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Wednesday: Being In Charge

Hello All, I’m thesmallhobbit your host for this week and today's theme is Being in Charge – whether a natural born leader or forced into the role.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
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Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
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Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, during the day their roles are obvious, but who makes the move at night
+ The Librarians, Any, arguing why they should be in charge in a particular situation
+ Any, Any/Any, an unexpected leader

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Apr. 6th, 2016 12:28 pm (UTC)
Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard, the weight of unexpected leadership
Apr. 6th, 2016 01:16 pm (UTC)

I am going to Ophelia this when I get home from work.

Apr. 6th, 2016 01:23 pm (UTC)
Apr. 6th, 2016 08:26 pm (UTC)
Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard, Samantha Carter, Rodney McKay. Lifeline AU.
The last one through the 'gate was Sam Carter, a handful of Earth-loyal souls—none of the First Wave members, but several of those who'd been there a good long time—having filed through in the early minutes of the dial up.

Her things were gone and she stood there, inches from the puddle, with an SGC jacket over the Atlantis Expedition shirt and a bag slung over one shoulder. Despite the toll her short yet tumultuous command had taken (and it had taken one), she was poised, bright though the shine of her eyes held more sadness than John had expected.

Everyone in Ops pretended to be watching screens and consoles as he descended the steps, and then cast glances in their direction as they made their final goodbye.

“Well, it's been...” she trailed off, “John, take care of them. Take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

“Do good work.”

He nodded, heart clenched in his chest. “I will,” he promised, with a knot in his throat that made the words sound strained: it was unlikely that once she left, they would ever see each other again and he ached for the loss of someone he had respected so highly, come to love as one would a sister as they'd strategized and fought.

They watched each other for all of a moment, the noise of the 'gate a clear reminder that time was ticking by, until, finally, John whispered, “Tell General O'Neill that you are far better than he deserves.”

Sam choked on the laugh, pushed back the tears, and reached out to squeeze his hand. “Tell Elizabeth the same.”

She walked into the puddle and spare seconds later, the event horizon dissipated into nothingness.

And just like that, it all fell to him: trade negotiations, food importation, their burgeoning village on the mainland, Atlantis herself... the three hundred some-odd souls that brought her life every day.


With a swallow, he looked up at Rodney; he, John, was ashen-faced, he could feel it, and his hands trembled as the realization set in that the talks they'd had long before, the ones leading up to this moment, had felt theoretical, but they hadn't been.

It was him now, truly. He was the one in Elizabeth's seat.

“'m okay.”

“No,” Rodney whispered back, “you're not, but I have beer and there are piers on which to drink it. Or a stasis room. Either place.”

He couldn't go to the stasis room, not yet. Maybe in a few days, once he'd done at least one thing right and knew he could bear to tell her all about it.

“Pier is good.”

Gratefully, Rodney said nothing about the choice and together the two tromped off for the last respite John would have for a long while.
Apr. 7th, 2016 01:48 am (UTC)
Re: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard, Samantha Carter, Rodney McKay. Lifeline AU.
Oh, so many feels! Soooo many! I'm glad Rodney is there to support John, who so desperately needs it.

Thank you so much!
Apr. 7th, 2016 10:47 am (UTC)
Re: Fill. Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard, Samantha Carter, Rodney McKay. Lifeline AU.
Welcome! Thank you for the prompt. I saw it and my head went right to Ophelia 'verse.


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