The Home Front

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The Home Front
Keira Marcos
Series: What Might Have Been
Series Order: Pre-series Interlude
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,374

Summary: John Sheppard comes home.

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The Pegasus galaxy should’ve been the death of me. She certainly tried hard enough to do the deed in the time that I was there. A year and a half on the city of the Ancients hadn’t changed me as much as some people like to assume. The experience of living on Atlantis hadn’t made me a different man—no more than it had the scientists and Marines I was able to bring home with me. I knew it pointless and disrespectful to hide the man I am after suffering so much and losing so many. The people we buried in Pegasus—they’d earned honesty from me with their blood.

So, returning to Earth in failure only to be promoted to Jack O’Neill’s 2IC hadn’t changed me—it’d just made it easier to stay. I’d really thought I’d be shuttled off to a nowhere base and had resolved myself to riding out the years I had left until I could retire. It wasn’t an unpleasant surprise to be wrong—to see that the people of the SGC didn’t see the Atlantis mission as a failure. Jack O’Neill didn’t hold the losses against me—not like I did. I blamed myself for the deaths of every single member of our expedition and it had all started when I’d failed to rescue Marshall Sumner.

I shuddered against the stream of hot water pouring over my head and closed my eyes. Two hours of PT with the Marines had settled down my body, gotten rid of the excess energy that had come with the genetic changes wrought by alien DNA that couldn’t be separated from my own.

In that respect, people could say that Pegasus changed me—fundamentally. Those that did know the particulars of my genetic modification kept the information sacred—not so much because they weren’t curious themselves but maybe because they understood how innately dangerous such information could be in the wrong hands.

After Jennifer and Carson had successfully returned me to normal—my biggest concern had been being recalled to Earth for testing at Area 51. I still worry about it a little—worry that Jack O’Neill won’t always be around to shield me and protect others. I know, deep down, that I’d never submit to testing—they would have to kill me and I couldn’t even imagine how many of them I could kill before they succeeded.

“Colonel Sheppard?”

I lifted my head and glanced towards Cameron Mitchell. It was hard not to respond to him physically after the night he’d given me earlier in the week. The man had rocked my world but now things were different—he was under my command and I didn’t fuck around with the men who had to follow my orders in the field. “Mitchell.”

“Are you alright?”

I nodded. “Yes, just thinking about getting off base and finding some place to settle in for a while.”

“Try McKay’s—used to be O’Malley’s but Rodney McKay bought it a few months back. Great food, the drinks aren’t watered down, and if you’re lucky McKay will be behind the bar being an asshole to people. I think locals go there just be verbally abused by him.”

I nodded. “Yeah, sounds good.”

McKay. Christ. I turned off my shower and hastily wrapped a towel around my waist. The last thing I needed to do was think about Rodney McKay in front of a platoon of Marines and Cameron Mitchell. I dried off and dressed quickly—throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that had seen better days. I hadn’t had time to replenish my civilian clothes since returning to Earth but I had forty-eight hours of down time coming. I’d rather fight the Ori that go shopping but we all have our weaknesses.

Back in my quarters, I allowed myself to think about Dr. Rodney McKay. It wasn’t like he hadn’t starred in a few x-rated fantasies of mine in the last year or so—ever since I met him all too briefly in Antarctica. He’d been slotted to go on the Atlantis mission but a family problem had taken him out of the game early on. So early that I barely even got to meet him before he was gone and I was left with Radek Zelenka and Peter Grodin in the Ancient outpost. Grodin had ended up being the Chief Scientist on the mission. I winced as I thought about him—relegated to a wheelchair. He’d lost his legs six months ago in an accident off world. I knew that the SGC had found work for him at the Ancient outpost but wondered how a man so active could be satisfied with that.

McKay had been a vibrant and vivid force of nature—cutting a path through the scientists at the outpost to get to me so viciously that I think some of the might have been left crying in his wake. Sitting in the chair hadn’t been my brightest move and to this day, I can’t really explain why I did it. I just felt like I had no choice—the thing wanted me to sit in it. Later I would learn that after I sat in it—it wouldn’t respond to anyone else. Something no one bothered to test until after I was gone on the Atlantis mission. I have to think they wouldn’t have let me leave Earth if they’d known.

