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I can't believe week 1 is almost done. Already prepping for week 2 but of course... after the little round of request ficlets yesterday and the fact that it led to *ideas* I've had to rethink what I'm doing for wing!verse... *plots*
Title: My Daddy Was A Soldier Man - Part 6/7
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kellifer_fic
Fandom: SPN/SGA
Rating: PG (language/adult themes)
Category: Crossover
Words: 731 (Commitment 200...Woo!)
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, no money!
Spoilers: None
Notes: All mistakes are mine. This all began with My Daddy Didn't Have Days Like This
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven |
Teyla’s eyes skip around the gathered group, all grim-faced at her news. Carson is looking down-right ill and Rodney’s hands are twitching, a giveaway that he’s upset.
“We knew this was a possibility,” Elizabeth says.
“I’ll need to do a full workup,” Carson interjects and Teyla lays a hand over his. Despite all their assurances, Carson still shoulders the blame for what happened to Sam.
“Are you sure?” John prompts, leaning forward, hands flat on the table. Teyla grimaces.
“It was late and I was tired. It may simply be-”
“You know what you saw,” Ronon interrupts. He’s looking torn and Teyla understands all too well his conflict. He instinctually hates the Wraith but at the same time understands when someone is made dangerous through no fault of their own. Learning that he had condemned whole villages to death just by giving in to exhaustion and stopping at them had been the hardest thing for him to deal with.
“He didn’t know what he was doing. He was asleep,” Rodney points out. His whole body is now jittering and he’s swinging back and forth in his chair. His easy friendship with Dean was a surprise to all of them, the two thick as thieves astoundingly quickly. By extension, Rodney had become quickly attached to Sam as well, Dean’s care and concern for his younger brother infectious.
“Regardless, it’s a troubling development,” Elizabeth says and drops her chin into her hand. “I hate to do it but we should move him from Atlantis.”
“Just a minute-” John starts to immediately protest but Elizabeth holds up a hand, a silent plea to let her finish.
“We’ve got to face facts. He’s possibly showing signs of having a Wraith ability, to be able to project. We have no idea if that will be the extent of the side affects or if the virus is re-establishing itself and he’ll develop Wraith traits again. Need I remind everyone that Teyla was taken over completely from a distance?”
“We can put him in isolation,” Carson proposes and Elizabeth shakes her head.
“Our continued existence relies on the Wraith not knowing our location. I have to treat any risk to that as potentially deadly. I can’t risk the city. We’ll move Sam to the beta site. There’s a medical facility ninety percent operational.”
“Can we at least wait until Baker’s team gets back from three-nine-eight?” John asks.
“He’s out of radio range for another twelve hours. We can’t.”
“Dammit,” John grates, slapping a hand down on the table, hard. “Dean’s going to think we got rid of him just so we could do this! Any trust we had from either of them is going to be gone.”
“That’s not my most immediate concern,” Elizabeth says, looking pained.
“Shouldn’t we… send them back to Earth? He can’t communicate with the Wraith from there…” Rodney’s voice trails off as he rubs at his temple.
“Sure, if we want to see Sam star in the latest alien autopsy video,” John grits.
“Let’s take this one step at a time,” Elizabeth says.
“Sure, let’s just space him,” Rodney snorts and Elizabeth throws her hands up in frustration.
“I’m sorry you all find this so distasteful but my first concern has to be for the city and the people in it. We’ll send a medical team and a security detail with him. We’re not going to just kick him through the ‘gate.” Teyla does not envy Elizabeth making the hard decisions. She knows the woman finds the whole situation as horrible as anyone but doesn’t have the luxury of showing it like she might want to. Teyla, a leader for her own people, understands the hard decisions and how sometimes those you make will leave a dark smudge on your soul, to be revisited in the small hours of the night, picked over and agonised.
“I’m going,” Carson says, looking determined.
“Carson, you can’t-”
“Me too,” Ronon adds from the other side of the room.
“Let’s not get carried-”
“I would also feel more comfortable if I were to accompany him,” Teyla pipes up and she can see that Elizabeth would like nothing more than to smack her head against the table.
“You two stay,” she says instead, pointing fingers at Rodney and John. When both of them look like they’re going to argue, Elizabeth glares at them. “At least until Dean returns.”
Title: My Daddy Was A Soldier Man - Part 6/7
By:
kellifer_ficFandom: SPN/SGA
Rating: PG (language/adult themes)
Category: Crossover
Words: 731 (Commitment 200...Woo!)
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, no money!
