It's the fifth or sixth super-storm they've had in Atlantis, and they haven't lost anyone since the first one (and the Genii were to blame for those deaths, not the weather), but as long as lightning and hail and high winds whip at the city shield, almost everyone's on edge. There isn't anything they can do (even the Ancients, it seems, lacked the power to control the weather), and off-world travel is suspended, so John is caught between bored and really, really stressed out.
So he hovers. He bothers Rodney so often about how long the shield will hold out that Rodney writes 5-6 DAYS, STORM OVER SOON, STOP ASKING on a white-board, posts it in the hall, and locks the ZPM room from the inside. He checks on Teyla (who's not interested in having a third run down the pier), Ronon (who's sleeping), and Carson (who threatened him with a physical just to get him out of the infirmary). He spends an hour watching Chuck push buttons until he can't stand it anymore, then goes for a third run by himself
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"You look nice," he says when he finds her. Elizabeth's dressed in uniform, like she almost always is these days, but her hair is pulled up, and it's always good to start with a compliment when he's been avoiding her like he plague for a day and a half.
"Thanks. You look... terrible, actually."
He pretends to glare at her, then nudges her to scoot over on the bench. "Thanks."
Her hand grips his, and she looks up. He copies her. "Looks like the worst is over," she says, and sighs out a long breath. "Thank God."
Even if it makes them both cranky, it's nice that someone else gets it.
Their radios both click on at once. Rodney. "Storm's over, and I want to go to bed. Are we good to shut down the shield?"
John frowns. "It's still raining." Out here, almost level with the water, the shield is high above them, but he can still see it's covered in water.
"So? The threat of a storm is from surge and lightning and high winds. It's going to rain for hours, but we're out of danger."Elizabeth says, "We can't afford to waste that
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Then he pretty much limps to Elizabeth's favorite spot near the Ancient boat locks, since really, he's an idiot to run three-quarters of a Pegasus marathon just because a few years ago he had the worst day of his life and he thinks about it every time it rains.
I'm pretty sure that stands as the worst day, though "conversion" or "common ground" might have trumped it. I don't know, it's just so by-himself life-or-death lose-the-city-and-Elizabeth-and-Rodney and generally wet and cold that I think it holds out as the worst.
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So he hovers. He bothers Rodney so often about how long the shield will hold out that Rodney writes 5-6 DAYS, STORM OVER SOON, STOP ASKING on a white-board, posts it in the hall, and locks the ZPM room from the inside. He checks on Teyla (who's not interested in having a third run down the pier), Ronon (who's sleeping), and Carson (who threatened him with a physical just to get him out of the infirmary). He spends an hour watching Chuck push buttons until he can't stand it anymore, then goes for a third run by himself ( ... )
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"You look nice," he says when he finds her. Elizabeth's dressed in uniform, like she almost always is these days, but her hair is pulled up, and it's always good to start with a compliment when he's been avoiding her like he plague for a day and a half.
"Thanks. You look... terrible, actually."
He pretends to glare at her, then nudges her to scoot over on the bench. "Thanks."
Her hand grips his, and she looks up. He copies her. "Looks like the worst is over," she says, and sighs out a long breath. "Thank God."
Even if it makes them both cranky, it's nice that someone else gets it.
Their radios both click on at once. Rodney. "Storm's over, and I want to go to bed. Are we good to shut down the shield?"
John frowns. "It's still raining." Out here, almost level with the water, the shield is high above them, but he can still see it's covered in water.
"So? The threat of a storm is from surge and lightning and high winds. It's going to rain for hours, but we're out of danger."Elizabeth says, "We can't afford to waste that ( ... )
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GAH.
Just. Gah.
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"It's a little cold, though. Hot bath?"
I love that the one bit of fanon that all of the SGA fandom can agree in is that Atlantis is full of enormous sexy bathtubs.
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