SGA Ficlet: Epiphany (Weir/McKay drabble for 19 challenge) K
Title: Epiphany
Author: Purpleyin
Rating: K
Summary: Written for 19 challenge (Weir/McKay 181 word drabble)
Spoilers: None
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Epiphany
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She was 19 minutes late; it was unlike Elizabeth.
Worse still, he had an unsettling feeling of worry in his stomach and a nervousness that grew with every moment. He alternated between the two states. Was she okay? Was she coming? Had something happened to her? Had she decided she didn't want to share his company?
Maybe she'd been polite accepting his invitation and hadn't really wanted to spend time out here with him. It was cold and now he thought of it, it was basically stargazing he had proposed. Like a... a ... date.
Could she be late because she had gone to change, or something else women did for this? He was still in his uniform, which would say he didn't care. Not good. Or maybe it would be, because he hadn't intended it to be a date. Better not to give her the wrong impression after all.
“Rodney?”
She smiled at him.
Suddenly caught from thought he realised it didn't matter if it was a date or not. Here he was with Elizabeth, that was good enough any night.
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Author: Purpleyin
Rating: K
Summary: Written for 19 challenge (Weir/McKay 181 word drabble)
Spoilers: None
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Epiphany
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She was 19 minutes late; it was unlike Elizabeth.
Worse still, he had an unsettling feeling of worry in his stomach and a nervousness that grew with every moment. He alternated between the two states. Was she okay? Was she coming? Had something happened to her? Had she decided she didn't want to share his company?
Maybe she'd been polite accepting his invitation and hadn't really wanted to spend time out here with him. It was cold and now he thought of it, it was basically stargazing he had proposed. Like a... a ... date.
Could she be late because she had gone to change, or something else women did for this? He was still in his uniform, which would say he didn't care. Not good. Or maybe it would be, because he hadn't intended it to be a date. Better not to give her the wrong impression after all.
“Rodney?”
She smiled at him.
Suddenly caught from thought he realised it didn't matter if it was a date or not. Here he was with Elizabeth, that was good enough any night.
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