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Claim: Stargate:Atlantis, McKay/Sheppard
Title: Last Will and Testament
Author:
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Characters: John, Rodney and Jeannie, with their parents as very special guest stars...
Prompt: 36: Family
Rating: NC-17
Length: Epic
Brief summary: Family's a funny thing. You can go to sleep one night, as an only child to a single mum and wake up with a recently deceased father, a sister, and... oh yeah, a brother.
John looked relieved, and he stepped closer to Rodney and lowered his voice. "Then be a pal, willya, and tell me which of these women is the General's daughter? I mean, I'm sure she was right up front, but I was way in back and I couldn't--"
"The General's daughter?" Rodney was taken aback. "You mean Jean?"
John nodded eagerly. "Yeah, exactly. Jean, her name is: Jean McKay. Do you know which one she--"
This was too much; first his father, now his sister. Rodney crossed his arms. "What do you want with her?"
John sighed and nervously rubbed at his hair, which stood up straight and made him look more like the surfer Rodney'd first taken him for. "It's complicated," he said finally, but Rodney glared, and John relented, slumping a little in his stiff-shouldered uniform. "Look, I got a call, she asked me to come," he began, and then, under Rodney's continuing stare, he added quietly, "and there's some chance she may be my sister."
Okay, cute--good in bed--but obviously some kind of moron. "Jean isn't your sister," Rodney said, speaking to John as if he was a small child. "Jean is my sister."
John's whole face changed. "What?"
"I said," Rodney repeated slowly, "Jean isn't your sister, because she's my--"
"--Jean McKay is your--?" John repeated, his voice weirdly high and squeaky.
Rodney shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his heels, feeling smugly triumphant. "Exactly. Yes. So you see, it's--" and then the penny dropped, "--OH MY FREAKING GOD!"
Link to the story: Last Will and Testament
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Claim: Stargate:Atlantis, McKay/Sheppard
Title: The Ratio of Burning
Author:
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Characters: McKay, Sheppard, the Atlantis team and weird aliens.
Prompt: 14: Loss
Rating: R
Length: Epic
Brief summary: One of my altime faves. It's brilliantly written and it's heartbreaking and beautiful. McKay loses something, and then Atlantis and John loose McKay. Not a death!fic.
He waits until long past midnight. This is the way he’s done it so many times before.
Rodney opens his door wearing a t-shirt and loose pants. Whoever gave him the instructions on sleepwear didn’t know him well enough; John knows he prefers boxers.
“Hello, Colonel. How may I help you?”
“I need to ask you something.” John watches his face carefully.
There is no flicker of knowledge. “Of course. Please come in.”
He stands aside, and John walks just far enough into the room for the door to close. When he steps too close, Rodney doesn’t so much as blink.
John leans in, and when Rodney’s eyes stay open John closes his own. There’s no hesitation in Rodney’s lips. They respond exactly the way they should, and his head tilts to the perfect angle.
It feels nothing like it should.
Rodney’s hands are still and empty at his sides. His mouth is talented and silent. By now, he should be stroking John’s head, or holding fists of his shirt, or slipping fingers under it. He should be making those sounds that John can taste on his teeth.
He should be here.
Link to the story: The Ratio of Burning