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stargateficrecShow: SGA/The Sentinel
Rec Category: Crossover
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg, Lyle Holland/John Sheppard, Evan Lorne
Categories: M/M
Words: 7129
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:brumeier
Author's Website: Brumeier on AO3
Link: A Strange Thing Happened in the Desert on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: I love Vegas fix-its, and this adds in Sentinel-Guide dynamics as a cherry on top. Nearly dying in the desert switches on John's senses, which is mostly a bug not a feature for John, with them out of control. Can Rodney be persuaded to be his Guide - does he even want a Guide? I think we all know the answers, but it's a fun ride, getting there!
One day there was a new face at John’s bedside, a masculine face framed by an over-abundance of curly brown hair.
“Hello in there,” he said cheerfully, his voice pleasantly deep.
“Who’re you?” John asked, his tongue feeling too thick for his mouth.
“Blair Sandburg. I’m here to help you.” He produced a plastic cup with a straw, and helped John take a few sips of tepid water.
“Doctor?”
“Yes, but not the kind you’re thinking of. So, here’s the thing. We’ve taken you off the drugs.”
John was sure that was bad, but his brain was a little muddled and couldn’t tell him why it was bad. “McKay?”
“You want Dr. McKay? Sure, we can do that.” Blair gestured to someone John couldn’t see. “I want to make this process as easy as possible for you, Detective.”
As soon as McKay entered the room John felt himself relax, just a little. He must’ve gotten used to the man’s presence during his hospitalization. John turned to look at McKay but got distracted by the fox sitting at the end of his bed.
“What’re you doing here?” he asked it. Had the fox somehow tagged along during his rescue from the desert? It certainly didn’t seem sanitary to have it in a hospital room.
“John? Who are you talking to?” Blair asked.
“Him.” John gestured towards his feet. The fox stared implacably back at him. “Followed me, I guess.”
“Interesting.”
Rec Category: Crossover
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg, Lyle Holland/John Sheppard, Evan Lorne
Categories: M/M
Words: 7129
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:
brumeier Author's Website: Brumeier on AO3
Link: A Strange Thing Happened in the Desert on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: I love Vegas fix-its, and this adds in Sentinel-Guide dynamics as a cherry on top. Nearly dying in the desert switches on John's senses, which is mostly a bug not a feature for John, with them out of control. Can Rodney be persuaded to be his Guide - does he even want a Guide? I think we all know the answers, but it's a fun ride, getting there!
One day there was a new face at John’s bedside, a masculine face framed by an over-abundance of curly brown hair.
“Hello in there,” he said cheerfully, his voice pleasantly deep.
“Who’re you?” John asked, his tongue feeling too thick for his mouth.
“Blair Sandburg. I’m here to help you.” He produced a plastic cup with a straw, and helped John take a few sips of tepid water.
“Doctor?”
“Yes, but not the kind you’re thinking of. So, here’s the thing. We’ve taken you off the drugs.”
John was sure that was bad, but his brain was a little muddled and couldn’t tell him why it was bad. “McKay?”
“You want Dr. McKay? Sure, we can do that.” Blair gestured to someone John couldn’t see. “I want to make this process as easy as possible for you, Detective.”
As soon as McKay entered the room John felt himself relax, just a little. He must’ve gotten used to the man’s presence during his hospitalization. John turned to look at McKay but got distracted by the fox sitting at the end of his bed.
“What’re you doing here?” he asked it. Had the fox somehow tagged along during his rescue from the desert? It certainly didn’t seem sanitary to have it in a hospital room.
“John? Who are you talking to?” Blair asked.
“Him.” John gestured towards his feet. The fox stared implacably back at him. “Followed me, I guess.”
“Interesting.”
