This short story is a translation of my french fanfiction "Partir, rester", a McShep's drabble.
Disclaimers: The characters of Stargate Atlantis aren't my property.
Go, stay
"McKay, I told you to go!"
"And me, I replied: You can still run, Sheppard! Oh, but no, I'm stupid, you can't run, your leg is bleeding, you have served for a firing exercise!
"Precisely. You have more chances to stay alive if you're not forced to carry me."
"You are heavy, so what? You're always heavy, you and your bad jokes."
"Ha, ha. It's so funny McKay… Go away!"
"No. You, you wouldn't leave me!"
"Of course, I would leave you here, at the mercy of our enemies. I would say: Finally, I'm free, never again I will hear his complaints!"
"Well. For my revenge to this comment, I'll stay."
"McKay, that's enough! Go, leave me. It's an order!"
"Oh, yes, it's an order, everything changes, I'll leave you die here in your own blood."
End