Fic: (no such thing as a) Planned Happenstance - epilogue
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(no such thing as a) Planned Happenstance, Epilogue
Part of the Accident-verse
by yin_again
Special thanks to elfgirl, apple_pi and shrewreader for the beta.
Takes place about two years after (no such thing as a) Planned Happenstance
Pete was sleeping with his face pressed into the pillow and Geoffrey's face pressed into his back when the phone rang. Geoffrey curled himself tighter around Pete, pushing his knees to the backs of Pete's and tightening his arms.
"No," Geoffrey moaned. "Rehearsal's not 'til ten, I swear."
"'S the phone," Pete said. "Go back to sleep."
The phone rang again and Pete answered it without opening his eyes, only fumbling the handset a little. "H'lo?"
"Pete?"
He'd know that voice anywhere, and Pete's body sagged back into the bed. "Rodney?" he said quietly.
"Yeah." Rodney's voice was even and warm; he sounded happy.
"Where are you?" Pete tried to keep the squeak out of his voice.
"Toronto," Rodney said.
Pete automatically shot back, "How long?"
"Not long," Rodney said. "I'll be gone in about an hour and a half. Quick trip - I flew in yesterday, had to pick someone up. Now I'm going back."
"I'm glad you're not dead," Pete said, marveling that Rodney McKay could still make him lose his cool, even after three years.
"I'm glad I'm not dead, too." Rodney laughed a little; it made Pete smile to hear it.
"So it's good?" he asked. "The job thing?"
"Yeah," Rodney said. "Yeah. It's good. A little crazy, but good. Insane work, but really good people. Family."
"That's…I'm glad." Pete wasn't too surprised that he actually was. He cleared his throat, folding his arm over Geoffrey's, heavy against his waist. "Did you…um…did you take my advice, Rodney?"
Rodney's chuckle was warm and rich. "I did," he said. "His name's John."
"I'm happy for you." And he was. He'd never stopped caring about Rodney, never forgotten how much they meant to each other, and hearing Rodney's voice made something inside his chest loosen.
"Thanks," Rodney said. "Did you take your own advice?"
"Yeah," Pete said, tilting his head back to rub against Geoffrey's hair.
"Good, good," Rodney said. "Laney?"
"God, no." Pete's laugh turned into a surprised sound when he felt a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. "His name's Geoffrey."
"Oh," Rodney said.
"Yeah, oh."
Pete could hear Rodney draw in a breath. "Are you happy, Pete?"
Geoffrey rubbed his stubbled chin against Pete's back, and his hand smoothed down the soft pad of muscle below Pete's navel, fingers tracing absent swirls.
"Yeah," Pete said. "Very happy. You?"
"Yeah," Rodney said. "Me, too."
They didn't say anything for a long moment, just breathing together in a companionable silence.
"I have to go," Rodney said.
Pete sighed, and it was only partly because of the feel of Geoffrey's warm palm on his belly. "I know."
"If I ever…" Rodney's voice trailed off.
"Bring John," Pete said. "We'd love to have you both."
"Okay," Rodney said. "I'd like that."
They stayed silent for a little longer. Finally, Pete had to smile. "It's okay, Rodney. I know you have to go."
"Yeah." Rodney paused. "I…well…I… Take care, Pete."
"Okay," Pete said. "I will. You, too. Be safe."
"Okay," Rodney said, and hung up the phone.
Pete clicked the "end" button on his own phone and sat it gently down on the nightstand. Geoffrey pressed another kiss to the center of his back, then held him tightly. After a moment, Pete squirmed a bit and turned around, pulling Geoffrey against his chest.
Geoffrey made a happy noise and pushed his hips forward, brushing his cock against Pete's thigh. "Rehearsal's not 'til nine," he said. "And we're already up…"
Pete smiled, then pulled Geoffrey up higher, leaning in. "Well, then," he said. "Let's not waste time."
~end
A/N: Again, thank you to everyone who followed along on this flight of fancy. I didn't expect to take a character with exactly 41 minutes of canon story and turn him into my obscure-fandom boyfriend, but, hey - accidents happen, if I can be cheesy for a minute. The response to this series of stories has been more than I could ever have hoped for, and I am grateful to each person who has read, enjoyed, commented on and/or fallen in love with these stories and these guys. Your support and indulgence mean the world to me.
~Yin
Pairing: Pete Sherman/Geoffrey Tennant, mentions of Pete Sherman/Rodney McKay and Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: PG
Summary: Rodney calls.
Suze Orman - okay, she's a little annoying, but her advice is sound. Her forthcoming book is called Women & Money.
