Rec Category: Het: other-Rodney/Teyla
Pairing: Rodney McKay/Teyla Emmagen
Category: drama, het, team, character study, romance
Warning: Explicit injury, het, suicide, attempted infanticide, explicit sex
Author on LJ:
mirabile_dictuAuthor's Website:
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Come and Join the Dance Why this must be read:
He was still a one-legged gimp, as he privately called himself, but somehow he'd got the girl, the best girl in the galaxy, and a beautiful baby, too.
This is one of those stories that shows how tragedy can actually change a person's life for the better. When Rodney is forced to leave Atlantis after being injured he comes to appreciate the people in his life, especially his team. Mirabile has some great team moments in this fic, with Rodney recognising how special they are as individuals, as well as being part of the team. It's through this that Rodney begins to recognise his feelings for Teyla, however he is still shocked to find she shares his feelings. All the characters help Rodney in their own way, whether it's Radek telling him to watch Happy Feet or Elizabeth having cryptic conversations with Jack about Rodney's whereabouts
Despite the warnings for this fic, it is overall a happy story, with lots of humour along the way (look out for Rodney's pet goat John-who's a girl!) and Rodney retaining his sense of snark throughout
He sighed. He was genuinely busy. Somehow, his colleagues at Atlantis had managed to keep him here, safe from the SGC and IOA yet still busy on important tasks. He had no idea if Elizabeth had told them he had died or if they thought he was still in Atlantis all in one piece, or if they'd been persuaded that, even with one foot, he was more valuable in Pegasus than not. One day he would ask Sheppard, but even now, six months after the accident, he still felt -- to use Halling's word -- fragile. A big part of him did not want to know.
What he did know was that he had good friends. Zelenka, Simpson, and all the scientists still reported to him and he still monitored their work. He wasn't on an away team, so he had more time for the administrative portion of his job, and oddly, he grew to know his colleagues better through their research than when he'd worked with them in person. Sheppard sent him movies and music, and the whole team visited him at least once a month.
"I'm not the man I was," he murmured to Hedys, who sighed, smelling of milk and clean baby. That would end soon, he supposed.