, George Hammond, Carson Beckett, Marshall Sumner, Original Characters
Categories: Gen
Warnings: Nil
Author on DW:
mad_maudlin Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: The Stars My Destination on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: At just under 100,000 words this an epic fusion with Star Trek. John (Jonn) is a Kirk-like pilot but half-Vulcan, and Rodney's the human engineer cadet who becomes his best friend. It's a marvelous action/adventure story with loads of character development, written for the 2011 Atlantis Big Bang. A gripping read, and a very clever fusion of the two canons.
Instead, the admiral studied him for a moment. "Jonn Sheppard," he said after a while, drawing out the nn like a proper Vulcan name. "Your mother was Commander T'Perr of the Kelvin, am I right?"
"Yes, sir," Jonn said stiffly.
"She was one of Starfleet's finest officers," the admiral continued. "Brilliant, courageous—I had a chance to hear her speak at the Academy on the ethics of first contact once. An amazing woman."
Jonn looked into the dregs of his coffee. "Yeah, I wouldn't know."
"No," the admiral said softly after a while. "You wouldn't, would you? You must've been, what, two years old during the Athos Incident? Younger?"
"What does it matter, sir?" Jonn shot back, glaring.
The admiral took his venom in stride. "I have never seen anyone fly a Marquette-class shuttle like that, and I was assigned to a wing of them back when they were new. You might just be the most naturally gifted pilot I've ever met, and you come from a Starfleet family. So how the hell did you end up wasting your time on the Perimeter?"
Jonn raised his chin. "With all due respect, sir, my mother died before I could remember, and my father builds warp cores to finance his vacation planets. I wanted to fly and the Perimeter let me, and family doesn't have a whole hell of a lot to do with it."
"Did you ever even consider Starfleet?" the admiral pressed.
"You might not have noticed, sir," Jonn said, forcing a smile, "but I'm not real good at following instructions."
The admiral leaned back in his chair and studied him some more. "I can't explain to you what happened today," he finally said. "Because I can't justify giving that kind of security clearance to a Perimeter pilot who never finished his basic education."
"I got my GED," Jonn protested halfheartedly.
The admiral continued. "What I can do is tell you that there are more things in heaven and earth than you've ever dreamed of. And if you were to enlist in Starfleet Academy, you might just get to find out what they are."
Jonn rolled his eyes. "Thanks, sir, but no thanks."
"Your service on the Perimeter would be taken into account," the admiral said—almost pleading at this point, really. "You could be commissioned directly to full lieutenant if you play your cards right. You'd have the opportunity to fly the Federation's most sophisticated ships instead of the broken-down puddle jumpers the Perimeter uses. Four years of school for an officer's stripes and a chance to put your skills to use doing something useful."
"Gee, sir, you don't think the Perimeter is useful?" Jonn asked. "Who's gonna enforce the blood-alcohol limit for inner-system pilots if we don't?"
The admiral stood. "Just think about what I've said, son," he told Jonn with brutal kindness. "And if you change your mind, know I'd be eager to put in a good word for you."
Jonn rolled his eyes. "I don't even know your name, sir."
"Hammond," he replied. "Vice Admiral George Hammond."
