"Particle by Particle" by Antiqueskies
Fandom Category: Stargate: Atlantis & House, MD
Pairing: John/Elizabeth, with Cuddy and Elizabeth friendship
Fic Title: Particle by Particle
Author: antiqueskies
Link: here at likeyouimagined
Rating/Warning(s): PG
Genre: Gen/Romance/Introspective
WIP?: No.
Why This Must Be Read: This is a beautifully written, stunning portrait of Elizabeth Weir. Not the doctor or the leader or the diplomat, but the woman, who has put her life on hold for her City and the people that she loves. This story takes its time - Elizabeth doesn't suddenly wake up one morning, realizes she wants to jump her second in command, and does so in the nearest storage closet. (...not that there's anything wrong with that, mind you.) But this fic really gets inside Elizabeth's head, all her questions and insecurities slowly rising to the surface as she finally begins to contemplate just exactly how much she's given up over the years, and whether or not it really needs to be that way. Includes gorgeous cameos by Teyla, and Lisa Cuddy from House, MD. The crossover works flawlessly, and you don't need any knowledge of House in order to appreciate it. And all the while, John waits patiently and supportively for Elizabeth to realize that she does, in fact, want to jump him in the nearest storage closet. Because he's just chivalrous like that.
She spots the door to her room with great relief, already imagining curling up in bed and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. They stop in front of her door and she waves her hand in front of the sensor, the door sliding open silently as she turns to say good night to John. Her voice is stopped by his eyes on her, by that intense look he sometimes has when he's looking at her, and she can see the emotions swirling in the depths of his eyes: concern, worry (for her health, again), things she chooses not to identify.
And, like usual, just as quickly as the moment came, it goes and he looks away, toward the intricate pattern of tiles on the floor. She takes a breath and reaches out, touching his arm that hangs at his side and she can feel his body tense up a little as his eyes flick back up to her own.
"Thank you," she says quietly. She doesn't qualify it, doesn't specify what she's grateful for, but she knows he understands. He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing with the action.
"You're welcome," he replies, and she smiles softly at him. The moment quickly becomes intense again, and she can tell he is fighting the urge to flee because she is doing the same. Part of her can't stop thinking, this is a bad idea, bad idea, badidea, but a part of her that she's been listening to more and more since her vacation simply thinks, maybe.
"Good night," she says simply, dropping her hand and turning to enter the room, knowing that she isn't ready to make any big decisions about her life quite yet. She doesn't have the time.
"Good night," he says to her back, and she can hear his retreating footsteps as she passes her hand over the sensor to close the door.
- Particle by Particle by antiqueskies
Pairing: John/Elizabeth, with Cuddy and Elizabeth friendship
Fic Title: Particle by Particle
Author: antiqueskies
Link: here at likeyouimagined
Rating/Warning(s): PG
Genre: Gen/Romance/Introspective
WIP?: No.
Why This Must Be Read: This is a beautifully written, stunning portrait of Elizabeth Weir. Not the doctor or the leader or the diplomat, but the woman, who has put her life on hold for her City and the people that she loves. This story takes its time - Elizabeth doesn't suddenly wake up one morning, realizes she wants to jump her second in command, and does so in the nearest storage closet. (...not that there's anything wrong with that, mind you.) But this fic really gets inside Elizabeth's head, all her questions and insecurities slowly rising to the surface as she finally begins to contemplate just exactly how much she's given up over the years, and whether or not it really needs to be that way. Includes gorgeous cameos by Teyla, and Lisa Cuddy from House, MD. The crossover works flawlessly, and you don't need any knowledge of House in order to appreciate it. And all the while, John waits patiently and supportively for Elizabeth to realize that she does, in fact, want to jump him in the nearest storage closet. Because he's just chivalrous like that.
She spots the door to her room with great relief, already imagining curling up in bed and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. They stop in front of her door and she waves her hand in front of the sensor, the door sliding open silently as she turns to say good night to John. Her voice is stopped by his eyes on her, by that intense look he sometimes has when he's looking at her, and she can see the emotions swirling in the depths of his eyes: concern, worry (for her health, again), things she chooses not to identify.
And, like usual, just as quickly as the moment came, it goes and he looks away, toward the intricate pattern of tiles on the floor. She takes a breath and reaches out, touching his arm that hangs at his side and she can feel his body tense up a little as his eyes flick back up to her own.
"Thank you," she says quietly. She doesn't qualify it, doesn't specify what she's grateful for, but she knows he understands. He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing with the action.
"You're welcome," he replies, and she smiles softly at him. The moment quickly becomes intense again, and she can tell he is fighting the urge to flee because she is doing the same. Part of her can't stop thinking, this is a bad idea, bad idea, badidea, but a part of her that she's been listening to more and more since her vacation simply thinks, maybe.
"Good night," she says simply, dropping her hand and turning to enter the room, knowing that she isn't ready to make any big decisions about her life quite yet. She doesn't have the time.
"Good night," he says to her back, and she can hear his retreating footsteps as she passes her hand over the sensor to close the door.
- Particle by Particle by antiqueskies