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Making a Home (G)
Title: Making a Home
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Spoilers: Condemned
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: The decision to make Atlantis his permanent home had been a difficult one for Ronon.
Author’s Notes: written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
gatecreation episodes challenge.
The decision to make Atlantis his permanent home had been a difficult one for Ronon. Seven years is a very, very long time to spend with no ties to anyone or any place.
He wasn’t sure what finally made him agree to stay. Dr. Weir had assured him that he was welcome, but he could tell she still felt uneasy around him. Teyla seemed to accept him, but she seemed like the sort of person who would accept just about anyone.
Sheppard.
Well, Sheppard was a mystery still. He seemed to accept Ronon, and he had asked him to be part of his team. But Ronon couldn’t help feeling that Sheppard only liked him because he was big and he knew his way around the galaxy. Ronon was not modest enough to deny that he would make a very good asset to this team.
McKay was almost a bigger mystery than Sheppard. Ronon couldn’t figure out why McKay was even here. The man was afraid of everything and, even after a year of off-world experience, he still had no idea what to do with his weapon. Ronon got that he was smart. He even begrudgingly admitted that they probably needed him on most missions. He just wasn’t sure why a man like McKay would choose to leave home with no idea of ever being able to return. He was even more confused as to why a man like McKay would choose to return to a place where aliens regularly tried to kidnap him, kill him or suck out his life.
Ronon was used to finding the weakest member of his unit and protecting them. He had no doubt that McKay was the weakest member of this unit. As such, Ronon felt it was his duty to protect him. But McKay refused to be protected. He seemed completely unaware of his weakness (except when he was touting it loudly to all and sundry). He put himself in far more danger than he needed to, usually just by opening his mouth.
When they were captured on Olesia, McKay adamantly denied the possibility that the jumper could be fixed, even under threat of the death of one of his teammates, until Eldon presented them with the possibility of escape.
Ronon spent much of the rest of their time on Olesia marveling over the fact that Sheppard had stopped him from killing Eldon. In the end he chalked it up to one more thing he just didn’t understand about these people.
Back on Atlantis, watching McKay whine under Beckett’s fussy care, Ronon thought that maybe this was one thing he did understand.
McKay knew he was weak. He knew what he was bad at and what he was good at. He knew, but he didn’t let himself care. Ronon had been surprised that when Torrell had given McKay the choice of which of them was to die for his incompetence, McKay hadn’t immediately chosen Ronon. It seemed to be the easiest and most logical choice. The other three had been fighting together for a year now, and Ronon had only just joined them. If their positions had been reversed, Ronon thought he might have chosen McKay.
The fact that he didn’t explained so much about the scientist, and for the first time, Ronon believed that staying in Atlantis, making a home with these people, might have been the right choice after all.
fin
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Spoilers: Condemned
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: The decision to make Atlantis his permanent home had been a difficult one for Ronon.
Author’s Notes: written for the
gatecreation episodes challenge. The decision to make Atlantis his permanent home had been a difficult one for Ronon. Seven years is a very, very long time to spend with no ties to anyone or any place.
He wasn’t sure what finally made him agree to stay. Dr. Weir had assured him that he was welcome, but he could tell she still felt uneasy around him. Teyla seemed to accept him, but she seemed like the sort of person who would accept just about anyone.
Sheppard.
Well, Sheppard was a mystery still. He seemed to accept Ronon, and he had asked him to be part of his team. But Ronon couldn’t help feeling that Sheppard only liked him because he was big and he knew his way around the galaxy. Ronon was not modest enough to deny that he would make a very good asset to this team.
McKay was almost a bigger mystery than Sheppard. Ronon couldn’t figure out why McKay was even here. The man was afraid of everything and, even after a year of off-world experience, he still had no idea what to do with his weapon. Ronon got that he was smart. He even begrudgingly admitted that they probably needed him on most missions. He just wasn’t sure why a man like McKay would choose to leave home with no idea of ever being able to return. He was even more confused as to why a man like McKay would choose to return to a place where aliens regularly tried to kidnap him, kill him or suck out his life.
Ronon was used to finding the weakest member of his unit and protecting them. He had no doubt that McKay was the weakest member of this unit. As such, Ronon felt it was his duty to protect him. But McKay refused to be protected. He seemed completely unaware of his weakness (except when he was touting it loudly to all and sundry). He put himself in far more danger than he needed to, usually just by opening his mouth.
When they were captured on Olesia, McKay adamantly denied the possibility that the jumper could be fixed, even under threat of the death of one of his teammates, until Eldon presented them with the possibility of escape.
Ronon spent much of the rest of their time on Olesia marveling over the fact that Sheppard had stopped him from killing Eldon. In the end he chalked it up to one more thing he just didn’t understand about these people.
Back on Atlantis, watching McKay whine under Beckett’s fussy care, Ronon thought that maybe this was one thing he did understand.
McKay knew he was weak. He knew what he was bad at and what he was good at. He knew, but he didn’t let himself care. Ronon had been surprised that when Torrell had given McKay the choice of which of them was to die for his incompetence, McKay hadn’t immediately chosen Ronon. It seemed to be the easiest and most logical choice. The other three had been fighting together for a year now, and Ronon had only just joined them. If their positions had been reversed, Ronon thought he might have chosen McKay.
The fact that he didn’t explained so much about the scientist, and for the first time, Ronon believed that staying in Atlantis, making a home with these people, might have been the right choice after all.
fin