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Show: SGA
Rec Category: Teyla Emmagan
Characters: Teyla Emmagan/Rodney McKay, John Sheppard, Ronon Dex
Categories: Genish het
Warnings: Nil
Author on DW: [personal profile] sholio
Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: Jumper Down on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is some very nice hurt/comfort and action/adventure, where Teyla and Rodney are both moderately injured and have to look after each other while struggling to survive on a mission gone wrong. They're in a pre-existing relationship which is briefly alluded to, but overall this reads more like gen. Part of the "sticks and snark" Teyla/Rodney body of fics, and a great read. 

"Well, let me see it." When she hesitated, he did too -- faltering, softening. "I'm sorry. I'm -- you know how I get, right? When I'm -- when -- anyway, I just want to, you know, make sure you don't fall over from blood loss or something. If you want me to, that is."

She leaned forward, holding her hair back with one hand, aiming the flashlight with the other. He reached up with his left hand -- his right stayed where it was, jutting stiffly out from his side, the fingers curled like claws -- and prodded gently at her forehead. To distract herself, and because worry sat in a hard lump at the bottom of her stomach, Teyla said, "John and Ronon -- did they make it out?"

"Out of what?" He sounded absent, pushing back her sodden hair.

"The jumper." He had mentioned a jumper, hadn't he? Perhaps she was remembering wrong. Or maybe he was as confused as she was.

"They weren't in the jumper. Teyla ..." His brow wrinkled and he frowned at her. "How much do you remember?"

"Nothing," she said.

His eyes went wide. "Nothing? At all? Do you remember me? I'm Rodney. I'm your b--"

Teyla hushed him by sliding the hand holding the flashlight to touch his lips. "I remember you, Rodney." I could never forget you. "I do not know what planet this is, however, or what happened to the jumper." She hoped it was only the jumper. Could something have happened to Atlantis? She searched backwards, remembering sitting in the cafeteria in a pool of sun, with John grinning at something Ronon had said. She was sitting with her hand under the table on Rodney's thigh. Rodney's hands had waved around, describing the shape of his thoughts in the air, and he was talking about -- was talking about -- something about a trading mission --

Date: 2018-11-25 03:32 pm (UTC)
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I love this fic! I have a huge soft spot for sticks and snark as a ship :)

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