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Fic: In a Panic (SGA, Highlander)

Title: In a Panic
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own them, they belong to whoever they belong to.
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
Word Count: 405
Written For: jagfanlj's February 2013 prompt

Summary: Ronon isn't one to panic.
Ronon prided himself on never panicking. His world had been destroyed by the Wraith. He had been a runner for years. He had seen things that the average person never witnessed. But, he had never panicked.

Now, he was panicking. It had been an accident, a horrible accident. He had faced off against John in their usual training sessions. For his part, John had held up well for the first thirty minutes. Then Ronon had maneuvered him into a chokehold and when John had tried to escape the hold there had been a snap that echoed through the empty room.

When Ronon had eased his hold on the other man, John had just collapsed to the floor with his head twisted at an impossible angle. Ronon had just stared at him for minutes, not willing to believe what he was seeing. John was dead and he had been the one to kill him.

That's when the panic set in. Before he knew what he was doing, Ronon had John's body hanging beside him. He had an arm slung over his shoulder and let John's listless head lean against his own. Then he took the quickest past to the nearest pier, hoping that no one saw him.

Luck was on his side and he found himself staring down into the crystal blue water below. He knew that he should just come clean and then commit a ritual suicide on John's behalf, but something kept him from doing that. He let himself believe that it would be better if John were to just vanish and then he could vanish himself the next time he went through the gate. He would go alone and take on the Wraith in John's name until they killed him. It was the best solution.

"Sorry," he said as he lifted John's body over the railing and watched it fall into the water.

John took a deep breath and inhaled a mouth full of seawater. Sputtering, he twisted his body around and saw that he was floating near the base of Atlantis. The last thing he could remember was being in the training room with Ronon in a chokehold.

"Damn," he muttered to himself as started swimming in an attempt to find a place to get back on Atlantis. "At least he saved me the trouble of explaining the whole immortal thing to Carson. He would have had a field day with it."


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Feb. 11th, 2013 05:01 am (UTC)
Oh, that was brilliant. Poor Ronon.
Feb. 11th, 2013 05:04 am (UTC)
Thanks! John will never let Ronon live this one down. Of course, now Ronon will know that he doesn't have to hold back on John during training sessions, so I think they'll come out even on this. :)
Feb. 11th, 2013 06:09 am (UTC)
*squees & flappy hands* This was great!
*giggles* Can you see the look on Ronon's face when John saunters up to his table in the dining hall and plops his tray down like nothing happened?

PS: Permission to add this to my list of "My Prompts, Their Fills" over on AO3? Or a link to here?

Edited at 2013-02-11 06:11 am (UTC)
Feb. 12th, 2013 02:33 am (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed! And that is totally what John would do. Wet hair and all.

I posted this on AO3 and I think I tagged it with your author name over there. Feel free to link to it. :)

Edited at 2013-02-12 02:34 am (UTC)
Feb. 12th, 2013 12:03 am (UTC)
Poor Ronon, but it's pretty hilarious. :D
Feb. 12th, 2013 02:34 am (UTC)
Yeah... Ronon is feeling bad with himself at the moment. :)
Feb. 12th, 2013 12:05 am (UTC)
LOL Next fic needs to be Ronon's reaction to seeing John again. ;)
Feb. 12th, 2013 02:34 am (UTC)
Guess that's what March prompts will be for if someone so choses. :)
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