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skidmo_fic ([personal profile] skidmo_fic) wrote2007-01-28 05:05 pm
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Their Atlantis (G)

Aw, man! I missed another day. Grrr. Well, I guess no one is perfect.

Title: Their Atlantis
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Spoilers: The Siege, pt. 2
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: This was their city, their home.
Author’s Notes: written for the [livejournal.com profile] gatecreation episodes challenge.




It was a miracle. No one was disputing that. Colonel Everett had come through the gate with his marines and his warheads and his rail guns and his promise of a ZPM and a battlecruiser, and it was truly a miracle.

But no one was happy about it. This was their city, their home, and they had all sacrificed something to get there, and even more to keep her safe since their arrival. They may not agree with everything Dr. Weir or Colonel Sheppard had done or every decision they had made, but there was not a person there (with the possible exception of Dr. Kavanaugh, who never agreed with anyone but himself) who wouldn’t give their life to keep both of them safe.

This was their city, their home, but it wasn’t home without both of their leaders firmly in charge.

So when Col. Everett stepped in and removed them both from their positions of authority, some people started to wonder if the marines and the warheads and the rail guns and the promise of a ZPM and a battlecruiser were worth the price they seemed to have to pay.

This was their city, their home, and someone was invading it and making changes no one was happy with.

When the marines with their rail guns successfully brought them through the first wave of darts, some people began to think differently. They had been prepared to destroy the city, their one true chance of seeing Earth again, in order to keep her from the Wraith. Now, for the first time in weeks, they believed there were other options.

This was their city, their home, and they all knew that neither Sheppard nor Weir would want them to refuse their only chance to save her.

It wasn’t until Everett finally allowed Teyla and her people to help in the search for the Wraith soldiers loose in Atlantis that people truly began to change their minds. They still resented him. They still wanted their city back in the hands of the people who had earned their trust time and time again. But they were willing now to give him a chance. And if his marines and his warheads and his rail guns and his promises could save their city, then perhaps the sacrifice was not too great after all.

This was their city, their home, and it would take more than a jarhead with a brush cut for them to give up on her.

She was their city, their home.

Their Atlantis.

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