Amnesty Challenge: Blackout, by leah k.
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sga_flashficChallenge: Season One: Amnesty
Title: Blackout
Author: leah k.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Notes: Started for the Darkness challenge, I wanted it to be longer, it wanted to top out at 500 words. It won.
Summary: "You know what they say about blackouts..."
Blackout
Zelenka says "no, no, Rodney, is fine" and 10 seconds later all the lights go out. Rodney opens his mouth to say I told you so when Zelenka growls "not a word" and starts muttering furiously in Czech. Rodney feels his way across the lab to the emergency supplies.
Suddenly there's Elizabeth's voice in his ear saying "Rodney?" in that forced calm, what-the-hell-just-happened tone that she's perfected since coming to Atlantis. "What's going on?"
"Nothing," Rodney says smugly, switching on a flashlight. "Zelenka just broke the city."
"I did nothing of the sort," Zelenka says, over the radio, "it was only the lights. Primary systems, Stargate, everything else is fine. I can get lights back in a day. Use candles."
"Rodney, is there anything you can do to speed up the process?" Elizabeth says, sounding vaguely nervous.
"So not my job," Rodney smirks, and he can feel Zelenka glaring at him. Moments later, more curses and loud, expensive-sounding crashes rise up out of the darkness.
"I don't want your help, anyway," Zelenka hisses at him when Rodney hands him an emergency flashlight. "Go away."
"24 hours, Doctor," Elizabeth sighs. Rodney just smiles and walks out of the lab, emergency rations in hand.
He finds Sheppard in the Mess Hall, attempting and failing to tell a scary story. Somehow, a psychopath with an ax seems almost comforting after the year they've had. Everyone looks bored, and one of the marines at Sheppard's table has actually fallen asleep. Teyla catches Rodney's eye and gives him her stoic Athosian version of the "save me" look. Rodney walks faster.
Sheppard's in the middle of a sentence, but Rodney cuts in with, "and then they all died. The end." Sheppard turns and glares, but most everyone else looks relieved and scrambles out of the room while Sheppard has his back to them.
"Thanks a lot, Rodney," Sheppard says as Rodney moves to sit next to him.
"Anytime. I'm always willing to save you from yourself." Rodney pats Sheppard on the back, stealing his coffee in the process. "I love blackouts."
Sheppard shines his flashlight directly into Rodney's eyes, interrogation-style, and says, "you do seem pretty damn chipper." He drops the light back to the table, scowling at his empty coffee-cup. "In fact, you're freakin' me out, a little."
Rodney blinks away the retina-burn spots left by Sheppard's flashlight and says, "you know what they say about blackouts, Major. Nine months later the birth rate goes up." Rodney raises his eyebrows suggestively, and Sheppard smirks back at him, eyes going glittery.
"You don't say," Sheppard replies, standing.
"Darkness and a whole bunch of people with nothing to do. There was a massive power-out while I was in Siberia. Just me and three assistants, and no heat for two days. You wouldn't believe the-" Sheppard suddenly stops and turns around, looking possessive and dangerous at the same time. Rodney backpedals. "Elizabeth just gave me the day off."
Sheppard blinks at him for a minute, thinking. Then he smiles, says "race you to my quarters," and takes off. Rodney waits a beat before turning around and going back into the mess hall, grinning. Sheppard doesn't know the transporters still work.
Title: Blackout
Author: leah k.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Notes: Started for the Darkness challenge, I wanted it to be longer, it wanted to top out at 500 words. It won.
Summary: "You know what they say about blackouts..."
Blackout
Zelenka says "no, no, Rodney, is fine" and 10 seconds later all the lights go out. Rodney opens his mouth to say I told you so when Zelenka growls "not a word" and starts muttering furiously in Czech. Rodney feels his way across the lab to the emergency supplies.
Suddenly there's Elizabeth's voice in his ear saying "Rodney?" in that forced calm, what-the-hell-just-happened tone that she's perfected since coming to Atlantis. "What's going on?"
"Nothing," Rodney says smugly, switching on a flashlight. "Zelenka just broke the city."
"I did nothing of the sort," Zelenka says, over the radio, "it was only the lights. Primary systems, Stargate, everything else is fine. I can get lights back in a day. Use candles."
"Rodney, is there anything you can do to speed up the process?" Elizabeth says, sounding vaguely nervous.
"So not my job," Rodney smirks, and he can feel Zelenka glaring at him. Moments later, more curses and loud, expensive-sounding crashes rise up out of the darkness.
"I don't want your help, anyway," Zelenka hisses at him when Rodney hands him an emergency flashlight. "Go away."
"24 hours, Doctor," Elizabeth sighs. Rodney just smiles and walks out of the lab, emergency rations in hand.
He finds Sheppard in the Mess Hall, attempting and failing to tell a scary story. Somehow, a psychopath with an ax seems almost comforting after the year they've had. Everyone looks bored, and one of the marines at Sheppard's table has actually fallen asleep. Teyla catches Rodney's eye and gives him her stoic Athosian version of the "save me" look. Rodney walks faster.
Sheppard's in the middle of a sentence, but Rodney cuts in with, "and then they all died. The end." Sheppard turns and glares, but most everyone else looks relieved and scrambles out of the room while Sheppard has his back to them.
"Thanks a lot, Rodney," Sheppard says as Rodney moves to sit next to him.
"Anytime. I'm always willing to save you from yourself." Rodney pats Sheppard on the back, stealing his coffee in the process. "I love blackouts."
Sheppard shines his flashlight directly into Rodney's eyes, interrogation-style, and says, "you do seem pretty damn chipper." He drops the light back to the table, scowling at his empty coffee-cup. "In fact, you're freakin' me out, a little."
Rodney blinks away the retina-burn spots left by Sheppard's flashlight and says, "you know what they say about blackouts, Major. Nine months later the birth rate goes up." Rodney raises his eyebrows suggestively, and Sheppard smirks back at him, eyes going glittery.
"You don't say," Sheppard replies, standing.
"Darkness and a whole bunch of people with nothing to do. There was a massive power-out while I was in Siberia. Just me and three assistants, and no heat for two days. You wouldn't believe the-" Sheppard suddenly stops and turns around, looking possessive and dangerous at the same time. Rodney backpedals. "Elizabeth just gave me the day off."
Sheppard blinks at him for a minute, thinking. Then he smiles, says "race you to my quarters," and takes off. Rodney waits a beat before turning around and going back into the mess hall, grinning. Sheppard doesn't know the transporters still work.
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Date: 2005-07-07 03:14 am (UTC)Heee!
Sheppard suddenly stops and turns around, looking possessive and dangerous at the same time.
*thud*
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Date: 2005-07-07 11:02 am (UTC)Sheppard's in the middle of a sentence, but Rodney cuts in with, "and then they all died. The end."
*sporfles* That is so Rodney. Very cute. :)
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Date: 2005-07-07 08:02 pm (UTC)oh my...
loved the story. glad you posted it.
Rodney was very accurate. LOved the banter between him and Zelenka.
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