PLan Z, Part 4/4
Title: Plan Z
Author: Stargate-Atlantis
Fandom: Stargate-Atlantis
Genre: Action/adventure, Humour
Rating: General, suitable for all
Pairings: Radek/?/? - anything else would be telling. And it’s all implied anyway.
Warnings: none, unless you’re squicked out by the idea of Mpreg or cross-genre threesomes.
Spoilers: “The Torment of Tantalus” (SG-1, 1.11), “Crystal Skull” (SG-1, 3.21), and “Paradise Lost” (SG-1, 6.15)
Timeframe: Late Season 1, so that I could add my favourite supporting characters who never made it into Season 2.
Summary: Answering the 2007 Radek ficathon challenge. Written for leaper182.
The prompt was: When Sheppard's team is trapped off-world, they need Radek's help to get back to Atlantis. Slash (either Radek/Rodney or Radek/Carson) is lovely, but not required.
Series/sequel: none. Although the story uses the settings of my Darkroom alternate universe, it’s independent from everything I’ve ever written in this fandom.
Disclaimer: don’t own them, no money made. Only the wacky planet and a bunch of OCs belong to me.
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EPILOGUE
There was a big party in the mess hall of Atlantis that night, celebrating the safe return of the Dream Team, although it was let down a bit by the fact that Dr. Zelenka firmly refused to even look at Dr. McKay, much less speak to him. He also declared his heartfelt wish to swap workplaces with Dr. Kavanagh and dedicate the rest of his life to sewer treatment, where he wouldn't have to see neither cocky pilots, nor head scientists with delusions of godhood, whose backsides he’d have to pull out of the fire after they'd tested said delusions.
His vicious reaction caused a bit of bewilderment, even among the Marines.
“Who’d have thought that Dr. Z would react so badly to people thinking he was gay?” Sergeant Jamie Markham, the baby of the entire platoon, shook his head in amazement. He had some sporadic contact with the engineer since he was a pilot and Zelenka was responsible for all the puddle jumpers.
Stackhouse, the man with the analytical mind, grinned. “Nah, Jamie, you see it wrong. Dr. Z wouldn’t care if people thought he was tupping sheep. The mere idea of him having something with McKay was what ticked him off completely.”
Markham thought about that for a moment, then he nodded gravely. “Good point.”
The subject of their guesswork was sitting on the other side of the mess hall, in the company of doctors Grodin and Kusanagi.
“I find it amusing that they all believe you’d be upset because Rodney made the Furlings believe that you were gay,” Grodin, who’d listened to a few conversations before, said with an ill-concealed grin. “I wonder what they would say if they knew the truth about us.”
Radek gave him one of those quick little smiles of his, albeit a very tired one.
“Truth is, as you know all too well, that I am not gay,” he said. “I’m with you - both of you - because you’re likeable people. As for you, Peter, I’d be with you if you were a woman, too. I am… flexible.”
“In more than just one sense of the word,” Grodin commented suavely, making Radek blush furiously. Miko swatted Grodin’s arm.
“Peter, behave!” she scolded in a motherly manner. “You’ve embarrassed Radek.”
Grodin shrugged. “Couldn’t resist. He’s so cute when embarrassed. But I still wonder what Rodney would say, should he learn the truth about us.”
“That,” Radek declared emphatically, “is not something I wish to find out. Ever.”
“Agreed,” Peter nodded. “He’s cantankerous enough as it is, and that's on a good day. No need to provide him with even more ammo.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Radek rubbed his burning eyes and yawned. “I’m leaving. Party is too noisy, and I’m getting headache. What about you?”
“Cannot, sadly,” Peter told him with a long-suffering sigh. “I’ve got night watch.”
“I’ll come after you in a few minutes,” Miko promised with a lovely, shy smile. “Will give you good backrub for aching muscles and neck massage against headache. Just try to avoid Dr. McKay on your way out, or else you’ll never reach your quarters.”
Radek shot a wary look at Rodney, who was talking - with his mouth full, no less - to three or four thoroughly intimidated technicians at the same time. Party or not, Atlantis’ head scientist did his best to keep his underlings tremble in fear.
“I shall slip out while he’s occupied,” Radek said, and with that, he was already on his way out, using pieces of furniture and big, beefy Marines to cover his movements.
Peter and Miko looked after him with a shared fondness.
“That man is a jewel,” Peter declared. “A jewel, I tell you.”
“He is,” Miko agreed seriously. “We are very fortunate to have him.”
