Sheppard fought back hard. Adrenaline rushed through him making him hyper alert, minor aches and pains drained away. He was out of ammo, but he still had his wits. In the distance he could hear faint cries and the pop of either McKay’s or Teyla’s’ P90. God knew where Ronon had got to. Back to his current problem, a young Genii soldier lunging
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I just read all twelve of your Shepwhump30 fics and *standing and applauding with great energy* I am having the time of my night reading these. They are wonderful! You think that they have been done before and therefore are not good or overworked, but nay boo, nay boo my dear. I am enjoying your POV of the stories. Besides, how could anyone who loves JS and loves to see him whumped (within an inch of his life) grow weary of his stories? We read them over and over so keep writing and we will keep reading.
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