Transcendental, Stargate Atlantis
ETA: I forgot to mention, for the peace of mind of those who haven't seen the whole season yet -- this story doesn't fit into canon anywhere in particular, and there are no spoilers for anything beyond The Storm/The Eye (ETA2 and DUH, Before I Sleep, *facepalm*). To my mind it lands somewhere before Brotherhood.
So. Here it is. With endless thanks to
julad,
kaneko,
cesperanza,
resonant8, and
merryish for beta work above and beyond the call.
Transcendental
by shalott
45,700 words
Stargate: Atlantis fanfiction.
Warning: adult material.
The strangest thing about John's job wasn't actually the Wraith, because he'd seen the first two Alien movies about fifty times apiece, and he figured as long as they didn't have mandibles and lay eggs in you, he was still a few points up on Ripley. It also wasn't being in another galaxy; Atlantis, with its lights that turned on when he looked at them, the doors that swung open almost before he'd decided which way he wanted to go, welcomed him a hundred times a day. It was already more like home than Antarctica had ever been.
People could adapt to crazy situations; he'd been in enough to watch it happen from the inside, and he knew that it wasn't the really new things that were hard to get used to, it was the familiar ones gone wrong. So the part that actually kept tripping him up wasn't the spaceships or the ray guns, the giant storms or the alien civilizations; it was the meetings.
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All comments and feedback deeply appreciated.
So. Here it is. With endless thanks to
Transcendental
by shalott
45,700 words
Stargate: Atlantis fanfiction.
Warning: adult material.
tran·scen·den·tal (trăn'sĕn-dĕn'tl)
adj.
- Philosophy. Concerned with the a priori or intuitive basis of knowledge as independent of experience.
- Surpassing all others; superior.
- Beyond common thought or experience.
- Mathematics. Of or relating to a real or complex number that is not the root of any polynomial that has positive degree and rational coefficients.
The strangest thing about John's job wasn't actually the Wraith, because he'd seen the first two Alien movies about fifty times apiece, and he figured as long as they didn't have mandibles and lay eggs in you, he was still a few points up on Ripley. It also wasn't being in another galaxy; Atlantis, with its lights that turned on when he looked at them, the doors that swung open almost before he'd decided which way he wanted to go, welcomed him a hundred times a day. It was already more like home than Antarctica had ever been.
People could adapt to crazy situations; he'd been in enough to watch it happen from the inside, and he knew that it wasn't the really new things that were hard to get used to, it was the familiar ones gone wrong. So the part that actually kept tripping him up wasn't the spaceships or the ray guns, the giant storms or the alien civilizations; it was the meetings.
Read the rest...
All comments and feedback deeply appreciated.
Triumphant cackling ensues
Plus, I adore your fanfiction sight unseen.
[off to make limited personal use of the company internet connection pursuant to official policy allowing limited personal use thereof]
That's the best, and hottest, piece of fan fiction written in the SGA fandom so far. I think I love you.
Wow
Re: Wow
*lights cigarette*
*sighs happily*
Okay, I have seen very little of this show. But everyone was so incredibly vivid, and the plot was so engrossing, and the power plays were so tense, and the sex was so hot and amazing, and I was just on the edge of my seat the whole time.
::blisses out::
It's phenomenal.
This is without doubt the best Atlantis fic I have read yet. There is so much I love about this that I don't even know where to start. The voices, the sex, the story...everything is just brillliant.
*thinks about intelligent things to say and can't come up with anything*
See, you've ruined my brain.
(Anonymous)
Thank you
Re: Thank you
My goodness, that was toasty. And funny. And Rodney and John running things perfectly while still making a huge mess of everything. I'm so glad my fandom timing is improving, and I'm in this fandom right now.
Yes yes yes. That is totally it for me. I *love* the fact that Sheppard's also really smart and a math geek on the show. He's just specialized in different areas -- totally complementary, and with enough in common to really communicate.
And as for Teyla and Bates, I think that what happens is there's an attack on Atlantis at some point, and they end up pinned in a corner, fighting off the enemy, back to back. Then the last bad guy falls, they stand shakily, look at one other, and jump each other at the same time.
And then they spend months never speaking about it again, of course. *g*
This was just perfect. The plot, with every single twist and added dimension that just kept building towards the end, it had me sitting on the edge of my seat, wanting to scroll faster, but at the same time I never wanted to reach the last line. Lovely, lovely story.