Spoilers: None
Notes: All mistakes are mine. This all began with My Daddy Didn't Have Days Like This
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven |
Teyla’s eyes skip around the gathered group, all grim-faced at her news. Carson is looking down-right ill and Rodney’s hands are twitching, a giveaway that he’s upset.
“We knew this was a possibility,” Elizabeth says.
“I’ll need to do a full workup,” Carson interjects and Teyla lays a hand over his. Despite all their assurances, Carson still shoulders the blame for what happened to Sam.
“Are you sure?” John prompts, leaning forward, hands flat on the table. Teyla grimaces.
“It was late and I was tired. It may simply be-”
“You know what you saw,” Ronon interrupts. He’s looking torn and Teyla understands all too well his conflict. He instinctually hates the Wraith but at the same time understands when someone is made dangerous through no fault of their own. Learning that he had condemned whole villages to death just by giving in to exhaustion and stopping at them had been the hardest thing for him to deal with.
“He didn’t know what he was doing. He was asleep,” Rodney points out. His whole body is now jittering and he’s swinging back and forth in his chair. His easy friendship with Dean was a surprise to all of them, the two thick as thieves astoundingly quickly. By extension, Rodney had become quickly attached to Sam as well, Dean’s care and concern for his younger brother infectious.
“Regardless, it’s a troubling development,” Elizabeth says and drops her chin into her hand. “I hate to do it but we should move him from Atlantis.”
“Just a minute-” John starts to immediately protest but Elizabeth holds up a hand, a silent plea to let her finish.
“We’ve got to face facts. He’s possibly showing signs of having a Wraith ability, to be able to project. We have no idea if that will be the extent of the side affects or if the virus is re-establishing itself and he’ll develop Wraith traits again. Need I remind everyone that Teyla was taken over completely from a distance?”
“We can put him in isolation,” Carson proposes and Elizabeth shakes her head.
“Our continued existence relies on the Wraith not knowing our location. I have to treat any risk to that as potentially deadly. I can’t risk the city. We’ll move Sam to the beta site. There’s a medical facility ninety percent operational.”
“Can we at least wait until Baker’s team gets back from three-nine-eight?” John asks.
“He’s out of radio range for another twelve hours. We can’t.”
“Dammit,” John grates, slapping a hand down on the table, hard. “Dean’s going to think we got rid of him just so we could do this! Any trust we had from either of them is going to be gone.”
“That’s not my most immediate concern,” Elizabeth says, looking pained.
“Shouldn’t we… send them back to Earth? He can’t communicate with the Wraith from there…” Rodney’s voice trails off as he rubs at his temple.
“Sure, if we want to see Sam star in the latest alien autopsy video,” John grits.
“Let’s take this one step at a time,” Elizabeth says.
“Sure, let’s just space him,” Rodney snorts and Elizabeth throws her hands up in frustration.
“I’m sorry you all find this so distasteful but my first concern has to be for the city and the people in it. We’ll send a medical team and a security detail with him. We’re not going to just kick him through the ‘gate.” Teyla does not envy Elizabeth making the hard decisions. She knows the woman finds the whole situation as horrible as anyone but doesn’t have the luxury of showing it like she might want to. Teyla, a leader for her own people, understands the hard decisions and how sometimes those you make will leave a dark smudge on your soul, to be revisited in the small hours of the night, picked over and agonised.
“I’m going,” Carson says, looking determined.
“Carson, you can’t-”
“Me too,” Ronon adds from the other side of the room.
“Let’s not get carried-”
“I would also feel more comfortable if I were to accompany him,” Teyla pipes up and she can see that Elizabeth would like nothing more than to smack her head against the table.
“You two stay,” she says instead, pointing fingers at Rodney and John. When both of them look like they’re going to argue, Elizabeth glares at them. “At least until Dean returns.”
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I love how the SG team has totally "adopted" Sam & Dean.
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And I love that Dean and Rodney are friends. That just makes me giggly.
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can't wait for the next chapter!
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Im glad you went back to writing this crossover :)
Dean is gonna go ape!
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I love the idea of Rodney and Dean being friends, So. Much!
And John is very much on the mark about how Dean will view the situation, though I love that Carson, Ronon, and Teyla didn't hesitate to volunteer/insist on going with Sam and that John and Rodney totally would have joined them if Elizabeth hadn't cut them off.
Am enjoying this cross-over muchly. You have an amazing characterization of the characters from both shows.
Yayz!
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*g* Not that I'm telling you your job or anything...
Much love (and luck with the daily word count) for this wonderful sequel comprising of my two favourite fandoms.
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This just *tickled* me so much from the very beginning... like Dean feels like an amatuer when in the presence of Rodney who is rude in a way Dean only *dreams* of... hehehee...
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