Series Title: - What the Eye Doesn't See…
Author: - Katt
Rating: - G (R eventually)
Pairing: - McShep
Feedback: - Like it or loathe it let me know
Disclaimer: - I own nothing, intend no infringement – please don't sue me.
Author's Notes: - A series of song fic which look at each episode of the show through slash tinted glasses. The song "All Mine" is performed by Portishead and written by Geoff Barrow and Beth Gibbons.
All The Stars May Shine Bright – Rising 1 (John's POV)
"All the stars may shine bright
All the clouds may be white
But when you smile
Oh how I feel so good
That I can hardly wait
To hold you
Enfold you
Never enough
Render your heart to me
All mine…
You have to be."
It was all the fault of that damned chair. If he'd never sat down in it, if he'd listened to Doctor Beckett, he would've merely looked around the top secret base, watched the scurrying scientists and then just ferried General O'Neill back to McMurdo. His life would be nice and uncomplicated, cause if there was one thing McMurdo was, it was uncomplicated. All he had to do was fly where they told him to, carrying whatever or whomever they told him to – simple. John snorted softly to himself, when had his life ever stayed "simple" for too long?
He just had to have this "special" gene and as he'd sat down in that chair and it had leaned back he'd felt the hum of power it exuded resonating throughout his entire body. Then he'd made the stars dance above his head. Then he'd first seen Doctor Rodney McKay's face light up in scientific wonder as John had taken a trip through the solar system and beyond and he'd been smitten.
Yep, never simple.
"From that cloud, number nine
Danger starts the sharp incline
And such sad regrets
Oh as those starry skies
As they swiftly fall
Make no mistake
You shan't escape
Tethered and tied
There's nowhere to hide from me
All mine…
You have to be."
Gazing out over the water John let the colours and sound of the park wash over him. All so far away from Antarctica, no glaring white and freezing temperatures here, and no sarcastic scientist thrusting alien artifacts at him demanding he activate them with his gene. John felt the coin in his hand dig into the flesh of his palm as he clenched his fist tighter around it.
This could be the chance of a lifetime. Travelling to a new galaxy full of discovery and adventure, or it could be a one-way ticket to a slow and painful death. The choice was his, although General O'Neill had made it clear several times what decision he'd make in John's place. But while he had no real ties here on Earth John wasn't sure he was prepared to leave it all behind – possibly forever.
Unable to decide John had chosen to leave it up to fate. After all it had been fate that had meant Hamilton had gone down with stomach flu the day he'd been scheduled to fly O'Neill out to the Ancient outpost and John had been given the assignment instead. It had been fate that made him decide to sit in the control chair, and fate that had decreed he should posses the Ancient gene. So it seemed somehow appropriate that one of the most important decisions of his life should be decided by the toss of a coin.
"Heads I go," he thought "tails I stay on Earth."
Flipping the coin John looked down at it as it lay in his hand, fate mapping out his future.
"Tails, I stay." He murmured quietly to himself.
With a frown he stared down at the small disc of metal and in his mind's eye all he could see were a pair of wide blue eyes and a crooked mouth. A mouth that could break out into one of the widest, most genuine, smiles John had ever seen and blue eyes that sparkled in delight when confronted with a new discovery – Doctor Rodney McKay.
John imagined exploring a new galaxy with someone who had such a joy for discovery that it shone out of his soul like a beacon. Then he imagined McKay going to the Pegasus galaxy without John by his side. Without John there to look out for him, to keep him safe, and glancing down at the coin in his hand John flipped it over to 'heads'.
Fate wasn't all it was cracked up to be John concluded, and if he wanted to get to know the good doctor better then it would be a lot easier without several million light years between them.
There really wasn't anything here for him on Earth, but maybe there could be in Atlantis.
"Don't resist
We shall exist
Until the day I die
Until the day I die
All mine…
You have to be."