ext_141: (Atlantis - watching your back)
[identity profile] emmuzka.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] sga_flashfic
Title: Quarantine
Author: [livejournal.com profile] emmuzka
Rating: PG
Characters: Sheppard/McKay (kinda), Weir
Spoilers: No.
Summary: There is no honor between the hungry.



Quarantine

"Do you know who died first in the concentration camps during the Second World War?" Rodney was lying on his bed, seemingly indifferent with his newest subject matter.

"Who?" Sheppard didn't want to know. He had been visiting Rodney in the evenings for weeks now and usually humored him. With the participation on Rodney's inane and nowadays morbid conversations he bought the access to him. Fair deal, he thought, for seeing that McKay was still here.

"The fat ones." That earned him a sharp look. "They were the ones with the poor metabolism. They couldn't use the nutrients the best possible way. That's why they were fat in the first place."

Suddenly Sheppard hates biology.

***

Sheppard consciously shed the tiredness from his walk when he got nearer Weir's office. The once welcoming feeling of the city, the thing that had made him feel special, was now gone. He hated it now. He hated the Atlantis.

What a major fuck up it had been. It was supposed to be the first annual vaccination of the people of Atlantis. A certain live virus in the vaccine, a regular, every day vaccine -on Earth-, resulted a total quarantine. A fail-safe system raised the shield all over the city and took the hold of the gate and that was it. The end of story.

Nothing went in, nothing went out. The scientist’s efforts were wasted trying to raise the shield and get them out. After that, the whole city slowed down to a crawl. It was a big game of waiting; either the ZPM to run out, to someone inventing a solution or the supplies to run out, which ever came first. They had come almost fully equipped. From medical supplies to shoe shine, ammo, radio parts and laundry detergent, they had the reserves for years. To all but food. Food they had had maybe for six months, if rationed.

It had been almost four months now. To no ones surprise, the fresh food had run out the first. Then, the luxury items like coffee, sugar, candy and cup noodles. When the rationing started fully, these items disappeared so quickly that Weir had to announce all private stocking up illegal. Sheppard knew what to expect: the canned meat, powdered eggs and other protein sources were running thin now and within a couple of weeks, they would be down to rice and broth cubes.

Weir looked as neat and as sharp as always. She sure took the leader showing example thing seriously.

"John."

"Ma'am" When had all the briefings with Weir become heart-to-heart?

"John, you can see where this is going." Not so neat anymore. There were new lines under her eyes. Weir kept walking around the office while Sheppard sat, outwardly relaxed.

"People are becoming lethargic, some irritable. Could mean fighting in the near future."

"Yes. And what else?" Damn, why couldn't that woman ever cut him some slack?

"There is a black market going on. I have already placed men in the kitchen and in the storage rooms to prevent stealing."

Weir stopped in front of Sheppard. "I need you and you men to raid the whole city. All personal food items will be confiscated."

"People aren't going to like that." An understatement. Sheppard had very little faith left in people's good will and communal efforts. Practically a zero faith left.

"I know. That’s why you will move quickly and efficiently before the word spreads and you will bring armed men with you."

"Yes, ma'am."

***

Before going back to Rodney, John detoured back to his own quarters. He went straight to a wall panel decorated with elaborate Ancient swirls. He just had to be sure. John gave a little mental nudge and the panel slipped aside. He might hate the city now, but it still loved him enough to grant him little favors.

Tomorrow, every room would be searched and all food confiscated. All except these. John mentally catalogued the power bars, MRE's and canned foods piled neatly in the space behind the panel. He didn't feel remorse. He didn't feel even slightly bad. After all, they weren't for him.


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Date: 2005-10-12 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladyvyola.livejournal.com
Oh, wow.

I'm going to be thinking about this one for quite a while.

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Date: 2005-10-12 11:06 pm (UTC)
jic: Daniel Jackson (SG1) firing weapon, caption "skill to do comes of doing" (Default)
From: [personal profile] jic
ohhh. *hugs John*

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Date: 2005-10-12 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mercurys-winter.livejournal.com
Wow, that was powerful :D great job :D I would really like to see a sequel some day but if not, this was fantastic on its own :D

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Date: 2005-10-12 11:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jade-dragoness.livejournal.com
*whimper* This fic is one strong punch to the gut. *stares off blankly into space*

Poor John. Crazy Atlantis.

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Date: 2005-10-12 11:31 pm (UTC)
amalthia: (Default)
From: [personal profile] amalthia
wow I hope they figure out a solution eventually. Great story. I felt a chill while reading it.

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Date: 2005-10-12 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragonbetween.livejournal.com
After all, they weren't for him.

Oh my goodness. It's a sad thought that that could happen. But I love that John loves Rodney. *cuddles them both* Very well done.

~ Morgaine

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Date: 2005-10-13 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragonbetween.livejournal.com
I think he would too. He's definitely the type to put other's needs before his own, especially someone that he loves.

~ Morgaine

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Date: 2005-10-13 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bibliokat.livejournal.com
Oh wow. I'm with [livejournal.com profile] jade_dragoness on this one. Short but definitely packs an emotional punch!