McKay had been the Chief Scientist for the SGC when I’d left but now he worked part time and apparently owned a bar. It had been a disappointment when he hadn’t appeared in any of the debriefings but I hadn’t felt like I should ask about him. I knew the new president intended on changing the rules about gays serving but that didn’t mean I could just announce my silly and inappropriate man-crush on McKay my first week home.

After we’d reestablished contact with Earth—McKay’s emails had started to appear whenever we had a databurst. I only received two or three myself but I’d read most of the ones he’d sent to Grodin and Zelenka due to how each email eventually impacted our entire mission. Zelenka more often than not would enter a room with the words “Rodney says” at the front of his conversation for days after a new databurst.

Grodin hadn’t tolerated what he referred to as McKay’s “meddling” well at all but the Earth-bound scientist’s advice often proved accurate. That hadn’t done a great deal to endear McKay to anyone on Atlantis except for maybe me. I liked that even though he wasn’t on Atlantis that he appeared to care about her just as much as I did.

In fact, the third and last email I ever received from him was in response to the video tour I had Aidan Ford help me make of the city for McKay’s benefit. The brief email had contained only four words but it had been like a punch in a gut for me—“Thank you so much.” I got the feeling that McKay didn’t say thank you often—to just about anyone. I’d kept the email for about a month before my ridiculous teenage girlness started to embarrass me and I deleted it.

Thirty minutes after my shower, I found myself pulling into the parking lot of McKay’s Place. I smirked a little—not entirely surprised that the man had slapped his name across the bar that had been an institution in Colorado Springs for three decades. From the crowd of cars in the parking lot, it didn’t look like the locals had been all that upset about the name change.

It wasn’t until I was sliding up onto a stool at the bar that I actually saw McKay. He was wearing a pair of ass-hugging jeans and a faded Van Halen t-shirt was stretched over his broad shoulders. I figured I was in all kinds of fucking trouble on the McKay front. His gorgeous blue eyes settled on me and he tilted his head slightly as if to study me. I watched recognition settle on his face, followed closely by a flash of emotion that looked a hell of a lot like guilt. I’d seen that look a lot on the people from the SGC and it was more comforting than I expected it to be. The Atlantis Expedition had never been supported by the IOA and the people at the SGC hadn’t been able to do much to alleviate our problems. The guilt was kind of misplaced in my opinion but I appreciated it nonetheless.

“Colonel Sheppard.” McKay put a bottle on the bar in front of me. “Your favorite beer.”

I quirked an eyebrow at him and eyed the label. “Never had it.”

“Let me rephrase—your new favorite beer.” McKay nudged it my way. “Trust me.”

I exhaled sharply and curled my hand around the Molson bottle. I did trust him and it was the damnedest thing. I barely even knew the man and yet sitting at the bar in front of him drinking a beer I finally started to feel like I’d come home. I nodded and swallowed. “Okay, so my favorite beer.”

McKay quirked his crooked mouth at me and my cock got hard against the zipper of my jeans. The man was damned lucky I had some self-control or I might have just crawled across the bar right that very second. “I’m right 99.9% of the time, Colonel.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Colonel, huh?” The guy on the stool next to me, swayed in my direction. “Air Force I bet—probably don’t let pretty motherfuckers like you in the Marines.”

“Benson.” McKay reached out and slapped his hand over the man’s on the bar. “You’ve had enough. Go talk to Charlie at the door about a cab.”

“Come on, McKay.” The man whined and pulled his hand free. He smirked in my direction and I resisted the urge to punch him in the face. “Let Killer here buy me a drink. After all, I pay his salary with my taxes.”

It wasn’t the first time I’d been called a killer but it was the first time it’d been done so casually. It hurt and that was stupid. McKay let out a shrill whistle and two guys the size of mountains came running. “Charlie, take Benson out of here. Put him in a cab and he’s not allowed back in.”

“How long on the ban?” Charlie asked as he hustled the man named Benson off the stool.

“He never gets to come back,” McKay snapped and glared at Benson when he started to speak. “Don’t say a fucking word—just go.”

I watched McKay move away from me—filling other orders and maneuvering around a lithe young man he had working behind the bar with him. All too soon, McKay was back with a plate of food I hadn’t ordered.

