Beating Holidays, Part 12/12, PG
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mayachainTitle: Beating Holidays
Characters: John/Rodney, Jeannie/Kaleb, David, Madison
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~500
Summary: Saying goodbye.
Notes: This marks the conclusion of the Christmas sequel to Beating Hearts!
We could probably beam up your whole car, Rodney offers, sounding sceptical, and David can't tell if it's not technically probable or if the Captain of the star ship orbiting around Earth will object to transporting a civilian. Nah, I like driving, he waves it off, because he does, althouh he's not enthusiastic about the state the roads will be in. Drive safely, Kaleb says, and David shakes the man's hand, weirdly wishing he could just fly in sometimes to have a beer with this high school teacher with whom he should have nothing in common.
Is there actually something dangerous about these, he asks when Jeannie returns his blackberry, and feels himself flushing when Jeannie laughs, not all that confident in his own research department when John quips, I should have given you an upgrade for Christmas.
Curie will miss you, Madison claims, lower lip trembling a little, and while it's mostly directed at John and Rodney, she means David, too, at least a little bit. One of these days, I'll smuggle her through the gate with me, Rodney tells her, ruffling his niece's hair, possibly fully conscious of the fact she'll take those words as a promise.
Take care, Jeannie tells John, and David thinks that even if he hadn't just spent twelve days in her home, he'd know all he needed to know about her from the fact that John lets her hug him. When Jeannie gives Rodney back his cell phone and the McKay siblings hug each other harder than John and David ever will, David's eyes meet John's.
Jeannie and Rodney have had their problems, too, David remembers, they've simply had a few years to sort everything out between them. For David and John, the Millers' house in far-away from Phoenix Canada has been perfect neutral ground, and maybe there's no need any more, to know if It was all because I wasn't at the airport; maybe this, this something way better than a truce they have reached now is enough of a stepping stone to build on.
I'll expect someone to give me a call, he turns to Rodney when the man's sister finally releases him, and Rodney nods, taking a hesitant step towards him, arms spread out half-heartedly, then stops himself short, Okay, no, remember that thing Teyla does that isn't actually all that awkward?
You going to Manhattan now, or home, John asks, straightening up and lifting his hands from David's shoulders. Phoenix, David says, although it still means Manhattan first and a nap in his favorite hotel before braving the jet, because driving all the way to Arizona would simply take too long. Be safe, John demands, eyes not leaving David's until David nods, You, too; then touches a hand to his radio, Okay, Major, hit it.
David and the Millers stare at the empty spot for a minute before Jeannie kisses his cheek, On you go, and David climbs into his Mercedes. If he's lucky, he'll be in Manhattan in eight hours.
Characters: John/Rodney, Jeannie/Kaleb, David, Madison
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~500
Summary: Saying goodbye.
Notes: This marks the conclusion of the Christmas sequel to Beating Hearts!
We could probably beam up your whole car, Rodney offers, sounding sceptical, and David can't tell if it's not technically probable or if the Captain of the star ship orbiting around Earth will object to transporting a civilian. Nah, I like driving, he waves it off, because he does, althouh he's not enthusiastic about the state the roads will be in. Drive safely, Kaleb says, and David shakes the man's hand, weirdly wishing he could just fly in sometimes to have a beer with this high school teacher with whom he should have nothing in common.
Is there actually something dangerous about these, he asks when Jeannie returns his blackberry, and feels himself flushing when Jeannie laughs, not all that confident in his own research department when John quips, I should have given you an upgrade for Christmas.
Curie will miss you, Madison claims, lower lip trembling a little, and while it's mostly directed at John and Rodney, she means David, too, at least a little bit. One of these days, I'll smuggle her through the gate with me, Rodney tells her, ruffling his niece's hair, possibly fully conscious of the fact she'll take those words as a promise.
Take care, Jeannie tells John, and David thinks that even if he hadn't just spent twelve days in her home, he'd know all he needed to know about her from the fact that John lets her hug him. When Jeannie gives Rodney back his cell phone and the McKay siblings hug each other harder than John and David ever will, David's eyes meet John's.
Jeannie and Rodney have had their problems, too, David remembers, they've simply had a few years to sort everything out between them. For David and John, the Millers' house in far-away from Phoenix Canada has been perfect neutral ground, and maybe there's no need any more, to know if It was all because I wasn't at the airport; maybe this, this something way better than a truce they have reached now is enough of a stepping stone to build on.
I'll expect someone to give me a call, he turns to Rodney when the man's sister finally releases him, and Rodney nods, taking a hesitant step towards him, arms spread out half-heartedly, then stops himself short, Okay, no, remember that thing Teyla does that isn't actually all that awkward?
You going to Manhattan now, or home, John asks, straightening up and lifting his hands from David's shoulders. Phoenix, David says, although it still means Manhattan first and a nap in his favorite hotel before braving the jet, because driving all the way to Arizona would simply take too long. Be safe, John demands, eyes not leaving David's until David nods, You, too; then touches a hand to his radio, Okay, Major, hit it.
David and the Millers stare at the empty spot for a minute before Jeannie kisses his cheek, On you go, and David climbs into his Mercedes. If he's lucky, he'll be in Manhattan in eight hours.
