Shep Whump Day 16 - Free
They were never going to be free. It was going to go on forever, someday in the future someone would uncover their remains and find them like this, individually sat on chairs .At least they would all be together. It’s how they would want to be remembered.
Sheppard glanced at Rodney who was drumming the fingers of one hand against the side of his chair. His laptop had been forcibly removed and he was pining for crying out loud. He didn’t know he was doing it; Sheppard shifted a foot and nudged him before whispering “Stop it!” McKay just looked incredulously at him and nodded at Sheppard’s other leg which was silently tapping on the floor. Sheppard smirked back. A small noise off to his left and Teyla was frowning at them both. “What?” he mouthed. She shook her head as if to say “Men!” Ronon sat and cracked his knuckles not looking at their jailer.
Sheppard slouched and leaned back in his chair, two legs on the ground, the back tipped against the wall. Ronon looked up and grinned and shot out a long leg that connected with the chair. With a muffled yelp and sliding thud Sheppard landed all legs and chair. “Ow!”
There was silence before Woolsey walked over and looked down at the crumpled Colonel and back at the rest of the fidgety members of SGA-1. He found it hard to believe that they were the First Contact team- the ones everybody talked about ad nausea since he was appointed over Colonel Carter. He sighed; it was no use- some people just didn’t appreciate the wonders of PowerPoint presentations….
273 Words- okay..um... slightly crack-y fic?...
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Sheppard glanced at Rodney who was drumming the fingers of one hand against the side of his chair. His laptop had been forcibly removed and he was pining for crying out loud. He didn’t know he was doing it; Sheppard shifted a foot and nudged him before whispering “Stop it!” McKay just looked incredulously at him and nodded at Sheppard’s other leg which was silently tapping on the floor. Sheppard smirked back. A small noise off to his left and Teyla was frowning at them both. “What?” he mouthed. She shook her head as if to say “Men!” Ronon sat and cracked his knuckles not looking at their jailer.
Sheppard slouched and leaned back in his chair, two legs on the ground, the back tipped against the wall. Ronon looked up and grinned and shot out a long leg that connected with the chair. With a muffled yelp and sliding thud Sheppard landed all legs and chair. “Ow!”
There was silence before Woolsey walked over and looked down at the crumpled Colonel and back at the rest of the fidgety members of SGA-1. He found it hard to believe that they were the First Contact team- the ones everybody talked about ad nausea since he was appointed over Colonel Carter. He sighed; it was no use- some people just didn’t appreciate the wonders of PowerPoint presentations….
273 Words- okay..um... slightly crack-y fic?...
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