ed_84 (ed_84) wrote in het_reccers,

Lost In the Veins of This City, by Hariboo and Kalesbohan (pg-13)

Fandom Category: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir
Fic Title: Lost In the Veins of This City
Author: hariboo and little_giddy
Link: http://sgabigbang.talkoncorners.net/?view=fic&id=47
Rating/Warning(s): pg-13
Genre: AU, Drama
WIP?: no.

Why This Must Be Read: sgabigbang 2008 submission for the John/Elizabeth category. Complete AU. As the death toll rises in the city of Atlantis, detectives Elizabeth Weir and John Sheppard attempt to find the source of the problem, but all is not as it seems and what begins as a simple case may change their world, again.

The secondary characters are wonderfully drawn-out: Cameron and Lorne play a great dynamic with each other as partnered cops. Rodney, Teyla, Kavanaugh, Ford – and a host of others on the force. While there’s over a dozen well-familiar faces that grace the pages, in entirely original ways, the characters still remain achingly familiar and pitch perfect. This story has drama; it has action; it’s has comedy (wait until you read about Rodney’s livejournal!) It’s got a big cast that’s wonderfully written and the various dynamics from a great number of characters are explored expertly.

With John, Elizabeth, Cameron, Lorne, Jack, Rodney, Teyla, Ronon, Ford, Kolya, Ladon, Vala and many, many more. This fic has it all: suspense, mystery, drama, humor, and best of all, the relationship between John and Elizabeth is simply wonderful. Their co-dependent friendship and partnership has history, and it leads to wonderful UST. Go! Read!


John doesn't wake up until he's reached Elizabeth's kitchen, which is why once upon a time he held a grudge against Simon. Not, as everyone they knew had either quietly suspected or proclaimed repeatedly, because he was jealous as hell. Back when Simon was with Elizabeth, the other man had always already been there, every morning.

As used to the routine as he is, John lets himself into her kitchen on days when they haven't even agreed to be working, which had occasionally gone less than well in the Simon days. It had sometimes even ended with John explaining patiently why it wasn't a big deal that Elizabeth was just in a shirt, that he'd seen her just in his shirt lots of times, while Elizabeth had given him the look that said: I understand you're trying to help, and I'm trying really hard not to laugh right now.

He would be lying to himself if he didn't admit to having grinned like an especially stupid pup when Elizabeth had told him that he had a key to her apartment and he should use it. He didn't even mind her threat; if she caught him trying to work his death-trap of a coffee machine between the working hours of eight am and two am again, she would boil his hands. Being a lady, she didn't mention the layers of dust on his mugs.

Yet somehow Elizabeth had found it easier to fit in around Nancy in his life. Not around; Elizabeth didn't need to do that. She found her place in his life more compatible with Nancy's, even when he was so briefly a married man. It had helped that she'd liked Nancy a shitload more than he'd ever liked Simon. Elizabeth and Nancy had gone on cafe dates, lunch dates, theatre evenings, to book launches and other things that made him screw his nose up and reach for a beer. The more he looked back on it, the more he had to think that those had been the happiest three years of his life, and those two women had been why. He'd never met women better at coming home from the launch of the New and Lively Translation of More's Utopia to sit on either side of him and ignore the football.

John shakes himself out of the memory as he turns the key in Elizabeth's lock. Nancy's gone, Simon was gone long before and they have a case to get on with.
Tags: fandom: stargate: atlantis, ship: elizabeth weir/john sheppard

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