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stargateficrecShows: SGA
Rec Category: Action/Adventure
Characters: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: M/M
Words: 2274
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:fiercelydreamed
Author's Website: fiercelydreamed on AO3, seanachai on Audiofic Archive
Link: Always Sleep With My Guns on AO3, and as it's locked to AO3, also here on Dreamwidth. Seanachai podficced it, here.
Why This Must Be Read: Bodyguard fic! This starts in medias res with John struggling with an intruder in Rodney's lab, and losing the fight. Then, at the last second, Rodney reappears. I love how they save each other in this, both very much bamfs in their own way. The story manages to convey the icy clarity of John's awareness of the imminence of his death, which transmutes into a focussed, heated awareness of Rodney. Fiercelydreamed gives us barely any backstory but it's more than enough to set this intense scene in context. Beautifully written.
Beyond Rodney, out in the hall, John can see his Beretta lying on the floor, where it had skidded to a stop after the hitman had kicked out of John's hand. That was when John had yelled for Rodney to go, get the fuck out, McKay! Rodney must've run right past it when he'd bolted out of the room, John realizes -- and he hadn't picked it up when he'd come back. John looks from it to the nail gun vibrating in Rodney's grip to the uneven line of nails embedded in the man's head, considering those three things with a kind of detached confusion. Then, all of a sudden, he gets it.
Rec Category: Action/Adventure
Characters: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: M/M
Words: 2274
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:
fiercelydreamedAuthor's Website: fiercelydreamed on AO3, seanachai on Audiofic Archive
Link: Always Sleep With My Guns on AO3, and as it's locked to AO3, also here on Dreamwidth. Seanachai podficced it, here.
Why This Must Be Read: Bodyguard fic! This starts in medias res with John struggling with an intruder in Rodney's lab, and losing the fight. Then, at the last second, Rodney reappears. I love how they save each other in this, both very much bamfs in their own way. The story manages to convey the icy clarity of John's awareness of the imminence of his death, which transmutes into a focussed, heated awareness of Rodney. Fiercelydreamed gives us barely any backstory but it's more than enough to set this intense scene in context. Beautifully written.
Beyond Rodney, out in the hall, John can see his Beretta lying on the floor, where it had skidded to a stop after the hitman had kicked out of John's hand. That was when John had yelled for Rodney to go, get the fuck out, McKay! Rodney must've run right past it when he'd bolted out of the room, John realizes -- and he hadn't picked it up when he'd come back. John looks from it to the nail gun vibrating in Rodney's grip to the uneven line of nails embedded in the man's head, considering those three things with a kind of detached confusion. Then, all of a sudden, he gets it.
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