Fic: Flyboys and Canadians
Title: Flyboys and Canadians
Author: Cypher
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Main Character(s): Major Lorne
Warnings: Language, slash, spoilers for season 2, unbetaed
Rating: Mature
Summary: Never whistle while around Rodney McKay.
Author's Notes: I know the rabid Lorne/Parrish fans are gonna get me for this. I haven't abandoned your ranks! But this...this was just too good an opportunity to pass up. Just a quickie, a flashfic, nothing more. Kinda have to squint for the McKay/Sheppard...but only for the humor effect (I hope). Hope you enjoy!
Major Lorne considered himself a good soldier: one that did his job, did it well, and wasn’t an asshole about doing it. It happened more often than some people believed, but the scientists tended to shove all but a select few into the “decent” category with Colonel Sheppard. Lorne wasn’t in that category at first, especially after the way he’d treated Doctor McKay on that sunny planet, but a little while after that, his status was changed.
That was when his life changed, when the ‘good stuff’ became available: real chocolate, fresh coffee, good movies and series that could be downloaded to a laptop and watched in private. The biggest perk was dating, because once it was proved he was more than an asshole grunt (even if he had the rank of Major), the scientists opened their ranks to him and he was allowed to date anyone within reason.
Doctor McKay was out, Sheppard had given him a stern glare when he jokingly mentioned it over lunch one day. Either the Colonel had dibs, or he was looking out for McKay’s well-being, or was a tad bit homophobic (which Lorne really doubted, but it was hard to tell). It did kind of suck, since Lorne really had a thing for Canadians (just not the loud-mouthed abrasive ones). Fortunately, there were a few others he could woo with no threat, as long as he hid his relationship from Caldwell.
Unfortunately, there’s a risk involved when a part of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, and there’s always a chance someone could out you to the wrong person, either deliberately, out of spite, or accidentally. In Lorne’s case, it was the third of these. He was on a mission with Sheppard’s team. He, Cadman, Sheppard, and McKay had gone off to explore a possible Ancient site, the rest of the team had taken the Jumper to a village on an island nearly a hundred miles away.
It had been fairly normal for the first thirty or so minutes. Cadman was talking up a storm, getting a rise out of McKay every chance she could. Lorne thought she crossed a line here or there, but McKay dished as good as she did, and Sheppard--on point--tossed back a comment here or there that either gave McKay a reason to roll his eyes and snort or get a rise out of Cadman. Stuck at the rear, Lorne was keeping an eye out for any possible hostiles, not even aware that he was humming under his breath.
Then, Doctor McKay spun on his heels and stared at him, eyes wide and mouth agape. “You! You’re sleeping with Henry!”
Complete silence followed the statement, both Cadman and Sheppard looking from McKay to Lorne. Lorne had frozen in his tracks, his face a stony mask. Sure, he and McKay had problems, but he’d never thought the man would ruin his life.
“Henry?” Cadman looked at McKay for clarification.
“The new Gate technician, dials up the planets, calls when there’s an incoming wormhole.” Rodney pointed at Lorne. “You’re sleeping with him!”
Sheppard, at least, jumped to his defense. “Rodney, you can’t just go around saying stuff-”
“He was humming ‘Oh Canada’!”
Lorne clenched his teeth, willing himself to neither blush nor show any signs of anger. In-between his mental mantra of ‘Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!’ he was reminding himself that it would be bad for him to shoot the head scientist of the expedition.
After another minute of tense silence. Cadman smirked, walked over, and punched him lightly in the arm. “You son of a bitch. What is it with you flyboys and Canadians?” She grinned, and Lorne looked at her, forehead furrowed. Still smirking, she moved and patted Rodney on the shoulder. “Come on, just over the next ridge.”
“Yes, yes, and why don’t the Ancients ever build a Stargate NEAR their settlement? Would it be too much to ask?” And just like that, McKay dropped it, following Cadman’s lead, looking at the Ancient scanner as the two of them continued on their hike.
Lorne stared after them, confused, then turned his attention to Sheppard, who was wearing his own laidback smirk. “Sir…”
Sheppard shrugged, nodding his head towards McKay and Cadman. “It’s cool, Major. I didn’t ask, and you didn’t tell.” The Colonel turned and followed the others, obviously considering the matter closed.
Lorne watched them for another few minutes, wondering why there hadn’t been any fallout at all, before jogging lightly to catch up to Sheppard. They walked at an even pace, just out of earshot of McKay and Cadman, and after the silence got to be too much, Lorne looked over to Sheppard. “Thanks, sir.”
“No sweat. Just be careful what you hum.” Sheppard’s smirk grew wider, and he gave Lorne a knowing wink. “You ever notice how they revert to French when you‘re on your knees?”
Apparently, they weren’t out of earshot, as McKay immediately turned around, face red and shouted, “COLONEL!”, while Cadman laughed her ass off.
And Lorne tried very hard to pick up his jaw by the time they reached the Ancient ruins.
