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Title: The Clay Pot
Author: sg_lab
Rating: G
Pairing: Sheppard/Weir
Genre: Angst
Spoilers: This set early s4. Vague reference to character changes
Summary: John needs to hold onto something

John walked through the halls of Atlantis. His pack was tucked securely under his arm.

He looked back a couple of times to see if anyone was following him. It wasn’t a big deal; he just didn’t want to answer any questions. He didn’t want sympathetic eyes to look at him. And he didn’t want to see a look of someone who knew what he was feeling because they had been there too.

He entered his quarters and locked the door. Opening the pack, he pulled out the handmade clay pot. With care he set it down next to a picture of a woman with long brown curly hair.

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*Hugs back* Thank you. I'm hoping we see the little pot and some attention is given to it. But you know if not, I still have my little drabble. :)

I second that my dear. Thanx for this lovely piece. More please? *wink wink*

LOL, I must say it is fun writing drabbles. I'm very new to writing them.

And I'm still working on this very long fic I've working on for a few months now.

*slaps herself* Still haven't read it. But I know the idea and I like it very much.

Yeah I was surprised when i discovered I can write drabbles too. *shock* :D