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Moments in Time 14/?
Title: Moments in Time
Author: sg_lab
Rating: k
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money being made.
Pairs/Characters: Weir/Lorne, Sheppard/McKay implied, Sheppard
Summary: Elizabeth is taken.
Notes: I planned to write something more with Jean and Maddison, but the muse wouldn't cooperate. Instead it's a little Weir whumping.
Moment 14
Major Lorne was breathing hard as he stepped through the gate into Atlantis.
“Major, what’s going on?”
Lorne looked at his commanding officer. “Elizabeth was taken by the natives. Request permission to take an extra team back to get her.”
“Request denied.”
“What?” Marc tried to protest, but was cut off by Sheppard.
“Major, you know full well we discussed this. Anyone romantically involved with someone who has been taken by hostiles will not be allowed on the rescue mission. Now I want you and your team in the briefing room so you can tell me the details. I’ll take the rest of your team and my team once we have a plan.”
Several minutes later everyone was standing up and heading out of the briefing room. “I knew I didn’t like these people,” Sheppard said. “Are you sure we’ll find her this way?”
“Yes Sir,” Lorne said. “Sir, permission to speak freely,” Sheppard nodded. “I don’t think you should lead this mission.”
“Really?” Sheppard stared at his subordinate.
“Yes Sir. I think your feelings for Elizabeth will get in the way.”
“Major, I…,” Sheppard’s gaze had shifted over Lorne’s shoulder and he seemed to pale.
“Colonel?” Lorne looked over his own shoulder and his head dropped to look at his shoes. Several curses ran through his head when he caught McKay’s retreating back. “Colonel,” he raised his head to look at his CO.
“We’ll discuss this when I’ve returned,” Sheppard’s voice was curt as he marched out of the room.
It was an eternity before Lorne’s team and Sheppard’s team returned. Marc had paced from Elizabeth’s office through the control area and down in front of the gate and back up to her office as he waited.
He sat at her desk looking at the few pictures displayed. The first was of her dog Sedge now being taken care of by her ex-boyfriend. The next was her parents. He smiled looking at the one with himself and Elizabeth. It was a candid shot of them on the mainland leaning against a tree. Their heads were tipped together and they were asleep. It was taken just over a week ago when Rodney’s sister and niece were visiting. They had all gone onto the mainland together for the day.
The last picture was from the same day of all of them together. Marc’s arm was wrapped around Elizabeth’s middle and he was pulling her close to his side. Ronon and Teyla were in a similar pose. Jean sat next to Rodney with Maddison in her lap. Beckett was between Teyla and Elizabeth. Last but not least Sheppard had his arm around McKay’s shoulders and they were both smiling. It was just before the subject of children had come up. Since then things had been strained between the two men.
Marc heard the gate activate and jumped from the seat. “Who is it Sgt?”
“It’s Teyla’s IDC Sir.”
“Lower the shield,” Marc ran down the stairs to stand before the gate.
Marc was sure he would collapse to the floor when Sheppard was the first through holding in his arms the most beautiful sight Lorne had ever beheld. Then he realized Elizabeth was not conscious. “Beckett, this is Lorne. I need a medical team at the gateroom ASAP.”
“Elizabeth,” Marc took her from Sheppard without even thinking about it. There was a small part of his brain that registered everyone had returned safe and sound.
“Major,” he heard Beckett’s voice and saw the gurney. Resting Elizabeth on the gurney, Marc followed them to the infirmary.
Several hours later Marc sat in a chair next to Elizabeth’s bed. It had been a couple hours since she had come out of surgery. She had a broken arm in several places requiring an operation. A mild concussion and a few scrapes and bruises were the only other injuries. The natives it turned out were not interested in negotiating for supplies. They simply wanted Elizabeth as a sacrifice to the Wraith.
“How’s she doing?”
Marc glanced up toward his CO who was entering the private room before returning his gaze to the woman in the bed. “She’s sleeping. Beckett said she’ll be fine with a little rest. The arm’s going to take awhile to heal, but other than that there shouldn’t be any problems.”
“That’s good to hear,” Sheppard sat in the chair next to Lorne. “Look Lorne…”
“Sir, I was out of line. I hope I didn’t screw things up worse between you and Rodney,” Marc was looking at Sheppard. “God, sometimes I feel like I’m living in an episode of Will and Grace.”
Sheppard snorted trying to hold back the laugh so as not to wake Elizabeth. “Well, unlike Will, I swing both ways,” he turned serious. “There was a time when I thought Elizabeth and I would get together. I guess it was bad timing. And then there’s Rodney,” he smiled. “We’ll work it out.”
“John, go talk to Rodney.”
“How long have you been awake?” John asked Elizabeth.
“Long enough,” she gripped Marc’s hand in hers.
“You two ever talk about having kids?”
“Excuse me?” A single eyebrow rose as Elizabeth stared at John.
“I’m just saying you’ve got a babysitter anytime you need one,” John grinned. “I’ll leave you two alone and keep the visitors away until tomorrow,” he gave Elizabeth’s arm a squeeze and a slap to Lorne’s shoulder before leaving them alone.
“Will and Grace?”
Marc grimaced. “Exactly how long were you awake anyway?”
“I think I’ll keep that to myself,” she grinned.
Marc leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you Elizabeth.”
