In Good Hands (by Naye) (Gen)
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stargateficrecShows: SGA
Rec Category: Genfic
Characters: John Sheppard & Rodney McKay & Teyla Emmagan & Ronon Dex
Categories: Gen
Words: 3357
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:naye
Author's Website: naye on AO3
Link: In Good Hands on AO3
And there's a podfic by tacit here
Why This Must Be Read: A classic mission-gone-wrong hurt/comfort story in which the team barely escape disaster and hostile locals, and then have difficulty persuading a concussed Sheppard to let Rodney fly the jumper. Excellent teaminess!
Rodney finally found his voice. "Nice rescue," he said to the others, and meant it. "Do you have any morphine?" He meant that, too.
"Where are you hurt?" He looked up sharply at the soft question--Teyla had moved so quietly that Rodney hadn't heard her come to stand by his seat. The motion caused pain to flare from his ribcage and stab its way up his body, into his neck, finally setting his clenched teeth on edge.
"Ribs," he hissed. "They broke them."
Rec Category: Genfic
Characters: John Sheppard & Rodney McKay & Teyla Emmagan & Ronon Dex
Categories: Gen
Words: 3357
Warnings: no AO3 warnings apply
Author on DW:
nayeAuthor's Website: naye on AO3
Link: In Good Hands on AO3
And there's a podfic by tacit here
Why This Must Be Read: A classic mission-gone-wrong hurt/comfort story in which the team barely escape disaster and hostile locals, and then have difficulty persuading a concussed Sheppard to let Rodney fly the jumper. Excellent teaminess!
Rodney finally found his voice. "Nice rescue," he said to the others, and meant it. "Do you have any morphine?" He meant that, too.
"Where are you hurt?" He looked up sharply at the soft question--Teyla had moved so quietly that Rodney hadn't heard her come to stand by his seat. The motion caused pain to flare from his ribcage and stab its way up his body, into his neck, finally setting his clenched teeth on edge.
"Ribs," he hissed. "They broke them."
