Down On The Ranch By foggynite, PG-13

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Hey, I'm the recc'er for Au's and Threesomes this month. I'm sorry I've been slack, but I've been having computer problems.

Rec Category: AU
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category:  Friendship, pre-slash, drama
Warning: Slash, off screen minor character death
Author on LJ: foggynite
Author's Website: foggyscribbles
Link: Down On The Ranch
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a great, well written story. There is some great John/Rodney interaction, and some great build up. The author brings in familiar supporting characters, and uses them well. The characters are believable, and are all in character.

Rodney has inherited a ranch from his deceased uncle, Sumner, and John is the ranch’s general manger. They work together to uncover the mysteries behind Sumner’s death, and to find out what the Rathe corp. has to do with it. Kolya makes an appearance, and is used really well in this story.

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“Yes, well,” Rodney shifted uncomfortably. “I was hoping to speak to Mr. Sheppard about that.”

“Speak to me about what?”

Ford and Teyla turned to the man sauntering out of the stable, and Rodney tried not to stare.

John Sheppard was tall, dark, had his Stetson at a rakish angle, and filled out his jeans to a sickeningly hot degree. He was obviously one of those rugged outdoors men that looked good clean-shaven or with stubble, who hung out in bars having bleach-blonde women with too much make-up throw themselves at him, and had probably attempted numerous times to shove guys like Rodney into their gym lockers during high school.

“I’m Sheppard,” the man in question was saying. He certainly didn’t look enthusiastic to see Rodney. “And you are?”

Rodney wasn’t prepared for the visceral tug the bored drawl evoked in him, and he hated himself for reacting to it.

“Dr. Rodney McKay. I believe Ms. Weir informed you I would be arriving to speak with you this afternoon?” He said tartly.

“Afternoon, yeah. Not seven at night.” Sheppard’s tone bordered on sarcastic and Rodney felt his cheeks flushing.

“Yes, well. There was an accident that tied up traffic on the interstate.” Lifting his brief case, he waved at Sheppard with his free hand. “I *am* here now, however, so if you wouldn’t mind discussing a few issues with me, the sooner I’ll leave and we can both return to our normal schedules.”