“You always decide what your customers want to eat, McKay?”

“Turkey sandwich.” He prodded the plate towards me. “Fries. Don’t even pretend you don’t want it, Colonel.”

I laughed and plucked up a fry. “Is this place always crowded like this on Thursdays?”

“Started with the basketball season.” He motioned around the room as if to point out the five large screens he had mounted on the wall. “I usually only have bouncers on Fridays and Saturday nights but I had Charlie and his brother start coming in on Thursday last month.”

“Any of my Marines get out of hand with you?”

“Sometimes but never so much that I have to call the police or anything.” McKay leaned on the bar and looked over my face in that shrewd way he had when we’d met in Antarctica. “You’re sleeping for shit. Miss the ocean or the hum of ancient things?”

I flushed. “I’m not entirely sure actually.”

“Try borrowing a device from Zelenka and leaving it in your quarters,” McKay offered. “And buy one of those ocean sounds CDs to play on your computer.”

“I’d rather learn to live without it.”

McKay lifted one eyebrow and frowned a little. “Punish yourself a lot, Colonel?”

I felt my face heat. “It’s best to get used to what you can’t have, Doctor.”

He nodded, a sad smile drifting over his mouth. “Yeah, okay. I get that.”

Rodney might as well have punched me in the gut in that moment—because that sad little smile was life altering. I’d been deluding myself for over a year—trying to convince myself that my instant attraction to McKay was nothing more than sex. The sex was there—I wanted nothing more in my life the way I wanted to take McKay down on a flat surface and push my cock into his tight ass. But, it was also more and I was in so much trouble.  It would be months before the new regulations passed and I wasn’t going to ask McKay to be a dirty secret.

I concentrated on my food for a few minutes and when I was finished with the sandwich, McKay magically reappeared with a glass of water. I accepted the water with a quirked eyebrow.

“You don’t look the type to get drunk, Colonel.”

I nodded and fished around in my fries for an extra crunchy one. “Thanks, McKay.”

Watching him work was interesting—Rodney had snide things to say to most of his customers and his staff yet they all just seemed to take him in with the kind of indulgence I hadn’t figured a man like him could inspire. Another ten minutes passed and McKay returned with a piece of pecan pie.

“Oh come on.” I inclined my head. “How did you know this is my favorite?”

“I’m a genius, Colonel,” McKay announced with a small glare as if I should already be aware of that fact. “And I can read—it was the only thing you personally added to the supply list when you were out there.”

“Right.” I picked up the fork he supplied and exhaled sharply. “You should call me John.”

McKay nodded and reached out—he settled one hand loosely my arm. His blunt, strong fingers wrapped gently around my wrist. “Welcome home, John.”

Keira Marcos

In my spare time, I write fanfiction and lead a cult of cock worshippers on the Internet. It's not the usual kind of hobby for a 40ish "domestic engineer" but we live in a modern world and I like fucking with people's expectations.


  1. :squeals in joy: This is just awesome and lovely and full of win! /

  2. >8) <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

  3. Congratulations on 1,000,000 words!
    Wonderful as always. I love seeing stuff from the WMHB-verse. It’s so sad and lovely all at the same time.

  4. The must simple way to fall in love with them again and again.

    Respect Queen, it’s wonderful.

  5. Ohhhh. Love it 😀

  6. Oh that was lovely. Its always a joy to see an installment from this fic.

  7. Words cannot adequately express how much I loved this. Oh my. I love WMHB beyond the telling of it, so more of it is just awesome. Thank-you so much for this!!


  8. My day just got a whole lot better – loved this! 😀

  9. Congrats on reaching 1 million words! And thank you for writing such an awesome story to get it!

  10. Aaawwww. That was so lovely. Thank you.

  11. Loved it! And congrats on the 1 million word!

  12. Oh wow. This? This is what I wanted to see when I thought of that. Rodney finding some way to welcome John home. And damn, he did. Even if there was no sex, there was a hell of a lotta longing going on there.

    Thanks. It is beautiful.


  13. Thank you so much for yet another fabulous story! And congrats on reaching 1,000,000 words! 😀 I loved getting more details on their return from Atlantis, or anything in this universe really. And it was oddly cute seeing John in denial over his feelings for Rodney.