~The End~
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Author: Stargate-Atlantis
Fandom: Stargate-Atlantis
Genre: Action/adventure, Humour
Rating: General, suitable for all
Pairings: Radek/?/? - anything else would be telling. And it’s all implied anyway.
Warnings: none, unless you’re squicked out by the idea of Mpreg or cross-genre threesomes.
Spoilers: “The Torment of Tantalus” (SG-1, 1.11), “Crystal Skull” (SG-1, 3.21), and “Paradise Lost” (SG-1, 6.15)
Timeframe: Late Season 1, so that I could add my favourite supporting characters who never made it into Season 2.
Summary: Answering the 2007 Radek ficathon challenge. Written for leaper182.
The prompt was: When Sheppard's team is trapped off-world, they need Radek's help to get back to Atlantis. Slash (either Radek/Rodney or Radek/Carson) is lovely, but not required.
Series/sequel: none. Although the story uses the settings of my Darkroom alternate universe, it’s independent from everything I’ve ever written in this fandom.
Disclaimer: don’t own them, no money made. Only the wacky planet and a bunch of OCs belong to me.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
EPILOGUE
There was a big party in the mess hall of Atlantis that night, celebrating the safe return of the Dream Team, although it was let down a bit by the fact that Dr. Zelenka firmly refused to even look at Dr. McKay, much less speak to him. He also declared his heartfelt wish to swap workplaces with Dr. Kavanagh and dedicate the rest of his life to sewer treatment, where he wouldn't have to see neither cocky pilots, nor head scientists with delusions of godhood, whose backsides he’d have to pull out of the fire after they'd tested said delusions.
His vicious reaction caused a bit of bewilderment, even among the Marines.
“Who’d have thought that Dr. Z would react so badly to people thinking he was gay?” Sergeant Jamie Markham, the baby of the entire platoon, shook his head in amazement. He had some sporadic contact with the engineer since he was a pilot and Zelenka was responsible for all the puddle jumpers.
Stackhouse, the man with the analytical mind, grinned. “Nah, Jamie, you see it wrong. Dr. Z wouldn’t care if people thought he was tupping sheep. The mere idea of him having something with McKay was what ticked him off completely.”
Markham thought about that for a moment, then he nodded gravely. “Good point.”
The subject of their guesswork was sitting on the other side of the mess hall, in the company of doctors Grodin and Kusanagi.
“I find it amusing that they all believe you’d be upset because Rodney made the Furlings believe that you were gay,” Grodin, who’d listened to a few conversations before, said with an ill-concealed grin. “I wonder what they would say if they knew the truth about us.”
Radek gave him one of those quick little smiles of his, albeit a very tired one.
“Truth is, as you know all too well, that I am not gay,” he said. “I’m with you - both of you - because you’re likeable people. As for you, Peter, I’d be with you if you were a woman, too. I am… flexible.”
“In more than just one sense of the word,” Grodin commented suavely, making Radek blush furiously. Miko swatted Grodin’s arm.
“Peter, behave!” she scolded in a motherly manner. “You’ve embarrassed Radek.”
Grodin shrugged. “Couldn’t resist. He’s so cute when embarrassed. But I still wonder what Rodney would say, should he learn the truth about us.”
“That,” Radek declared emphatically, “is not something I wish to find out. Ever.”
“Agreed,” Peter nodded. “He’s cantankerous enough as it is, and that's on a good day. No need to provide him with even more ammo.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Radek rubbed his burning eyes and yawned. “I’m leaving. Party is too noisy, and I’m getting headache. What about you?”
“Cannot, sadly,” Peter told him with a long-suffering sigh. “I’ve got night watch.”
“I’ll come after you in a few minutes,” Miko promised with a lovely, shy smile. “Will give you good backrub for aching muscles and neck massage against headache. Just try to avoid Dr. McKay on your way out, or else you’ll never reach your quarters.”
Radek shot a wary look at Rodney, who was talking - with his mouth full, no less - to three or four thoroughly intimidated technicians at the same time. Party or not, Atlantis’ head scientist did his best to keep his underlings tremble in fear.
“I shall slip out while he’s occupied,” Radek said, and with that, he was already on his way out, using pieces of furniture and big, beefy Marines to cover his movements.
Peter and Miko looked after him with a shared fondness.
“That man is a jewel,” Peter declared. “A jewel, I tell you.”
“He is,” Miko agreed seriously. “We are very fortunate to have him.”
~The End~
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