The Spaces Between by taste_is_sweet (Teen and Up)
Show: SGA
Rec Category: McKay/Sheppard slash
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Zelenka, Svetlana Markov
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Slash, Alternate Universe, First Time, angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: The first time John had laughed in God, what? A month? Had been when the scientist from the alternate universe insulted someone John couldn't see.
Warnings:
Author on LJ: taste_is_sweet
Author's Website: taste_is_sweet on AO3
Link: The Spaces Between
Why This Must Be Read: A wonderful canon AU with just the right of amount of Rodney-snark and angst and pining.
"You know, you could let me work at the Ancient outpost your government Shanghaied from the Americans," Rodney said, trying to sound casual. He spread a hand. "I mean, you really should make better use of my expertise while you've got the opportunity."
"It is not up to me, Rodney," Svetlana said, then smiled sweetly around her cigarette. "But if it were, I'd rather have you here than where you can spy for the Americans."
Rodney scowled. "I'm Canadian. Why the hell do you think I'd risk getting locked up in one of your gulags for the Americans? Not that this place is much different."
"I think you're smart enough to know not to spit in the well you drink from," Svetlana said. "Which is of course the American one." She ignored Rodney's eye roll and touched the stone with a fingertip, tracing the lines. "Ivana Ivanovna said she felt tingling when I gave it to her, but she couldn't make it do anything."
"I'm sure that if I drank as much Vodka as Ivana does, I'd feel 'tingling' when I touched things, too," Rodney said. He glared at the stone. It was actually kind of pretty. "She couldn't make it do anything because it's a rock." He pushed it towards Svetlana and then glanced over his shoulder at the Czech, who was blatantly pretending not to listen. "Give it to Zelunka. I'm sure he needs the work."
"It is Zelenka, and I am far more busy than you, you repulsive little-"
"Yeah, yeah, you wish," Rodney waved his hand dismissively as Zelenka started snarling at him in his native language. Then Rodney coughed violently, trying to fan away Svetlana's cigarette smoke. "Hey, I have allergies! Do you mind?"
Rec Category: McKay/Sheppard slash
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Zelenka, Svetlana Markov
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Categories: Slash, Alternate Universe, First Time, angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: The first time John had laughed in God, what? A month? Had been when the scientist from the alternate universe insulted someone John couldn't see.
Warnings:
Author on LJ: taste_is_sweet
Author's Website: taste_is_sweet on AO3
Link: The Spaces Between
Why This Must Be Read: A wonderful canon AU with just the right of amount of Rodney-snark and angst and pining.
"You know, you could let me work at the Ancient outpost your government Shanghaied from the Americans," Rodney said, trying to sound casual. He spread a hand. "I mean, you really should make better use of my expertise while you've got the opportunity."
"It is not up to me, Rodney," Svetlana said, then smiled sweetly around her cigarette. "But if it were, I'd rather have you here than where you can spy for the Americans."
Rodney scowled. "I'm Canadian. Why the hell do you think I'd risk getting locked up in one of your gulags for the Americans? Not that this place is much different."
"I think you're smart enough to know not to spit in the well you drink from," Svetlana said. "Which is of course the American one." She ignored Rodney's eye roll and touched the stone with a fingertip, tracing the lines. "Ivana Ivanovna said she felt tingling when I gave it to her, but she couldn't make it do anything."
"I'm sure that if I drank as much Vodka as Ivana does, I'd feel 'tingling' when I touched things, too," Rodney said. He glared at the stone. It was actually kind of pretty. "She couldn't make it do anything because it's a rock." He pushed it towards Svetlana and then glanced over his shoulder at the Czech, who was blatantly pretending not to listen. "Give it to Zelunka. I'm sure he needs the work."
"It is Zelenka, and I am far more busy than you, you repulsive little-"
"Yeah, yeah, you wish," Rodney waved his hand dismissively as Zelenka started snarling at him in his native language. Then Rodney coughed violently, trying to fan away Svetlana's cigarette smoke. "Hey, I have allergies! Do you mind?"