  14. Yeah, this is pretty much the soothing ‘make me feel better’ virtual triple fudge chocolate cake that I needed today.

    Thoughtful, aching with a hint of hope, so clearly tied to the men we meet in the first story of the main series. LOL that McKay’s bar used to be O’Malleys. Love that Rodney responds immediately by banning that drunk jerk, knowing that one word hurt John (would hurt any true soldier). Lovely.

  15. Wowcthis is a brilliant end to a stressful day of exams, this has made me all happy XD
    muchas gracias señorita

  16. Oh, so sweet! Thank you! And a huge CONGRATULATIONS! 😀 Thank you for a million words that have made my life better. And here’s to the next million! *raises a glass in your honour* *breaks out the ice cream*

  17. <3 REALLY looking forward to Ring of Fire now.

  18. This was just fantastic! Thank you so much for sharing John’s thoughts on his first encounter with Rodney when he returned to earth.


  19. Nice really nice. Congrats with the million.
    Luv K

  20. I Loved it! Very nicely written. It’s very nice to get these little glimpses into the backstory of WMHB.

    Congrats on reaching 1,000,000 words. And thank you for taking the time to write 1 million words of fan fiction, and to post it here to share with everyone. Thank you for the many hours of entertainment I’ve had reading your work.

  21. Congrats on the 1.000.000! And with a wonderful story too.

  22. This was great.

    just… Wasn’t Radek also stuck at the SGC & didn’t go to Atlantis?

    • Radek went out with the Daedalus, stayed for a few months, and then returned to Earth on O’Neill’s orders. He did want to stay but wasn’t allowed because O’Neill wanted him on Earth due to the Ori threat. Since he’s barely mentioned in the entire series and only has three or four scenes it just didn’t seem that important to explain in this particular fic.

  23. Beautiful, just beautiful

    I love You. You make my day, my week, my year.
    I want to have a bromance with you 😉

  24. *squee*

    we love you for writing this.


    A look at Rodney and John’s first meeting when he returns from Atlantis!
    Double Thank You. 🙂

  26. Wow. Very nice.

  27. A little slice of heaven, just like pecan pie.

  28. How very lovely and strong and hopeful, perfect for breaking the million! Congratulations for that!! I’m e-mailing you my very short celebratory fic/thank you. 🙂

  29. So much love!!!! That was wonderful, thank you so much!!

  30. A million thank yous are not enough to equal the enjoyment your million words have brought.

  31. Squee!!!

  32. This made me a bit teary eyed. I can almost taste John’s battle fatigue; it imbues every moment of this. And a tantalizing little tidbit about the outpost and John’s connection to it! Maybe I’m just forgetting, but I don’t remember that point being made in any of the other parts and it definitely has repercussions for the return trip to Atlantis. The intrigue and drama of it all!

    In all, this is Lovely as always. And congrats on reaching one million words!

  33. *dies of fannish joy*

    So awesome and Congrats on 1,000,000 words. You’re the BEST EVER!!!

  34. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE! No brain today but love it to bits

  35. That was quite nice! I’d have X-rated dreams too if McKay showed up in tight jeans and a faded Van Halen t-shirt. Seriously.

  36. Love it. Congrats on the one million words.

  37. witch in winter

    Thanks, it is your usual inspired writing…and a good addition to this series.

  38. This John always breaks my heart a little bit, but he’s my second favorite on the site. BDSM John wins first place, but I wait eagerly for both… all… every cast member in every story really. Rodney kicking ass for disrespect is very cool too.

    Congratulations over your word victory. It’s an awesome accomplishment to achieve and hope you stick around for a million more!

  39. Thank you, that was beautiful. I still can’t wait until they get to Atlantis though. I am being impaitent, sorry for that. I am enjoying the whole story. WW.

  40. In the series I always felt like they were never able to fully portray the proper amount of angst that would be inspired by a situation like that, and yet you do it so perfectly.

    Congratulations on the million.

  41. Awasome… i like it so much…

  42. This is wonderful and I love that John is abso-smurfly smitten right off the bat.

  43. I’m about to go to dinner with my mother and sister and, just for kicks, I click refresh first and I see there’s an update. Ahhh…

  44. Congratz Keira,

    This was so awesome to sneak a peak into John’s head. I love it, I LOVE you and I love FanArt_Series for always making the coolest art.

