Refraction
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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: Refraction
Author: Martha Wilson (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Characters: Everyone, really
Prompt: 16 - Teamwork
Rating: Teen (Gen)
Length: epic
Brief summary: The Stargate universe includes this wonderful quantum mirror plot device, which allows the characters from one alternate reality to interact with another. Atlantis hasn't discovered any of these sorts of devices, but this plot speculates on how things might go if they had. Rodney ends up captured by the Atlantis members of another much-darker reality, and it's up to John and the rest of the team to rescue him. There's action and adventure and lives at risk; there's friendship and trust and what-might-have-beens. It's a solidly built story -- clever dialogue, great deceptions, well-knitted plot -- that remains true to both the universe and the characters, whether it's 'our' version or their shadow selves.
Rodney shoved himself upright and staggered to his feet. There were half a dozen Marines in the dim corridor, all with familiar faces, all casually pointing P-90s at him. And, as if this experience wasn't already bizarre enough, they were actually in one of the softly colored metallic corridors of Atlantis, but it was lit by electric bulbs strung up on black cable. The lights in the square pillars, the wall bases, and the indirect overheads were all off; even the green bubble pillars were silent and dark. He looked around, baffled. Atlantis? They brought the mirror to Atlantis? How incredibly stupid. "Where-- What happened to the lights? And why the hell did you people grab me? They're going to come after me, you know. Say what you like about the size of my ego, but I think even your counterpart is going to notice when--"
Rodney didn't realize Sheppard had grabbed him until his head hit the wall and the man's boney forearm rammed into his throat. With soft menace, Sheppard said, "We didn't go to all this trouble to get you here so you could talk us to death."
Oh, God, Rodney thought, struggling to get a breath. Sheppard's hazel eyes were red-rimmed and not just a little crazy. And he didn't just look older; close up, Rodney could see the sprinkle of gray through the unruly dark hair, the fine lines around his eyes and mouth. Rodney made a noise indicating lack of oxygen, and when Sheppard grudgingly released him, he coughed until his lungs managed to re-inflate. Of course he's crazy. Of all the things you could use a Quantum Mirror for, kidnapping someone from another universe had to be at the top of the Plans Only Insane People Would Seriously Consider list. Just try not to die until the real Sheppard gets off his ass and comes after you. He gasped, "Okay, okay, I'm cooperating here!"
Sheppard stepped back and turned away, his movements short and sharp, totally lacking the other version's easy grace. And while Sheppard had always looked like he was nothing but bone and muscle, this man could have passed for a heroin addict.
A Marine prodded him to move, and Rodney stumbled down the corridor. He didn't understand how Sheppard could be older, unless this mirror accessed alternate universes at different points in time. But that didn't make sense. He recognized all the Marines -- there was Benson, Audley, that guy whose name he could never remember -- and they looked the same as they always had--
Oh, God. Rodney finally processed what he was seeing, and stopped so abruptly someone walked into him from behind. Sheppard's been fed on by a Wraith.
His stomach made a determined effort to turn over and Rodney found himself leaning against the cold dead wall. "I'm sorry," he said thickly. "I'm not being obstructive, I just have to be sick for a minute here. It was the stun, I think--" He took a deep breath, forcing down nausea. That's not-- That isn't-- He's back at the temple on M5X-273, wondering where the hell you are. After a moment his brain managed to believe it, though his stomach still wasn't entirely convinced. He still had to steel himself to look at the man waiting with barely restrained impatience. "Okay, that's fine, let's go."
Link to the story: Refraction
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: Refraction
Author: Martha Wilson (
ltlj)Characters: Everyone, really
Prompt: 16 - Teamwork
Rating: Teen (Gen)
Length: epic
Brief summary: The Stargate universe includes this wonderful quantum mirror plot device, which allows the characters from one alternate reality to interact with another. Atlantis hasn't discovered any of these sorts of devices, but this plot speculates on how things might go if they had. Rodney ends up captured by the Atlantis members of another much-darker reality, and it's up to John and the rest of the team to rescue him. There's action and adventure and lives at risk; there's friendship and trust and what-might-have-beens. It's a solidly built story -- clever dialogue, great deceptions, well-knitted plot -- that remains true to both the universe and the characters, whether it's 'our' version or their shadow selves.
Rodney shoved himself upright and staggered to his feet. There were half a dozen Marines in the dim corridor, all with familiar faces, all casually pointing P-90s at him. And, as if this experience wasn't already bizarre enough, they were actually in one of the softly colored metallic corridors of Atlantis, but it was lit by electric bulbs strung up on black cable. The lights in the square pillars, the wall bases, and the indirect overheads were all off; even the green bubble pillars were silent and dark. He looked around, baffled. Atlantis? They brought the mirror to Atlantis? How incredibly stupid. "Where-- What happened to the lights? And why the hell did you people grab me? They're going to come after me, you know. Say what you like about the size of my ego, but I think even your counterpart is going to notice when--"
Rodney didn't realize Sheppard had grabbed him until his head hit the wall and the man's boney forearm rammed into his throat. With soft menace, Sheppard said, "We didn't go to all this trouble to get you here so you could talk us to death."
Oh, God, Rodney thought, struggling to get a breath. Sheppard's hazel eyes were red-rimmed and not just a little crazy. And he didn't just look older; close up, Rodney could see the sprinkle of gray through the unruly dark hair, the fine lines around his eyes and mouth. Rodney made a noise indicating lack of oxygen, and when Sheppard grudgingly released him, he coughed until his lungs managed to re-inflate. Of course he's crazy. Of all the things you could use a Quantum Mirror for, kidnapping someone from another universe had to be at the top of the Plans Only Insane People Would Seriously Consider list. Just try not to die until the real Sheppard gets off his ass and comes after you. He gasped, "Okay, okay, I'm cooperating here!"
Sheppard stepped back and turned away, his movements short and sharp, totally lacking the other version's easy grace. And while Sheppard had always looked like he was nothing but bone and muscle, this man could have passed for a heroin addict.
A Marine prodded him to move, and Rodney stumbled down the corridor. He didn't understand how Sheppard could be older, unless this mirror accessed alternate universes at different points in time. But that didn't make sense. He recognized all the Marines -- there was Benson, Audley, that guy whose name he could never remember -- and they looked the same as they always had--
Oh, God. Rodney finally processed what he was seeing, and stopped so abruptly someone walked into him from behind. Sheppard's been fed on by a Wraith.
His stomach made a determined effort to turn over and Rodney found himself leaning against the cold dead wall. "I'm sorry," he said thickly. "I'm not being obstructive, I just have to be sick for a minute here. It was the stun, I think--" He took a deep breath, forcing down nausea. That's not-- That isn't-- He's back at the temple on M5X-273, wondering where the hell you are. After a moment his brain managed to believe it, though his stomach still wasn't entirely convinced. He still had to steel himself to look at the man waiting with barely restrained impatience. "Okay, that's fine, let's go."
Link to the story: Refraction
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