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Day 02



Touch by [livejournal.com profile] astolat [Canon, 2091 words]
Rodney McKay was a cuddler. Which was more than John had wanted to know.

Face Value by [livejournal.com profile] minnow1212 [Canon, 18658]
"Yes, I think one telepath per Atlantis is enough," Elizabeth said. One too many, she murmured internally.

Linguistics by [livejournal.com profile] stillane [Canon, ~6300 words]
Finding the words.

Or Something Like It by [livejournal.com profile] semivowel [Canon, ~7700 words]
It turns out Sheppard’s physically unharmed, just doped out of his mind on Pegasus Galaxy truth serum. And since the rescue party arrives 35 minutes later, Rodney down-grades the entire experience to a mild food-poisoning equivalence class.

Where We Ought To Be by [livejournal.com profile] wojelah [Canon, ~28000 words]
"Stop thinking," Elizabeth had told Rodney once, and he wished he understood how to do that now, but he'd never managed to explain to her that not thinking, for him, was as plausible a solution as not breathing. And yes, fine, this past week had been so utterly unpredictable that Rodney had spent a lot of time thinking what the hell and oh, god, please, no, but really, there was only so long that complete befuddlement was going to serve as a plausible distraction.

He was stuck in a cottage in the middle of Scotland with people he didn't know and one highly problematic lieutenant colonel and Carson wasn't even around to blame for it.


/day 02

nihilvanum's words:

my dear
the problem is that
you love him so much
you would allow him
to drag you all the way to hell
if it meant you could
hold his hand
on the way down

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