  45. THANK YOU! I was so sad when this one lost the poll; as much as I love Matthew and smuttiness, I SO wanted to know how this happened. And it’s even more full of win than I expected. Thank you thank you thankyou!

  46. That is just poetic justice, John is your millionth word. This story is so excellent, a great prelude to the series. I just love your writing. I will go wallow now, grins. -SB
    <3, <3, <3

  47. i chose this one because you really do understand john sheppard and this proves it one hunderd times over!you do his speech and thought so bloody brilliantly.
    this story was wonderful and just adds to the feast of ‘what might have been’
    thank you ,thank you, thank you
    more please!!!!!

  48. Thank you for that lovely extra bit of WMHB love. I just adore how even at the beginning Rodney was looking out for John. 🙂

  49. WOW! 1,000,000 words and I know you have lots more where that came from. You just amaze me with your creativity and imagination!

    This was a lovely interlude, so full of feeling. Thanks, as always, for sharing your wonderful talent with the rest of us so generously. 😀

  50. OMG!!! That was so sweet and romantic. It was perfect!!! Thank you so much for doing this one as well!

  51. Dinner was awful, but I come home and look. Not only is there a new Keira to read, there’s another update with a fan contribution I hadn’t read yet, I feel wealthy tonight.

  52. *flails*

    This is so incredibly awesome that I can’t even begin to articulate it.

    *fangirling wildly*

  53. You are a goddess among women! *bows in prostration*

    I just love every single thing you’ve written and this is no exception. You really can feel John’s pain and longing in this, how he feels repsonisble for losing Atlantis and those who died and how McKay just seems to be able to give John the solace he needs. This is a beautiful start to their future relationship:-)

  54. That was beautiful. What a gorgeous way to lead in to one of my favorite series! I love John’s realization of just how much trouble he’s in with relation to Rodney. And Rodney! The normally people-oblivious Rodney being able to read John well enough even this early to be able to know what he needs just warms my heart! What a perfect way to hit one million words!

    Thank you, my dear, for the truly delightful journey you’ve taken us all on.

    Until next time…

  55. awwww sooo sweet!!

  56. Congratulations on 1,000,000 words! And what wonderful words they are. I love the sweetness of this how they both react to the other but are trying to hide it. I as always look forward to everything you will write in the future 🙂

  57. How awesome is this?! I just love how Rodney is taking care of John. After all he’s been through, he deserves to be coddled a little.

    I was just re-reading WMHB last night, so I have to ask about John shooting Sumner. I thought he didn’t get there in time? In ‘When You Say You Love Me’ part 4 — “John had come onto the scene too late to save Sumner and a part of him had always wondered if Greene had just let their CO die on purpose rather than try to save him or even put him out of his misery.” And later when he confronts and kills Greene–
    “I couldn’t save Sumner.”
    “You didn’t help him die with dignity either. You didn’t help him die like a man.” John pushed the blade into Greene’s shoulder and twisted it. “You let him die as food for a fucking Wraith. ”

    What ever happened, it doesn’t change how much I love this little scene between John and Rodney. I think it’s so cool that Cameron steered John toward the bar. “I think locals go there just to be verbally abused by him” Awesome!

  58. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
    WMHB!! YES I love it! Very happy to see this!
    I just loved it.
    What about when Rodney gives Teyla the Bar? Is there going to be a chapter on that? He can hold Quark up for protection.
    Okay I have to got reread this again!

  59. Wonderful and beautiful.
    Thank you.

  60. Perfect, so god-damned perfect I screamed.

  61. You completely made my day today. Thank you for writing such a wonderful story that put a smile on my face.

  62. Thank you for adding this to the WMHB universe. Loved it!

  63. Wow, that was just beautiful!

  64. Thank you is not enough to express how I feel about this fic. You have made a very long and bad day end much better than i had hoped it would. You are the BOMB!!

  65. That was wonderful.

  66. I love this interlude. Cam, Rodney and John all in one story, what more can a girl ask for. Congrats on a MILLION words!