Author: Cypher
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Main Character(s): Major Lorne
Warnings: Language, slash, spoilers for season 2, unbetaed
Rating: Mature
Summary: Never whistle while around Rodney McKay.
Author's Notes: I know the rabid Lorne/Parrish fans are gonna get me for this. I haven't abandoned your ranks! But this...this was just too good an opportunity to pass up. Just a quickie, a flashfic, nothing more. Kinda have to squint for the McKay/Sheppard...but only for the humor effect (I hope). Hope you enjoy!
Major Lorne considered himself a good soldier: one that did his job, did it well, and wasn’t an asshole about doing it. It happened more often than some people believed, but the scientists tended to shove all but a select few into the “decent” category with Colonel Sheppard. Lorne wasn’t in that category at first, especially after the way he’d treated Doctor McKay on that sunny planet, but a little while after that, his status was changed.
That was when his life changed, when the ‘good stuff’ became available: real chocolate, fresh coffee, good movies and series that could be downloaded to a laptop and watched in private. The biggest perk was dating, because once it was proved he was more than an asshole grunt (even if he had the rank of Major), the scientists opened their ranks to him and he was allowed to date anyone within reason.
Doctor McKay was out, Sheppard had given him a stern glare when he jokingly mentioned it over lunch one day. Either the Colonel had dibs, or he was looking out for McKay’s well-being, or was a tad bit homophobic (which Lorne really doubted, but it was hard to tell). It did kind of suck, since Lorne really had a thing for Canadians (just not the loud-mouthed abrasive ones). Fortunately, there were a few others he could woo with no threat, as long as he hid his relationship from Caldwell.
Unfortunately, there’s a risk involved when a part of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, and there’s always a chance someone could out you to the wrong person, either deliberately, out of spite, or accidentally. In Lorne’s case, it was the third of these. He was on a mission with Sheppard’s team. He, Cadman, Sheppard, and McKay had gone off to explore a possible Ancient site, the rest of the team had taken the Jumper to a village on an island nearly a hundred miles away.
It had been fairly normal for the first thirty or so minutes. Cadman was talking up a storm, getting a rise out of McKay every chance she could. Lorne thought she crossed a line here or there, but McKay dished as good as she did, and Sheppard--on point--tossed back a comment here or there that either gave McKay a reason to roll his eyes and snort or get a rise out of Cadman. Stuck at the rear, Lorne was keeping an eye out for any possible hostiles, not even aware that he was humming under his breath.
Then, Doctor McKay spun on his heels and stared at him, eyes wide and mouth agape. “You! You’re sleeping with Henry!”
Complete silence followed the statement, both Cadman and Sheppard looking from McKay to Lorne. Lorne had frozen in his tracks, his face a stony mask. Sure, he and McKay had problems, but he’d never thought the man would ruin his life.
“Henry?” Cadman looked at McKay for clarification.
“The new Gate technician, dials up the planets, calls when there’s an incoming wormhole.” Rodney pointed at Lorne. “You’re sleeping with him!”
Sheppard, at least, jumped to his defense. “Rodney, you can’t just go around saying stuff-”
“He was humming ‘Oh Canada’!”
Lorne clenched his teeth, willing himself to neither blush nor show any signs of anger. In-between his mental mantra of ‘Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!’ he was reminding himself that it would be bad for him to shoot the head scientist of the expedition.
After another minute of tense silence. Cadman smirked, walked over, and punched him lightly in the arm. “You son of a bitch. What is it with you flyboys and Canadians?” She grinned, and Lorne looked at her, forehead furrowed. Still smirking, she moved and patted Rodney on the shoulder. “Come on, just over the next ridge.”
“Yes, yes, and why don’t the Ancients ever build a Stargate NEAR their settlement? Would it be too much to ask?” And just like that, McKay dropped it, following Cadman’s lead, looking at the Ancient scanner as the two of them continued on their hike.
Lorne stared after them, confused, then turned his attention to Sheppard, who was wearing his own laidback smirk. “Sir…”
Sheppard shrugged, nodding his head towards McKay and Cadman. “It’s cool, Major. I didn’t ask, and you didn’t tell.” The Colonel turned and followed the others, obviously considering the matter closed.
Lorne watched them for another few minutes, wondering why there hadn’t been any fallout at all, before jogging lightly to catch up to Sheppard. They walked at an even pace, just out of earshot of McKay and Cadman, and after the silence got to be too much, Lorne looked over to Sheppard. “Thanks, sir.”
“No sweat. Just be careful what you hum.” Sheppard’s smirk grew wider, and he gave Lorne a knowing wink. “You ever notice how they revert to French when you‘re on your knees?”
Apparently, they weren’t out of earshot, as McKay immediately turned around, face red and shouted, “COLONEL!”, while Cadman laughed her ass off.
And Lorne tried very hard to pick up his jaw by the time they reached the Ancient ruins.