Two days after John’s surgery, he still hadn’t left our room, and I wasn’t going to push him. Carson had reluctantly released us after the specialist had told him it was going to be five days before he was going to remove the bandages anyway. Best to leave them undisturbed so the stem cells could work… and God they had to work else I was afraid I ( Read more... )

There were a lot of things I had failed at in my life. Not that I admitted it out loud that often, but, yes, I, Dr. Meredith Rodney McKay, had been unsuccessful a time or two in the past. Solar systems paid the price for my overzealousness, ZedPMs had suffered more than once due to a miscalculation, Jeannie had gained a new car because of the fact ( Read more... )

By the time I made it home that night, I was sporting one hell of a headache along with a slightly lighter charge. Never-ending vigilance on something that is totally dependent on you for survival is hard, I decided, and I made a mental note to commend Jeannie when I saw her in a few weeks on the fact that Madison had remained uncracked and uneaten ( Read more... )

Once again, we're not dead.  And just to prove the point, we offer you a brand new guide!

Dr. Spock’s The Geek’s and Goon’s Guide to Baby and Child Care
revised edition because, contrary to popular belief, Dr. Spock was not a Vulcan
by likethekoschka

Omelets, diapers, Nana and Freud, and slash (but quiet slash while the baby sleeps.)

Enjoy!

Dr. Spock’s ( Read more... )

You don’t often find yourself recuperating from surgery and coming out of anesthesia while being manhandled into a wheelchair, so that two big hands on your shoulders are the only thing holding you upright.

Rodney was shouting through the overhead com. He sounded furious and desperate…absolutely fucking desperate and I realized unhooking me from ( Read more... )

This day. This goddamn day. I hadn’t even eaten breakfast yet and it already sucked out loud. And believe me, if you’re going to be suspended over the ocean a good hundred meters up, it helps to have a few cups of coffee under you belt. Unfortunately, all I had was a fucking harness around mine.

“Just a little further, Doctor,” Major Lorne ( Read more... )

We're baaaaaaaaack!  Believe it or not, we're not dead... although there have been times when we weren't completely sure.

Anyway, we come offering a new Guide:

The Geek's Guide to World Domination
Teddy bears, self esteem, and mad scientists (but no fricking laser beams!) But it is slash!

The Geek’s Guide to World Domination
with a forward on how to ( Read more... )

Hey, just to let you know, I've started an LJ of my own for my solo fics.  I'm posting SGA gen and slash and Supernatural gen... all of them h/c related.  I just posted a slash, and since most of the readers here read slash.... I thought you might be interested.

Title: Gift Horse
Author: ( Read more... )

I stopped by Rodney’s lab at seven, right back at our old routine.

And I liked our old routine. Rodney had said he thought he was taken me for granted. Maybe I’d been taking our routine for granted. I had someone, the best goddamn someone, to drag home…still trying to type on the computer as I pulled him out of the room. I had someone to eat supper ( Read more... )

“Okay, we’re almost there.” With a firm hand on John’s arm, careful to avoid the bandage over his chocolate burn, I led him blindfolded down the corridor.

One hand searched the empty air in front of us; the other reached back and gripped my shirt. “You really don’t have to do this, Rodney. You know that, right? I don’t need a date. I’m completely ( Read more... )