14 Valentines: Economics/Wealth
(no such thing as a) Planned Happenstance, Epilogue
Part of the Accident-verse
by yin_again
Special thanks to elfgirl, apple_pi and shrewreader for the beta.
Takes place about two years after (no such thing as a) Planned Happenstance
Pete was sleeping with his face pressed into the pillow and Geoffrey's face pressed into his back when the phone rang. Geoffrey curled himself tighter around Pete, pushing his knees to the backs of Pete's and tightening his arms.
"No," Geoffrey moaned. "Rehearsal's not 'til ten, I swear."
"'S the phone," Pete said. "Go back to sleep."
The phone rang again and Pete answered it without opening his eyes, only fumbling the handset a little. "H'lo?"
"Pete?"
He'd know that voice anywhere, and Pete's body sagged back into the bed. "Rodney?" he said quietly.
"Yeah." Rodney's voice was even and warm; he sounded happy.
"Where are you?" Pete tried to keep the squeak out of his voice.
"Toronto," Rodney said.
Pete automatically shot back, "How long?"
"Not long," Rodney said. "I'll be gone in about an hour and a half. Quick trip - I flew in yesterday, had to pick someone up. Now I'm going back."
"I'm glad you're not dead," Pete said, marveling that Rodney McKay could still make him lose his cool, even after three years.
"I'm glad I'm not dead, too." Rodney laughed a little; it made Pete smile to hear it.
"So it's good?" he asked. "The job thing?"
"Yeah," Rodney said. "Yeah. It's good. A little crazy, but good. Insane work, but really good people. Family."
"That's…I'm glad." Pete wasn't too surprised that he actually was. He cleared his throat, folding his arm over Geoffrey's, heavy against his waist. "Did you…um…did you take my advice, Rodney?"
Rodney's chuckle was warm and rich. "I did," he said. "His name's John."
"I'm happy for you." And he was. He'd never stopped caring about Rodney, never forgotten how much they meant to each other, and hearing Rodney's voice made something inside his chest loosen.
"Thanks," Rodney said. "Did you take your own advice?"
"Yeah," Pete said, tilting his head back to rub against Geoffrey's hair.
"Good, good," Rodney said. "Laney?"
"God, no." Pete's laugh turned into a surprised sound when he felt a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. "His name's Geoffrey."
"Oh," Rodney said.
"Yeah, oh."
Pete could hear Rodney draw in a breath. "Are you happy, Pete?"
Geoffrey rubbed his stubbled chin against Pete's back, and his hand smoothed down the soft pad of muscle below Pete's navel, fingers tracing absent swirls.
"Yeah," Pete said. "Very happy. You?"
"Yeah," Rodney said. "Me, too."
They didn't say anything for a long moment, just breathing together in a companionable silence.
"I have to go," Rodney said.
Pete sighed, and it was only partly because of the feel of Geoffrey's warm palm on his belly. "I know."
"If I ever…" Rodney's voice trailed off.
"Bring John," Pete said. "We'd love to have you both."
"Okay," Rodney said. "I'd like that."
They stayed silent for a little longer. Finally, Pete had to smile. "It's okay, Rodney. I know you have to go."
"Yeah." Rodney paused. "I…well…I… Take care, Pete."
"Okay," Pete said. "I will. You, too. Be safe."
"Okay," Rodney said, and hung up the phone.
Pete clicked the "end" button on his own phone and sat it gently down on the nightstand. Geoffrey pressed another kiss to the center of his back, then held him tightly. After a moment, Pete squirmed a bit and turned around, pulling Geoffrey against his chest.
Geoffrey made a happy noise and pushed his hips forward, brushing his cock against Pete's thigh. "Rehearsal's not 'til nine," he said. "And we're already up…"
Pete smiled, then pulled Geoffrey up higher, leaning in. "Well, then," he said. "Let's not waste time."
~end
A/N: Again, thank you to everyone who followed along on this flight of fancy. I didn't expect to take a character with exactly 41 minutes of canon story and turn him into my obscure-fandom boyfriend, but, hey - accidents happen, if I can be cheesy for a minute. The response to this series of stories has been more than I could ever have hoped for, and I am grateful to each person who has read, enjoyed, commented on and/or fallen in love with these stories and these guys. Your support and indulgence mean the world to me.
~Yin
Pairing: Pete Sherman/Geoffrey Tennant, mentions of Pete Sherman/Rodney McKay and Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: PG
Summary: Rodney calls.
Suze Orman - okay, she's a little annoying, but her advice is sound. Her forthcoming book is called Women & Money.
14 Valentines: Economics/Wealth