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Jan. 17th, 2009 12:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sam_gamgeeHere are two 200 word drabbles that wouldn't let me go today. One is from Leverage and the other is from SGA. Both are G rated. And I am so totally playing in other people's sandboxes.
At the end of the Palermo job, something clicks inside Eliot. He finds himself wanting – needing – to cook again. It’s not something he’s done often since becoming a “retrieval specialist” (the mix of carnage and creation had always seemed too incongruous).
But he finds himself making things for his partners when he knows they’re going to have a long day. Hardison and Sophie are easy. Hardison likes flavorful finger foods that he can eat while he’s working. Sophie likes an actual meal with a complimentary glass of wine. Eliot has to coax Parker with all sorts of dishes – letting his creations show her that Hardison isn’t the only one who cares about her. (And while he’s fairly certain her metabolism’s winning against his best efforts to put some meat on her bones, he can tell he’s slowly winning her over.) Nate’s the most challenging because he could just as easily join Hardison as Sophie and some days it’s all about comfort food.
He enjoys the challenge of creating and cooking and the way it helps him find his balance after a job. And he knows he has Nate to thank for that. And it scares the hell out of him.
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The first few days Atlantis is back on Earth, Richard feels... off. His skin has a slightly tingling itch to it and he can’t seem to get a good night’s sleep. At first he attributes it to the excitement of being back – not only in the Milky Way, but on *Earth*. But as the talks, reports and debriefings – not to mention the IOA taking him to task on practically every decision he’s made since assuming command – he realizes that that isn’t it at all.
And it scares him that he can recognize the same expression, desire, *thought* in everyone else who’s been on the Expedition for more than six months. Atlantis and her people haven’t belonged to Earth since the Ancients took it away and it’s not about to return now. It surprises him that he thinks in terms of ‘us’ and ‘them’ and finding himself firmly planted on the side of the Expedition, as one of Atlantis’ own. And he doesn’t think it at all traitorous when he starts meeting with the senior staff to discuss going home. And before the week is out, they have a plan to leave, regardless of the consequences. Atlantis is his home now.
At the end of the Palermo job, something clicks inside Eliot. He finds himself wanting – needing – to cook again. It’s not something he’s done often since becoming a “retrieval specialist” (the mix of carnage and creation had always seemed too incongruous).
But he finds himself making things for his partners when he knows they’re going to have a long day. Hardison and Sophie are easy. Hardison likes flavorful finger foods that he can eat while he’s working. Sophie likes an actual meal with a complimentary glass of wine. Eliot has to coax Parker with all sorts of dishes – letting his creations show her that Hardison isn’t the only one who cares about her. (And while he’s fairly certain her metabolism’s winning against his best efforts to put some meat on her bones, he can tell he’s slowly winning her over.) Nate’s the most challenging because he could just as easily join Hardison as Sophie and some days it’s all about comfort food.
He enjoys the challenge of creating and cooking and the way it helps him find his balance after a job. And he knows he has Nate to thank for that. And it scares the hell out of him.
******
The first few days Atlantis is back on Earth, Richard feels... off. His skin has a slightly tingling itch to it and he can’t seem to get a good night’s sleep. At first he attributes it to the excitement of being back – not only in the Milky Way, but on *Earth*. But as the talks, reports and debriefings – not to mention the IOA taking him to task on practically every decision he’s made since assuming command – he realizes that that isn’t it at all.
And it scares him that he can recognize the same expression, desire, *thought* in everyone else who’s been on the Expedition for more than six months. Atlantis and her people haven’t belonged to Earth since the Ancients took it away and it’s not about to return now. It surprises him that he thinks in terms of ‘us’ and ‘them’ and finding himself firmly planted on the side of the Expedition, as one of Atlantis’ own. And he doesn’t think it at all traitorous when he starts meeting with the senior staff to discuss going home. And before the week is out, they have a plan to leave, regardless of the consequences. Atlantis is his home now.