  67. *happy sigh* just what I needed after a long, depressing day. It’s beautiful, the pain John still feels, the longing for Atlantis, the mention of how Rodney starred in a “few x-rated fantasies” (sure it was just a few, just like there’s just a few teaspoons of oil leaked into the gulf right now). Of how it was only after John acknowledged that it was more than just sexual desire that he felt as if he had come home, well just perfect. Thank you so very much for sharing this.

  68. Thank you thank you thank you! It’s my birthday (not that you were to know that) and this is by far the BEST of my presents today!!! Even your non-smutty writings are beautiful. But please please keep writing the smutty stuff too! 🙂

    And congratulations on reaching 1,000,000 words – all that effort and sharing with us is greatly appreciated!

  69. helengloucester

    Lord I’ve been so happy to get into work this week as every day there is an awesome update from the wonderful being that is you. Blowing you lots of kisses!
    Hugs, Hxx

  70. Oh.


    John and Rodney goodness.

    And One Million Words. Woohoooooo!!!!!!

  71. Congrats, a great achievement, and every damn one of those million words is worth reading more than once.

    Thank You!

  72. Yay! 1,000,000 words. congratulations. And thank you for explaining that DADT was in the process of being repealed and not actually gone when John got back. I always wondered why he waited so long to say anything to Rodney but not wanting to put him in the position of lying about their relationship makes perfect sense to me.

  73. Dear lady Keira,

    Oh! How I love those interludes of yours. Thank you a million ( hé!hé! ).

    The first person POV is interesting. It helps to get insight from the characters. I like that John feels early on love for Rodney and not only lust.

    I certainly hope we will have other interludes. What might have been was my first love , though I adore the other series specially Ties.

    Thanks again, Lise

  74. You just blew me away. I have been up since 9 am yesterday, so going on 21 hours awake, and I’m sitting here eating my croissant and fruit and trying not to spit coffee all over the computer when I see you’ve updated WMHB AGAIN and… sweet Jesus I love your work. You are amazing. You make my day so much better. I have to bit my lip not to flail and wake my boyfriend up with my squeals that would make dolphins wince. Congrats on a million words- I’m sure I’m not the only one who’ll reread it all again, over and over, and over. Oh, and your comment about the General in the cafe (naughty man- go home and behave! (or not, but hey…:)) those women- URGH! Some people can be so… intolerant. It makes me sad. But you? You make those people seem insignificant when you write such beautiful things. I think we need to canonize you. Not that I’m a good Catholic or anything (hah, there’s a joke, me and my lapsed religious tendencies) but you definitely deserve it. You are totally made of win.

  75. This was BRILL you always do such great work and leave me gasping for more. I would just like to thank you for the way you portray Mckay most go onabout how he is not as good looking as Sheppard which is crap but you always focus on what makes Mckay gorgeous, his BLUE EYES,his NEVER STILL HANDS,& THAT LOVERLY ARSE. CONGRATS ON MILLION’s to the next MILLION.

  76. That was fantastic. Love it. Thanks for sharing.

  77. yes yes yes perfect!

  78. Thanks for another wonderful story! Loved it!
    Congratulations on your amazing 1,000,000 words!

  79. So wonderful!!!

  80. can i say that what might have been series is one of my all time favourite mcshep fics. its just so much love.

  81. This is so sweet and kind of sad can’t wait to read Ring of Fire. Congrats on one million words and can’t wait to read the next million.

  82. Hey, just started reading this, so I will drop a nice review later since I love this series to bits and can’t imagine not loving this piece. However, the end of paragraph 2 you talk about John putting a bullet in Sumner’s head, however your canon for the series has Sumner being killed by the Wraith because it was Greene and not John who was there and Greene abandoned him.

    • I was so right, I loved this too. I wasn’t sure how I would like a story where they didn’t get together (even though I can just go read the part where they do!) but this was really perfect – sweet and painful at the same time. I loved how he and Rodney had this vast history and bond, and how clear it was that Rodney understood John and Atlantis, but they’d barely actually met. I think it would have been beyond heartbreaking if John hadn’t been able to come home, or Rodney to Atlantis. They’re so perfect for each other. I also liked how there was so much else just casually in there, like the guy who called John ‘Killer’, or the casual mention of Grodin (although I doubt it actually was casual!). Perfect.

