MGM, Acme Shark, et al own Stargate Atlantis and I'm grateful to everyone involved for bringing this great show to us each week. I make no profit and no copyright infringement is intended, I just love the characters and taking them where the series doesn't. This drabble inspired by Chrysothemis' watercolor, here: http semicolon slash slash crysothemis dot livejournal dot com slash 47436 dot html Drat this site not supporting HTML code. :-p
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On a good night, John sleeps and dreams of the taste of salt air the like of which he's not experienced anywhere else and flying with the lightest touch of thought over the waves toward a city of towers and spires set against the backdrop of a long twilight under the stars of a different galaxy. On the best of nights, he dreams of eyes as blue as the shimmering vertical puddle through which they traveled and kisses tasting of the unique Lantean salt water tang from the sandy lagoon where they first made love. When he wakes, it is to grief and memories of all that he's lost, but most especially he mourns not waking to the rasp of beard and insistent lips, and staring into sleepy blue eyes. John is determined that even if he never returns to Atlantis and the Pegasus galaxy, he will return to Rodney McKay.