The Undone Years 4/7
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( The Years? Undone )

The Undone Years 3/7
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The stars over Colorado Springs were the same as they always were. Blurry and indistinct, overshadowed by blazing light pollution. The view sucked, but Sheppard liked to look at it, anyway. He and Jackson never went farther than the second checkpoint. Sheppard was content with that.

“Sooo,” Jackson ( Read more... )

The Undone Years 2/7
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( The Years? Undone. )

Title: The Undone Years 1/7
Author:vain_glorious
Fandom: SGA/SG-1
Word Count: ~45, 600
Rating: PG-13. Genish. Various m/f pairings. No sex. See Author's note.
Summary: A head injury changes Sheppard's reality.
Spoilers: SGA through 5X01, SG-1 whole series.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Author's Note: Forlostcityfound We'll-always-have-Pegasus challenge. Prompt: John Sheppard/Teyla ( Read more... )

All in all, the mission to Arla Guyl was predictable. The Arla Guyl welcomed the Atlantis team warmly and without pretense. Their negotiators were less friendly, but Teyla found them professional and fair. She preferred dealing with peoples who were able to represent themselves well; it assured her that Atlantis was not taking advantage. The ( Read more... )

M3X-131 had once upon a time probably been a thriving Ancient outpost. The place had Ancient architecture peaking up from beneath the overgrown forest that had planted itself on top of the buildings sometime in the intervening millennia. It didn’t take much poking around to figure out the ruins had the potential to contain lots of Ancients toys.

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The month after was hard in a new way. A real, practical, every day way. In as much as the memorial service and the funeral had marked the end of Teyla and Rodney’s lives on Atlantis, living without them was something wholly different. It was probably impossible to prepare for the way life went on. Sheppard thought it sucked, anyway.

There were ( Read more... )

A lot of stuff happened in the next few days.

Ronon got a lot better. They moved him from Isolation to the main infirmary, behind one of those gauzy curtain things that regulated airflow or something. He was awake more, now, and totally lucid. He would answer questions the medical staff asked him about his health.

He wouldn’t answer questions ( Read more... )

Rodney wasn’t on the second or third floors. The rooms were clearly more labs, piles of Wraith tech, gurneys, and other sinister shit lining every wall. There weren’t any subjects, though. Just more Wraith. Armed, aggressive Wraith that stunned one of the Marines and dropped Sheppard’s team by a man.

“I thought Michael didn’t have a hive,” Lorne ( Read more... )

“No,” Woolsey said. And then he said it louder, more emphatically. “No. We are all frustrated at being a step behind, Ronon, but I don’t believe the answer is to walk into a clearly marked trap.”

“What’s the answer?” Ronon asked, his scowl transitioning to a sneer. “Wait around while he kills more and more of our allies?”

There was silence ( Read more... )