      Congratulations on your first million, can’t wait for the next!

    • Actually– I fixed that earlier in the day when another person pointed out the error so you might want to refresh your page. I’m writing several large AUs at once– mistakes like that will surely happen.

      • It is sort of nice you have trouble keeping track also. I personally just try to go with the flow and skip any inconsistencies. Your writing, plots, characters and stories are just so great that sweating the small stuff is a waste of effort.

        I have reread each series at least once, but still have to go back and refresh myself. Just love, love, love the stories.


  83. Sweet. Thanks.

  84. your like the best drug dealer ever!!!

    you never water down my drugs!!!!

  85. 1,000,000 words OMG you are made of awesome! I am especially glad that the story you reached 1,000,000 with was part of WMHB as not only do I LOVE it but that was the first thing I ever read from you. It keeps me coming back to search for new stuff or re-read old favorite parts. But as much as I love your other stories, I have to say that the stand alone story Touching Secrets is also one of the best stories that I have ever read bar none. You have a great ability to flesh out your characters into people so real a reader feels that they can touch them. And your love feels real, as imperfect as we all are, we love each others imperfections all the more. John and Rodney, always yummy and imperfect in their own ways.

    Thank you for sharing your talent and beautiful passion with us.

  86. well damn… that was beautiful… sigh….

    and congrats on the one million word ‘John’ *G* *applause*

  87. Thank you for the great birthday present. I wasn’t expecting to find any new fic when I checked your website today. I was just looking to see if you had posted new art or anything. Instead I got new art AND new fic. Of course, now I have to go read the first chapter of WMHB since you wrote a prequel and then I’ll have to re-read thru to where Matt and Cam meet up since I didn’t get a chance to re-read that part after I read Beautiful Stranger. I know that I won’t be able to stop at that point so the rest of my weekend will be spent reading “Keira fic”. Thank you !!! It is a wonderful way to spend my weekend and forget all about job hunting.

  88. really, really enjoyed that

  89. That was absolutely amazing. Damn right Rodney is a genius at (nearly) everything, especially when it comes to reading John and anticipating his needs.
    Congratulations at reaching 1 million words, Keira. 😀

  90. Hmmm, I seem to have no brain some how I missed that with this fic that you made 1 million words and that the millionth word is John. Wayyyyy cool. (yep old hippie type). that is stupendous and outrageous and just plain nifty keen. Hugs!!

  91. *sigh* That’s all there is… just a happy content little.. *sigh*

  92. I pretty much mainlined the entire series in the last day or so and I was really happy to see their meeting each other again when John returned included. *bounce* I really hope that there will be more to the series, I would love to see them go to bring Atlantis home…especially Rodney and Sebastian’s reaction to her for the first time!

  93. no nitpicking, I promise!!! 🙂
    but I just reread WMHB and didn’t Jack say in one of the chapters (don’t remember which one, sorry), that by the time, the Atlantis mission was back in contact with earth, Rodney and Radek were too valuable to go to Atlantis, even though they both wanted to go???
    and here you wrote, that Radek was on Atlantis and ‘more often than not would enter a room with the words “Rodney says” at the front of his conversation for days after a new databurst.’.
    just confuses me.


  94. just read ur answer to omry’s comment who apparently had the same question. so you can delete my comment from before. sorry!! ^^

  95. Rereading this again, I love this series. It is one of the stories I read when nothing else sounds good. Thanks. 🙂

  96. What a strong finish. Besides that sequel of yours, I’ve finished this series and I’ve never been so pleased with a fanfic in all my life. Every chapter begs me to be reread it, even now. I just can’t express how great of an experience reading your fanfiction has been!

    My absolute favorite part about this entire series was that you addressed the foster care situation.You presented what could (and has) happened in foster care and what could be done to make it better. It was not only that bit, but how quickly John and Rodney adapted the role of parents to Sebastian. Actually, I just loved everything about this fic, but there’s no sense recounting a story back to its writer, now, is there?

  97. Wow. I had no idea this was here. (At least I don’t think I’ve read this before!)

    A lovely tale of the second meeting of J&R.

    You are a fantastic author and your characters are so real. I think you’ve spoilt me for other authors!

    Many thanks


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