Agent Fox Mulder (i_want_2) wrote in multi_fiction, @ 2009-08-28 21:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | atlantis, galactica, rated: teen, slash, x-over |
Fic: Twice In A Lifetime 6/6 StarGate: Atlantis/BattleStar Galactica
Title: Twice In A Lifetime
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Disclaimer: I do not own BattleStar Galactica or StarGate: Atlantis.
Characters: Gaeta, Lorne, Caldwell, Sheppard, Weir, Rodney, Woolsey Hermiod, Carson, Teyla, and Kate Heightmeyer.
Words: 23,232
Prompt: Galactica jumps to alien planet, is destroyed. SGA rescues.
Fandom: StarGate: Atlantis/BattleStar Galactica
Pairing: Pre-Lorne/Gaeta
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Language, Violence, Character Deaths.
Summary: After rescuing a group of strangers from a debris field, Lorne and the rest of Atlantis become embroiled in a three millennia old mystery that leaves them asking who can they trust.
Author's Note: More SGA style than BSG, which means it tends to be humorously bad in parts.
Spoilers: BSG 2x09; SGA 3x06
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Part 6. Don't Fight Me
Coming awake with a gasp, Lorne began to cough. Blinking his eyes, he adjusted them to the dim light of the chamber. The soft couch shaped bed he was on felt comfortable enough as he lay there while bringing his body under control. Eventually, his heart stopped racing enough that he could breathe normally.
It was then that Lorne realized he wasn't on Atlantis anymore. The metallic brown walls and the curved arch doorways pretty much gave away where exactly he was. He had never seen any of them personally, but there were pictures and plenty of descriptions of them in mission reports.
So he knew he was now on an Asgard ship. The how was taken care of thanks to his last memory, the why was the only one left.
He was in the middle of considering getting up when a shadow appeared in his doorway. Turning his head to look, he wasn't a bit surprised to find Felix standing there or his two little gray friends, either. Tiredly, he gave them a short wave.
One of the two Asgard blinked at him, then turned to say something to Felix. Whatever it said made the man nod and smile.
Leaving his escorts behind, Felix made his way over to Lorne's bed. He looked down at the reclining man with a nervous hesitation. "May I join you?"
"Hey, the more the merrier." He tried to make it a joke, but it came out flat. Turned out he wasn't in any mood to laugh.
"Thank you." Twisting around, Felix eased himself to the edge of Lorne's bed. Once he was settled, he sat there quietly for a heartbeat or two. "I owe you an apology."
"Hey, it's not like you're the one that kidnaped me." This time, Lorne managed a faint smile.
Felix didn't. Staring at his hands, he shook his head. "That is not what I am sorry for." Sighing, he worked up enough courage to meet the man's concerned stare. "I am...what they said I am. I didn't know until Woolsey told me, I swear. If I had, I would have..."
A clicking voice came from the archway. One of the two Asgard raised a hand to point at Felix.
Clicking back at the Asgard, Felix's were less articulate sounding. He finished with a grinding sound. Then he turned back to Lorne. "They want me to tell you they are sorry for bringing you along."
Lorne was still dazed from the admission. The apology was a little too much for him to process at the moment so he waved it off. "Just beam me back, everything will be okay."
"That's another thing." Gasping in shocked amusement, Felix met Lorne's stare with his own nervous one. "We're no longer in the Pegasus Galaxy. In fact, we left it two days ago."
"Excuse me?" Lorne knew he had to have misheard the other man. "Did you just say we weren't even in the Pegasus Galaxy?"
"Correct. We're now traveling between galaxies." Felix gestured around them in awe. "This is their flag ship, for lack of a better title. They came all this way just to pick me up." A tiny smile started on his lips. "Apparently what's in my DNA could solve a lot of their problems."
"You don't say." Stunned, Lorne glanced over Felix's shoulder to the two Asgard. "What do they say about sending me back?"
"It will be a few weeks." Eyes down cast on his hands, Felix cleared his throat. "I, uh, asked them to take their time."
"What?" Outraged, Lorne sat up on the bed. "Why would you do that?"
In answer, Felix looked up at Lorne shyly from beneath half lidded eyes.
Lorne's jaw dropped. Then he clamped it shut. "Oh." Sighing, he figured what harm could a few weeks do?
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The sound of a heart monitor was the first thing she heard. It started increasing slowly at first. By the time she could hear things clearly it was up to full rhythm.
The second thing she noticed was that her body hurt. Everything from her ass to her lips had a deep ache. She literally felt like she had been through a thorough ass kicking. She hoped she had given it back as good as she got.
Stretching her arms above her head, she hit solid wall. Opening her eyes, she had to shut them quickly as the light was blindingly brilliant. "Frak!" Her voice was little more than a croak from lack of use.
Clearing her throat, she swallowed until her mouth was wet. "Gods, damn it, Cottle, turn the lights down."
"I'm sorry, missy, but I don't know who you're talkin about." The voice was a tenor and the accent was unfamiliar.
Slowly opening one eye, she peered up at the man. Once her watering eye adjusted to the light, she glared at him. "Who the frak are you?"
"Frak? That's one I've never heard." Smile almost as bright as the light, he stood at her side. "I'm Doctor Carson Becket, Atlantis Expedition's Chief Medical Officer." He frowned as something else occurred to him. "Oh, and I've been instructed to tell you when you woke up, I'm also from Earth. Welcome, home."
Opening her other eye so that both of them were staring up at the man, Kara couldn't believe her ears. "Frak me."
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A shove from behind sent her stumbling in to the center of the chamber. Falling to her knees, she used her hands to brace herself. Once there, she stayed staring at the deck beneath her for several seconds. She only looked up when the tip of a shoe came in to view.
Raising her head, she pushed a blonde curl out of her eyes to stare. Seeing the blue skinned female standing above her, she smiled. "Are you alive?" A single curled finger tip reached out to trace along her cheek.
The blue skinned female bared sharp teeth in a parody of a grin. "You are soft." Her nail trailed along the kneeling woman's cheek bone. "You smell," she snarled, "different."
Reaching up, she grasped the hand that touched her cheek. Turning her face, she pressed a kiss to the strange palm. It felt rubbery and cold to her lips. Smiling, she looked up without releasing the hand. "Are you alive?"
Taking her hand back, the female smiled for real this time. "Of course." She opened her palm and waved her fingers. "But you will not be for very long." Then she slammed her hand down on the blonde's chest.
The blonde's eyes went wide as the nails sank in to her flesh. Gasping for breath, she shook as the center of the palm did something to her body. She reached up to grasp at the hand, but her efforts were too weak.
A moment later, the blue female screamed. Jerking back her hand, she screeched so loud that it echoed throughout the hive ship.
Falling back on the deck, the blonde's body went limp. As her eyes lost focus, she felt the stream of her consciousness leave her body. There was something different about this time than last, though. Instead of joining with her familiar datastreams, this time she merged with something else, something new.
Trying to appease their Queen's screaming, the Wraith males missed the fluttering of the Hive's systems. It was only when the ship dropped out of hyperspace did they notice. By then, it was already too late.
Within seconds, every environmental hatch on the ship had been blown. The atmosphere was gone moments later. Then it began to transmit.
THE END................................