Pairing: Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, Richard Castle/Kate Beckett, mostly USTish
Fic Title: We gotta make ends meet before we get much older,
Why This Must Be Read: This fic is surprisingly deep for a crossover between two such light-hearted shows. There's actually a lot of crossovers with SGA where Elizabeth stars front and center; her fans are awesome writers. This one, in particular, I love. I came in expecting something different, something lighthearted perhaps? But I was moved by the way this story moved. Castle's POV shows that same caring, funny guy that we know, and his interest in an old friend and her sudden change in demeanor is of course a very Castle-thing to do. But the thing I love about this is the subtlety of the narration, the quiet acknowledgment of Elizabeth's change, and how Castle's interest in solving this mystery is part-writer, part-friend. And the Castle/Elizabeth friendship is wonderfully highlighted in a unique way, and one that of course compliments the Castle/Beckett and Sheppard/Weir shippy tones well.
I really recommend this a lot.
“Can you look into her?”
“Absolutely not, Castle,” Beckett says, exasperated.
She stops in front of him, raises her finger and enters his private space.
“No,” she is determinant. “It would be out of the line and wrong.”
“Oh, come on. Are you going to tell me that a woman with two Ph.Ds, who mediated peace treaties God–knows–where, worked for the UN, who was AWOL for nearly four years, suddenly teaching in a poor public school doesn’t sound odd to you?”
“Castle.” She sighs and they do one of their stare – competitions, complete with Ryan and Esposito in the background wishing for some popcorn. She turns away, goes to her desk and sits, “We have a new case to deal with. Unless your friend is a suspect, I won’t be looking into her.”
However, Ryan and Esposito are nothing but too willing helpers.
Of course, Richard knows a guy who knows a guy and even after they do everything by the book, soon enough they hit a wall, as solid as a security clearance and confidential information. It isn't surprising, but it's still disappointing, and it makes him frustrated.
There’s a call from Important Somebody and Montgomery is quite pissed about it, pissed at Ryan and Esposito, and of course that is how Beckett finds out and gives Richard an earful, even though the guys defend him wholeheartedly.
At the end it’s even odder. Beckett admits as much after they solve another case, and asks Richard to tell her more about Elizabeth.
Catherine Weir, Elizabeth’s mother, loves theater. Richard supposes that’s how she met his own mother. He had known Elizabeth since he was a teenager. He remembers pigtails, books and her monologues about civil rights, environmental issues, elephants, all sorts of activism. He remembers teasing her about it. He remembers that she had enough wisdom and willpower to convince majority of the world into reason. She wanted to join Greenpeace and Doctors Without Borders and become a President. At seventeen Richard believed she could do all that, but in between he used to remind her she should have a walk, or a coffee, or simply a laugh. Sometimes she had to be reminded of that.
She also loved to stare over the wide expanse of the sea. Richard remembers that he never got to kiss her. He doesn't say that bit out loud.
“Sounds like you had a crush on her,” teases Beckett while eating a burger and messing up his car. Richard doesn’t mind. He just wants to brush off that small bit of salad from Beckett's cheek.
“Everyone had a crush on her,” he says.