Sunday, April 9th, 2006 01:46 pm
random rec
Okay, it turns out I am not as OTP as I thought I was, or I'm way more OTC than I expected. Or at least, for this one story.
Behind You All the Way by
janedavitt - Sheppard/Ford. It should not work as well as it does, but it's lovely and wistful and hurt a little, subtle and sweet.
Sheppard knew all the places. Had to. Part of his job. Knew which empty rooms still showed signs of being used, knew not to look too closely when the control room screen showed life signs, two usually, but sometimes more, and sometimes, quite often, one, in those unused, deserted rooms.
People never went there on duty -- they did and he'd haul their asses out, bare or not -- and people didn't talk about it. That was fine with Sheppard. This wasn't any normal posting; this was home, where most of them would live and some of them would die and part of home was a little R and R.
Just not for him, or Elizabeth.
*sighs*
Yeah, it--pretty. I can see this. Just like this.
Behind You All the Way by
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Sheppard knew all the places. Had to. Part of his job. Knew which empty rooms still showed signs of being used, knew not to look too closely when the control room screen showed life signs, two usually, but sometimes more, and sometimes, quite often, one, in those unused, deserted rooms.
People never went there on duty -- they did and he'd haul their asses out, bare or not -- and people didn't talk about it. That was fine with Sheppard. This wasn't any normal posting; this was home, where most of them would live and some of them would die and part of home was a little R and R.
Just not for him, or Elizabeth.
*sighs*
Yeah, it--pretty. I can see this. Just like this.