Come Back Later (by Cottontail) (Mature)
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stargateficrecShows: SGA, SG1
Rec Category: Alternate Universe - canon divergence
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Jeannie Miller, Caleb Miller, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Sam Carter, Teal'c, Cam Mitchell
Categories: M/M
Words: 8673
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply. Grief.
Author on DW: n/a
Author's Website: Cottontail on AO3
Link: Come Back Later on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This goes AU at the end of Tao of Rodney - Rodney ascends, rather than figuring out a last minute save. So the fic starts with John's grief, linked to his unacknowledged feelings about Rodney. He returns to Earth to tell Jeannie and finds he can't bring himself to return to Atlantis. But then, some time later, Rodney returns. I enjoy ascension stories, and this delivers, with an eventual happy ending to comfort us for the pain John has to go through at the start of the fic. An excellent read.
O’Neill is studying him over his own beer, his breath puffing in the cold air. “I know what you’re going through here, Sheppard. I’m not going to lie and say it gets easier, because it absolutely doesn’t.” John likes General O’Neill because he’s always direct and no nonsense. “But you just watch,” he continues, “one of these days he’ll show up naked and clueless someplace and then you’ll just want to shake the hell out of him for making you miserable.”
For the first time since Rodney’s ascension John smiles a genuine smile. “Yes, sir,” he answers, glancing back up at the sky.
“I’m ordering you to take some time off. Just a few weeks, stay here on Earth. Go fishing or whatever the hell it is you do.”
John frowns and looks back to O’Neill. “I’d rather get back to work, sir.”
“I know. But according to General Landry you’ve been acting wacko the last week or so.” He raises a hand to stop John’s immediate protestation. “And understandably so, I know. But it’s this or forced sessions with one of the SGC shrinks.”
John winces at that. “I’ll take the leave, sir.”
O’Neill makes a small salute with his beer. “I thought so.”
Rec Category: Alternate Universe - canon divergence
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard, Jeannie Miller, Caleb Miller, Teyla Emmagan, Ronon Dex, Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Sam Carter, Teal'c, Cam Mitchell
Categories: M/M
Words: 8673
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply. Grief.
Author on DW: n/a
Author's Website: Cottontail on AO3
Link: Come Back Later on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This goes AU at the end of Tao of Rodney - Rodney ascends, rather than figuring out a last minute save. So the fic starts with John's grief, linked to his unacknowledged feelings about Rodney. He returns to Earth to tell Jeannie and finds he can't bring himself to return to Atlantis. But then, some time later, Rodney returns. I enjoy ascension stories, and this delivers, with an eventual happy ending to comfort us for the pain John has to go through at the start of the fic. An excellent read.
O’Neill is studying him over his own beer, his breath puffing in the cold air. “I know what you’re going through here, Sheppard. I’m not going to lie and say it gets easier, because it absolutely doesn’t.” John likes General O’Neill because he’s always direct and no nonsense. “But you just watch,” he continues, “one of these days he’ll show up naked and clueless someplace and then you’ll just want to shake the hell out of him for making you miserable.”
For the first time since Rodney’s ascension John smiles a genuine smile. “Yes, sir,” he answers, glancing back up at the sky.
“I’m ordering you to take some time off. Just a few weeks, stay here on Earth. Go fishing or whatever the hell it is you do.”
John frowns and looks back to O’Neill. “I’d rather get back to work, sir.”
“I know. But according to General Landry you’ve been acting wacko the last week or so.” He raises a hand to stop John’s immediate protestation. “And understandably so, I know. But it’s this or forced sessions with one of the SGC shrinks.”
John winces at that. “I’ll take the leave, sir.”
O’Neill makes a small salute with his beer. “I thought so.”
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Date: 2025-07-09 08:08 pm (UTC)You have already left kudos here :)
Lol — thank you so much for leading me back to it! 🤗
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Date: 2025-07-10 05:32 am (UTC)