Fic: The Game
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sg_lab2Title: The Game
Author: sg_lab
Summary: There's a new game in town
Pairing/Characters: Sheppard/Weir, Laura Cadman
Type: Fluff
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me
Notes: I've had this story for awhile and finally just decided to post it. I didn't have any particular time for it to be set in within the Oldwest verse. Before John begins courting Elizabeth is all I had in mind.
Feedback: Yes
“Miss Weir, what is going on out here?”
Elizabeth looked over her shoulder to see Laura Cadman stepping out of the mercantile. “Football.”
“Football?” Laura’s brow furrowed.
Elizabeth nodded and looked at the middle of the street. John Sheppard and a small group of kids ranging from ages eight to twelve were chasing another group of kids and Ronon Dex who was clutching an oval shaped ball down one end of the street.
Several residents of the town had come out of their businesses to watch the game. Laughter erupted from the people when the kids on Sheppard’s side tackled Ronon to the ground. The big man’s arms flailed trying to get balance while still clutching the ball only to have it snatched away by Sheppard running past.
The kids on Ronon’s side saw Sheppard getting close to the two barrels on each side of one end of the street and started running after him. Two of the kids caught up to him grabbing a leg and knocking him forward. Cheers broke out from the other kids all of a sudden.
“What just happened?” Laura asked.
“I believe John called it a touch down.”
“John called it a touch down?” Elizabeth scowled at the younger woman when she saw the grin on Laura’s face.
Elizabeth caught a gleam in Laura’s eyes and followed the younger woman’s gaze. Elizabeth felt her cheeks heat up.
“Is that Mr. Sheppard’s hat?” Laura pointed to the brown hat held in Elizabeth’s hands.
“Laura, I see a few customers just entered the mercantile.”
Laura straightened and dropped the grin looking a little red herself. “Yes ma’am,” she then turned and entered the mercantile.
Looking back toward the street, Elizabeth saw the group of kids being guided back to their respective homes. John was dusting himself off and grinning up at his big friend who was scowling. John patted Ronon on the shoulder and turned toward the mercantile.
“So what do you think?” John asked as he approached Elizabeth.
Elizabeth smiled up at him. It was one of many smiles John had catalogued of Elizabeth Weir. This one told him to be prepared for something unexpected.
Elizabeth took John’s hat in one hand and reached up to place it on his head. “I think you need a bath,” with a twinkle in her eye she turned around, her skirts twirling around her, and entered her store.
Author: sg_lab
Summary: There's a new game in town
Pairing/Characters: Sheppard/Weir, Laura Cadman
Type: Fluff
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me
Notes: I've had this story for awhile and finally just decided to post it. I didn't have any particular time for it to be set in within the Oldwest verse. Before John begins courting Elizabeth is all I had in mind.
Feedback: Yes
“Miss Weir, what is going on out here?”
Elizabeth looked over her shoulder to see Laura Cadman stepping out of the mercantile. “Football.”
“Football?” Laura’s brow furrowed.
Elizabeth nodded and looked at the middle of the street. John Sheppard and a small group of kids ranging from ages eight to twelve were chasing another group of kids and Ronon Dex who was clutching an oval shaped ball down one end of the street.
Several residents of the town had come out of their businesses to watch the game. Laughter erupted from the people when the kids on Sheppard’s side tackled Ronon to the ground. The big man’s arms flailed trying to get balance while still clutching the ball only to have it snatched away by Sheppard running past.
The kids on Ronon’s side saw Sheppard getting close to the two barrels on each side of one end of the street and started running after him. Two of the kids caught up to him grabbing a leg and knocking him forward. Cheers broke out from the other kids all of a sudden.
“What just happened?” Laura asked.
“I believe John called it a touch down.”
“John called it a touch down?” Elizabeth scowled at the younger woman when she saw the grin on Laura’s face.
Elizabeth caught a gleam in Laura’s eyes and followed the younger woman’s gaze. Elizabeth felt her cheeks heat up.
“Is that Mr. Sheppard’s hat?” Laura pointed to the brown hat held in Elizabeth’s hands.
“Laura, I see a few customers just entered the mercantile.”
Laura straightened and dropped the grin looking a little red herself. “Yes ma’am,” she then turned and entered the mercantile.
Looking back toward the street, Elizabeth saw the group of kids being guided back to their respective homes. John was dusting himself off and grinning up at his big friend who was scowling. John patted Ronon on the shoulder and turned toward the mercantile.
“So what do you think?” John asked as he approached Elizabeth.
Elizabeth smiled up at him. It was one of many smiles John had catalogued of Elizabeth Weir. This one told him to be prepared for something unexpected.
Elizabeth took John’s hat in one hand and reached up to place it on his head. “I think you need a bath,” with a twinkle in her eye she turned around, her skirts twirling around her, and entered her store.
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Date: 2007-02-08 01:10 am (UTC)Nice! Football in wild west. Admittedly never thougth of that.
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Date: 2007-02-08 01:15 am (UTC)Now there's a thought. :D
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Date: 2007-02-08 10:31 am (UTC)Laura is such a teaser!
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Date: 2007-02-08 04:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-07 02:43 am (UTC)*trying not to join the others in visualising Elizabeth giving John a bath.*
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Date: 2007-03-07 02:51 am (UTC)Now I'm visualizing. :p Hhhmm, how to write that and still be in keeping with nineteen century propriety. ;)