Stargate Fic Recommendations

Show: SGA

Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay John Sheppard Elizabeth Weir Carson Beckett

Pairings: Rodney McKay/OMC, Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: Pre slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: valderys
Author's Website: Valderys
Link: Concubia Nocte

Why This Must Be Read: Written for undermistletoe - Day 5: Romantic Movie Week - While You Were Sleeping. The The noise is what John hears first. Trouble is always preceded by its accompanying warning. Except when it isn’t. If he were a more philosophical man, he would remember it as being the moment when he knew. But he honestly doesn’t.

He never sees these things coming.

I have to admit that I love AU fic based on actual movies and this fic pretty much has a similar plot to the movie it is based on but SGA style


John ambles forwards, not really willing to get in the way, but curious, on alert, tension sparking in muscles that ache to do something in a situation of obvious danger, even though it’s being handled, and it’s not his field. He sidles up to the non-regulation stranger, prepared to be as nice as pie. He might be NID, or worse. He might be anything.

“Colonel Sheppard, military head of Atlantis, pleased to meet you. And you would be?”

The hand he’s stuck out for the man to shake is scrutinised like it’s going to bite, and unaccountably John wants to smile again. He approves of such wariness in the Pegasus galaxy – it promises very healthy survival instincts. Or it could just be an insult. But honesty can be valuable too.

“Rodney McKay – Dr Rodney McKay.”

The chin sticks out like John is going to throw up his hands in horror, but John just keeps on smiling, wondering if he’s missed a briefing.

“Rodney McKay? The Rodney McKay? Butcher of Beatty? I’m sure there are other names, if that one’s too passé.”

John watches the other man’s eyes, as they go shiny and defiant. His smile drops as he does remember something, although he was in Antarctica by then. Something about a little town near Area 51, and an accident – an explosion. People dying.

“That’s right, Colonel. I knew you’d remember. Well, you needn’t worry. I won’t touch anything. I’m not here in any official capacity. I’m here for him.” The chin sticks out again, and John could swear that there’s no tremor in the voice. Like this attitude is normal for him. But the chin wobbles. Just slightly. It confuses John all over again. He’s not sure where he stands, when a self-professed murderer announces he’s taken up residence.

John looks at Ingram, and then back at McKay. McKay shrugs. “Hey, I’m as confused as you are. Isaac just keeled over one day, and I couldn’t wake him up. Believe me, I was a lot more freaked about it than you are.”

“But…” says John.

“Oh, didn’t I say?” McKay continues brightly, “I’m Dr Ingram’s fiancée. Should I be pleased to meet you?”