LeapGate! - A Stargate Comment Ficathon
Chevron seven is locked and LeapGate is open for business. Sam and Rodney agree that some magic of science will allow the 'gate to be open much longer than the usual 38 minutes and you have until March 3rd to write comment!fic.
1) The (incredibly long - thanks everyone!) prompt list can be found at this post. Go there to pick a prompt to write ( ( Read more... )
1) The (incredibly long - thanks everyone!) prompt list can be found at this post. Go there to pick a prompt to write ( ( Read more... )
She was sat across from him, looking relaxed in jeans and a sweater, poking at the campfire they'd made on the beach, salt in the wood making the flames spit and flare - but her eyes were focused on something far distant. He wondered what had happened to her to give her that look, but was resigned to the fact that he'd probably never find out. Her life - her real life - was kept separate from this little holiday she was spending with him, that was for sure. For a moment, Mac considered the temptation of investigation. He could poke around, see what the Foundation had on her, speak to his old buddy Jim Taylor, who'd just gotten his eagles the last time they'd spoken... He closed his eyes, firmly dismissing it from his mind. No. She'd asked him, straight out, not to pry. Much though it killed him to leave an unanswered question, he'd given his word.
Forcing his mind away from the problem, Mac rolled himself to his feet. "Wine?"
Sam looked up, and refocused on the here-and-now with an obvious jolt. "Oh. Uh, yeah - thanks."
Mac gave her a smirk, and turned towards the sea, glancing back to see her puzzled expression. By the time he'd reached the water, fished out the bottle he'd anchored in the sand under the waves, and made his way back, her puzzlement had turned to amusement. "You're such a goof," she said, fondly.
"It's fun," shrugged Mac, dropping down beside her and pulling out his Swiss Army knife to use the corkscrew. "Okay, your turn. What're we going to use for glasses?" Sam glanced back at the house. "Nuh-uh. Off-limits. Nothing but what we've got out here."
He liked the way her eyes lit up with the challenge.
In the end, drinking wine from a vessel of woven palm fronds, lined with Saran wrap (it wasn't cheating, Sam declared firmly, because he'd only declared the indoors off-limits, so what they'd left out on the deck was fair game - and would he prefer that it leaked wine all over his pants?) was kind of... interesting. Sharing it (she was damned if she was going to spend all evening weaving palm fronds together) was disconcertingly ceremonial. Like some kind of... thing that Mac wasn't going to think about.
They passed the vessel back and forth between them, but it wasn't the wine that was making his head spin. Conversation petered out, but that rushing in his ears wasn't the sound of the waves. When she pushed him to the sand beside the fire and sat on his legs, it wasn't surprise that made his breath speed up. When she kissed him, it wasn't the lack of oxygen that made his heart beat so fast.
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I love this so much... and now I find myself wanting Mac to meet Sam's boys and learn more about her life and it'stotallytakingovermybrain. You're evil, but awesome.
"Nuh-uh. Off-limits. Nothing but what we've got out here."
He liked the way her eyes lit up with the challenge.
This? Is brilliant... I love the idea that they have little challenges like this, where they each have a roll of duct tape, a shoe string, and some gum and have to design something amazing. They have so much in common, it's nice to see her with someone who finds the same things fun.
When she kissed him, it wasn't the lack of oxygen that made his heart beat so fast.
He's falling in love with Sam... oh Mac. Join the club.
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I know the feeling. So, SO know it. :)
Yeah, I think they'd both love to challenge one another - that's the beauty of this pairing (*headdesk*), they're so gleefully in love with exploring things.
He's falling in love with Sam
He totally is. And really, who can blame him? :)
Thank you!
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:)
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Heh, I'm having far too much fun with this. :)
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Uh, I mean, *refocuses*, thank you! :) I am entirely helpless to resist prompts for 'em.
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