(Anonymous)
I know you don't know me from Adam...
And I don't even *smoke*.
...seriously, I'm not kidding.
Congratulations... and ohmygodcanihaveyourtawdryonenightstandba
\luvs and luvs\
PS: And because it merits mentioning, this?
"Will you please let me out now?" he said.
Rodney blinked at him, looking vaguely unfocused. "No."
"I said please!" John said.
"What is this, kindergarten? There is no magic word," Rodney said.
Might be the best fucking thing in the history of ever... in a long list of equally awesome things in this story.
Re: I know you don't know me from Adam...
Thanks ever so much for writing it! *g*
Also, very hot.
*is incoherent with
lustlove for it and you, for sharing*Um, yeah. :) Thank you.
I found this fic yesterday and read it last night and have to say I love it! I've not really watched many SGA fics, but this fic made me SO love Sheppard and McKay! And the sex?? *melts* So HOT! *melts some more*
Thanks for sharing such a wonderful fic!
And while I know Rodney leads the Science team and has to be damned capable of that otherwise they'd not be as productive as they are ...
I've never, even once, considered him in the actual chain of command. I was wondering why you did? As always, I'm merely curious, not looking to fatch or anything. I just like to understand how others arrive at their ideas.
B
Though the story doesn't touch on the episode at all, this is originally a Hot Zone-inspired story -- specifically inspired by the Weir/Sheppard power struggle going on while Rodney was in charge the research staff during the crisis. Neither Weir nor Sheppard came off really well, and the power struggle was left unresolved at the end in a way that just itches at me. At the same time, it was the first time where we've seen Rodney really being a leader, and he did a bang-up job of marshalling his troops and keeping things together without ever losing the withering sarcasm that is his charm. *g*
So my original, back-in-the-mists-of-time idea was, what if *both* Weir and Sheppard were knocked out, and suddenly there was a power vacuum? Certainly sciences/research are one of if not the most important civilian divisions, and we haven't really seen anyone else in a civilian leadership role other than Dr. Beckett. There's also a proud tradition of science officers being fairly high in the chain in SF tv, and it does make sense to me, because if you've been hit at the top and presumably have a crisis going on, you want someone who understands instantly what all the technological options at your disposal are, in a situation like in Atlantis where those are both many and powerful.
The question of whether command would continue down the civilian line or switch over to the military is a separate one -- obviously it also makes a lot of sense that if you've been hit at the top, you want the military in charge. On the other hand, civilian command seems to have been important both to the President and to the US allies, and clearly this is a multinational group, where many of the people might have objections or unease about reporting to a US military officer directly.
A couple of spoilers from end of season through Siege part 2 here in white font: When Everett comes in, even though he relieves Weir and commands the return of all military personnel, he doesn't command the civilians to come back, he asks for damage control volunteers. It's not clear to me whether that's because he doesn't have the right to order noncombatants to fight, or because he doesn't have the right to command the civilian personnel period, many of whom aren't US citizens. Also, though this is minor, Rodney is the one who turns on the self-destruct with Elizabeth, when John isn't there, which is a little more support for the idea that he's next in the civilian chain, though it might just be that he's the most senior person there at the moment.
Anyway, we don't have enough from canon to either rule it out or assert it, but it's plausible enough to me to be an available option to play with in fic. I thought it would be fun seeing Rodney having power struggles with Bates, a scientists vs. the military kind of thing, and finding geeky ways to deal with the Genii rather than a straightforward military assault.
It still wasn't a real story idea at this point, though. It was more a bit of metadiscussion, playing with some ideas that wound up in the story, like Rodney using knowledge of the Ancient technology and marshaling the research staff to help him counter the military, and the idea of doing something to the Genii stargate. I got motivated to actually *write* it when Julad and Mia said, "What, are you nuts? You don't put *John* in stasis," and pointed out that I could still play with all the ideas of Rodney being in command, I just needed to make the assumption that he'd be in charge after Weir. And all of a sudden it became about playing out the power struggle between the two of them in a sexy way and paralleling that with the struggle to control the Genii, and that was just a whole lot of fun. *g*
So anyway -- it wasn't that I'm convinced Rodney would be in command, more that telling this story required making the assumption that command would follow the civilian chain, otherwise John would be in command. (I have hopes of making