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Date: 2005-10-13 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nova-bright.livejournal.com
I think I need to go and lay down for a while...the thought of them slowly starving to death terrifies me!

But I love how Shep, even in the face of a horrible, slow death would still think of Rodney.

Very well done.

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Date: 2005-10-13 07:23 am (UTC)
ext_953: Gabriel casually leaning against a wall (Atlantis)
From: [identity profile] toniabarone.livejournal.com
*blinks* Damn. So...what? Atlantis didn't like th' vacine so she shut down the entire city? But can't puddle jumpers get through the shield? Or are those down too? *winces and shakes her head* Good piece, but really scary/creepy.

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Date: 2005-10-13 08:04 am (UTC)
ext_953: Gabriel casually leaning against a wall (Default)
From: [identity profile] toniabarone.livejournal.com
Well, it makes sense and we KNOW that she can lock down the city.

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Date: 2005-10-13 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bettina_/
Good, but... damn!

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Date: 2005-10-13 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charlidos.livejournal.com
What an intriguing premise! I like it all very much. Rodney really needs his food, poor thing. :)

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Date: 2005-10-14 01:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charlidos.livejournal.com
Dude, the execution was lovely too! That's what I meant. I love that John saves food for Rodney. :D

And I used completely the wrong icon before. David K doesn't belong here! *g*

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Date: 2005-10-13 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] akimi-hime.livejournal.com
I really, really enjoyed this fic. Except...I think something's wrong. It seems like there should be more. More, I say. Pyschological stuff should not just end. Especially the really good psychological stuff.

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Date: 2005-10-13 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dlasta.livejournal.com
Well done.:)
I'll be most miffed if you won't write more.

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Date: 2005-10-17 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dlasta.livejournal.com
And what's wrong with a little soap now and then? :)

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Date: 2005-10-13 07:51 pm (UTC)
libitina: Wei Yingluo from Story of Yanxi Palace in full fancy costume holding a gaiwan and sipping tea (Default)
From: [personal profile] libitina
Ooo... gut-twisting. And then there's the first time Rodney realises what John has done. And the first time someone dies from starvation while Rodney is fine... and, oh - there's so much doom ahead. Excellent.

I think this story is wonderful and complete, but you should absolutely keep writing in this fandom.

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Date: 2005-10-13 09:18 pm (UTC)
libitina: Wei Yingluo from Story of Yanxi Palace in full fancy costume holding a gaiwan and sipping tea (food porn dessert (from z_rayne))
From: [personal profile] libitina
Oh, man - this has been the roughest Yom Kippur ever.

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Date: 2005-10-13 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceares.livejournal.com
Okay, this is seriously, painfully creepy. I mean I read it last night, and was like *shudder*, but then went on to happy happy joy joy fic-which I admit is my preference-for reasons like...I woke up this morning and in a sleep daze, this popped into my head, and I started coming up with multiple scenarios to get them all out of this intact, because it can't be this way.

It's like waking up in the middle of a nightmare and I really have to go back to sleep more aware and make it go the way I want, to fix it to keep it from scaring the hell out of me and bothering me for days.

Uh, in case you can't tell, this is actually a compliment, because this was extremely effecting-which means it was wonderfully done. (Even though in my mental epilogue, they all live long wonderfully hunger free lives *g*)

wowwww

Date: 2005-10-13 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I've read the story...and the reviews and must add another wow to the amazed masses. wow...wow... It's a new and different premise and wonderfully done. I can so see Sheppard doing what needs to be done for his loved ones to survive. It would tear him apart but he could do it. I don't know if Rodney could... it's a very thought provoking piece. thanks for sharing your work. Rayne

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Date: 2005-10-14 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slashfictionfan.livejournal.com
No no no... but yes yes yes... aah I'm conflicted. They love each other so much, but OMG slow painful death angst. What have you done to me!
Even though the whole premise has stayed nibbling away at the corners since I read this, it's one line that just kicks me every time :
"Suddenly Sheppard hates biology." There is so much in that one line, the knowledge of the future for them all, the helplessness... wow.
I have to say, I'm hating biology my own self now.... but totally loved the story - cos I'm off to sleep soon, and I will cheer myself up with some nice McShep PWP *g*

Another WoW

Date: 2005-10-14 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] therentgirls.livejournal.com
On the whole, I truly dislike drabbly short stories because so few people can write an entire story in so few words. Well, you did it. An entire concept, an entire story in a miniature version. Fabulous! And thank you, I loved it.
And if you get the urge , feel free to continue the saga, there is tons more angst left in the situation. lol.

Thanks,
Mellison, The other Rentgirl

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Date: 2005-10-14 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkhavens.livejournal.com
Wow. (Another one to add to your collection. *g*)

That's very chilling, and, given the way the city reacted in Hot Zone, it's also a believable scenario. *shivers*

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Date: 2005-10-14 07:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] taverymate.livejournal.com
Very nicely done. Spotted a typo, though, in the following sentence.

That's why they were fat at the first place.

At should be in.

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