Fall Apart, Start Again, by Brumeier, (T)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Evan Lorne
Characters: Evan Lorne, David Parrish, Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Evan Lorne/David Parrish, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: Slash
Warnings: None
Author's Journal:brumeier
Author's Website: On AO3
Link: Fall Apart, Start Again
Why This Must Be Read: The author's summary for this fic is: Earth is facing a catastrophic climate upheaval that will be an extinction-level event for most life, including humans. Humanity's only hope is to reach a new Earth elsewhere in the galaxy. Colonel Sheppard and Dr. McKay are leading the charge on the science and exploration front, while David Parrish is just trying to collect plant samples for transport on one of the big space ships while breaking in a new pilot/bodyguard, dodging extreme weather, and nearly getting killed by fanatics.
This was written for me for the 2022 SGA Secret Santa Exchange, and let me just say that it's freaking amazing, and perfect. It combines Lorne being awesome, an apocalyptic scenario, science, strangers-to-lovers, and a hopeful ending. The writing is amazing, the story line is compelling, and did I mention Lorne being awesome? Also, wonderful Parrish POV. I love this story so much. You should definitely read it!
Lorne lapsed into silence, and David watched the landscape go by as they made their way west. The amber waves of grain from the song were all gone; the soil had gotten too acidic to promote plant growth, and large swaths of it were covered with industrial sheets of black geotex to keep it from blowing around and recreating the Dust Bowl of the 1930s. Everything now was vertical farming and hydroponics, all of which happened in the long agribarns that stretched across the fields that once held wheat and corn.
The helicopter dropped suddenly and rocked a bit, and David’s heart started pounding in his chest. He put his hands out, bracing himself as best he could.
“Just a little turbulence,” Lorne said.
“That didn’t feel like a little.”
“Trust me, Doc. You’re in good hands. I’m top rated in rotor wing.”
Rec Category: Evan Lorne
Characters: Evan Lorne, David Parrish, Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairings: Evan Lorne/David Parrish, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: Slash
Warnings: None
Author's Journal:
brumeierAuthor's Website: On AO3
Link: Fall Apart, Start Again
Why This Must Be Read: The author's summary for this fic is: Earth is facing a catastrophic climate upheaval that will be an extinction-level event for most life, including humans. Humanity's only hope is to reach a new Earth elsewhere in the galaxy. Colonel Sheppard and Dr. McKay are leading the charge on the science and exploration front, while David Parrish is just trying to collect plant samples for transport on one of the big space ships while breaking in a new pilot/bodyguard, dodging extreme weather, and nearly getting killed by fanatics.
This was written for me for the 2022 SGA Secret Santa Exchange, and let me just say that it's freaking amazing, and perfect. It combines Lorne being awesome, an apocalyptic scenario, science, strangers-to-lovers, and a hopeful ending. The writing is amazing, the story line is compelling, and did I mention Lorne being awesome? Also, wonderful Parrish POV. I love this story so much. You should definitely read it!
Lorne lapsed into silence, and David watched the landscape go by as they made their way west. The amber waves of grain from the song were all gone; the soil had gotten too acidic to promote plant growth, and large swaths of it were covered with industrial sheets of black geotex to keep it from blowing around and recreating the Dust Bowl of the 1930s. Everything now was vertical farming and hydroponics, all of which happened in the long agribarns that stretched across the fields that once held wheat and corn.
The helicopter dropped suddenly and rocked a bit, and David’s heart started pounding in his chest. He put his hands out, bracing himself as best he could.
“Just a little turbulence,” Lorne said.
“That didn’t feel like a little.”
“Trust me, Doc. You’re in good hands. I’m top rated in rotor wing.”