“I love you Marc.”
Author: sg_lab
Rating: k
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money being made.
Pairs/Characters: Weir/Lorne, Sheppard/McKay implied, Sheppard
Summary: Elizabeth is taken.
Notes: I planned to write something more with Jean and Maddison, but the muse wouldn't cooperate. Instead it's a little Weir whumping.
Moment 14
Major Lorne was breathing hard as he stepped through the gate into Atlantis.
“Major, what’s going on?”
Lorne looked at his commanding officer. “Elizabeth was taken by the natives. Request permission to take an extra team back to get her.”
“Request denied.”
“What?” Marc tried to protest, but was cut off by Sheppard.
“Major, you know full well we discussed this. Anyone romantically involved with someone who has been taken by hostiles will not be allowed on the rescue mission. Now I want you and your team in the briefing room so you can tell me the details. I’ll take the rest of your team and my team once we have a plan.”
Several minutes later everyone was standing up and heading out of the briefing room. “I knew I didn’t like these people,” Sheppard said. “Are you sure we’ll find her this way?”
“Yes Sir,” Lorne said. “Sir, permission to speak freely,” Sheppard nodded. “I don’t think you should lead this mission.”
“Really?” Sheppard stared at his subordinate.
“Yes Sir. I think your feelings for Elizabeth will get in the way.”
“Major, I…,” Sheppard’s gaze had shifted over Lorne’s shoulder and he seemed to pale.
“Colonel?” Lorne looked over his own shoulder and his head dropped to look at his shoes. Several curses ran through his head when he caught McKay’s retreating back. “Colonel,” he raised his head to look at his CO.
“We’ll discuss this when I’ve returned,” Sheppard’s voice was curt as he marched out of the room.
It was an eternity before Lorne’s team and Sheppard’s team returned. Marc had paced from Elizabeth’s office through the control area and down in front of the gate and back up to her office as he waited.
He sat at her desk looking at the few pictures displayed. The first was of her dog Sedge now being taken care of by her ex-boyfriend. The next was her parents. He smiled looking at the one with himself and Elizabeth. It was a candid shot of them on the mainland leaning against a tree. Their heads were tipped together and they were asleep. It was taken just over a week ago when Rodney’s sister and niece were visiting. They had all gone onto the mainland together for the day.
The last picture was from the same day of all of them together. Marc’s arm was wrapped around Elizabeth’s middle and he was pulling her close to his side. Ronon and Teyla were in a similar pose. Jean sat next to Rodney with Maddison in her lap. Beckett was between Teyla and Elizabeth. Last but not least Sheppard had his arm around McKay’s shoulders and they were both smiling. It was just before the subject of children had come up. Since then things had been strained between the two men.
Marc heard the gate activate and jumped from the seat. “Who is it Sgt?”
“It’s Teyla’s IDC Sir.”
“Lower the shield,” Marc ran down the stairs to stand before the gate.
Marc was sure he would collapse to the floor when Sheppard was the first through holding in his arms the most beautiful sight Lorne had ever beheld. Then he realized Elizabeth was not conscious. “Beckett, this is Lorne. I need a medical team at the gateroom ASAP.”
“Elizabeth,” Marc took her from Sheppard without even thinking about it. There was a small part of his brain that registered everyone had returned safe and sound.
“Major,” he heard Beckett’s voice and saw the gurney. Resting Elizabeth on the gurney, Marc followed them to the infirmary.
Several hours later Marc sat in a chair next to Elizabeth’s bed. It had been a couple hours since she had come out of surgery. She had a broken arm in several places requiring an operation. A mild concussion and a few scrapes and bruises were the only other injuries. The natives it turned out were not interested in negotiating for supplies. They simply wanted Elizabeth as a sacrifice to the Wraith.
“How’s she doing?”
Marc glanced up toward his CO who was entering the private room before returning his gaze to the woman in the bed. “She’s sleeping. Beckett said she’ll be fine with a little rest. The arm’s going to take awhile to heal, but other than that there shouldn’t be any problems.”
“That’s good to hear,” Sheppard sat in the chair next to Lorne. “Look Lorne…”
“Sir, I was out of line. I hope I didn’t screw things up worse between you and Rodney,” Marc was looking at Sheppard. “God, sometimes I feel like I’m living in an episode of Will and Grace.”
Sheppard snorted trying to hold back the laugh so as not to wake Elizabeth. “Well, unlike Will, I swing both ways,” he turned serious. “There was a time when I thought Elizabeth and I would get together. I guess it was bad timing. And then there’s Rodney,” he smiled. “We’ll work it out.”
“John, go talk to Rodney.”
“How long have you been awake?” John asked Elizabeth.
“Long enough,” she gripped Marc’s hand in hers.
“You two ever talk about having kids?”
“Excuse me?” A single eyebrow rose as Elizabeth stared at John.
“I’m just saying you’ve got a babysitter anytime you need one,” John grinned. “I’ll leave you two alone and keep the visitors away until tomorrow,” he gave Elizabeth’s arm a squeeze and a slap to Lorne’s shoulder before leaving them alone.
“Will and Grace?”
Marc grimaced. “Exactly how long were you awake anyway?”
“I think I’ll keep that to myself,” she grinned.
Marc leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you Elizabeth.”
“I love you Marc.”