Fannish Advent 2012 - In Your Own Way
Title: In Your Own Way
Author: Starbucks Sue
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing/Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: PG
Summary Written for Fannish Advent 2012
Disclaimer: None of the characters portrayed in this story belong to me, I’ve just borrowed them for a while. No copyright infringement is intended.
He drifted along the edge of the room and out onto the terrace when the noise and crowds from the midwinter-come-Christmas party became overwhelming. For some reason, this year, memories of the very first Christmas in Pegasus came flooding back and remembrance of those they had lost became almost too much to bear.
John could picture Elizabeth Weir that very first Christmas when, cut off from Earth, she had organized a party to keep spirits up. She had mingled and talked to every member of the Expedition, her joyful laughter had been heard over and over again throughout the evening as she’d ensured no-one was left out. Aiden Ford’s childlike enthusiasm as he’d cajoled, pleaded and almost blackmailed everyone to take part in a Secret Santa gift exchange and then distributed the gifts at the party could’ve happened yesterday the memory was so strong, as was the amusement they’d all felt as Carson Beckett’s Scottish accent became broader and broader the more he’d had to drink and he could so easily recall how Kate Heightmeyer had relaxed for the evening and danced with just about every male member of the expedition in turn.
There were so few of them left from that first year and theirs had been an experience which none of the newcomers would ever be able to understand. He sighed into the night air, the silvery light from the moons reflecting in the dark waters of the sea and casting shadows across the piers and terrace. He thought he was hidden but, as he heard soft footsteps behind him, realized there was one person he could never hide from even when he tried to hide from himself.
He felt Rodney’s strong arms catch him, turn him and pull him into his warm, sturdy body, taking his full weight as John slumped against him. The tension slipped away as Rodney kissed him, at first tenderly and then with more passion as he responded, until they were both breathless and aroused.
Much later, as he lay in their bed, his head tucked on Rodney’s shoulder and lulled by the steady sound of Rodney’s beating heart, he sent a silent prayer of thanks for the man in his arms and for the love that had steadily grown over the years. This was what had been missing for much of his life and he couldn’t imagine his life without it.
Author: Starbucks Sue
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing/Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: PG
Summary Written for Fannish Advent 2012
Disclaimer: None of the characters portrayed in this story belong to me, I’ve just borrowed them for a while. No copyright infringement is intended.
He drifted along the edge of the room and out onto the terrace when the noise and crowds from the midwinter-come-Christmas party became overwhelming. For some reason, this year, memories of the very first Christmas in Pegasus came flooding back and remembrance of those they had lost became almost too much to bear.
John could picture Elizabeth Weir that very first Christmas when, cut off from Earth, she had organized a party to keep spirits up. She had mingled and talked to every member of the Expedition, her joyful laughter had been heard over and over again throughout the evening as she’d ensured no-one was left out. Aiden Ford’s childlike enthusiasm as he’d cajoled, pleaded and almost blackmailed everyone to take part in a Secret Santa gift exchange and then distributed the gifts at the party could’ve happened yesterday the memory was so strong, as was the amusement they’d all felt as Carson Beckett’s Scottish accent became broader and broader the more he’d had to drink and he could so easily recall how Kate Heightmeyer had relaxed for the evening and danced with just about every male member of the expedition in turn.
There were so few of them left from that first year and theirs had been an experience which none of the newcomers would ever be able to understand. He sighed into the night air, the silvery light from the moons reflecting in the dark waters of the sea and casting shadows across the piers and terrace. He thought he was hidden but, as he heard soft footsteps behind him, realized there was one person he could never hide from even when he tried to hide from himself.
He felt Rodney’s strong arms catch him, turn him and pull him into his warm, sturdy body, taking his full weight as John slumped against him. The tension slipped away as Rodney kissed him, at first tenderly and then with more passion as he responded, until they were both breathless and aroused.
Much later, as he lay in their bed, his head tucked on Rodney’s shoulder and lulled by the steady sound of Rodney’s beating heart, he sent a silent prayer of thanks for the man in his arms and for the love that had steadily grown over the years. This was what had been missing for much of his life and he couldn’t imagine his life without it.