sga: for better or for worse
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cottontailsTitle: For Better or For Worse
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Character(s): John Sheppard, Richard Woolsey, Elsa Gutierrez (OFC)
Pairing(s): John Sheppard/OFC
Word Count: 500
Age Rating: G
Disclaimer: Stargate and it's characters do not belong to me. If they did, the franchise would still be alive.
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stargateland theme week, day three prompt, 18- SGA, Richard Woolsey & Sheppard, it'll be a loooong night.
“You married her Colonel,” Woolsey reminded the man that was presently using his office as his latest hideout.
“I know, but she wasn't that – that crazy!” Sheppard replied as he sat up just enough to peek over the desk to see if his very pregnant wife was still in the control room. “And you better believe that I'm having Beckett give me a vasectomy. I cannot go through this again!”
Richard rolled his eyes as he tried to continue to get some of his work done so that he did not have to worry about it later. “Through better and for worse, in sickness and in health--”
“Nothing in those damn vows said anything about psychotic rampages and insatiable appetites for...” John cut him off then grew red in the face about being uncomfortable with discussing his sex life with his wife.
“I see. Perhaps Mister Dex would be willing to let you stay with him?” the bald man asked as he read another requisition request from McKay.
“Tried,” he grunted and fell back down against the desk after seeing Elsa still talking to Chuck. “Went there first. He laughed at me and said no. Evidently he been threatened with very large needles. Same with Rodney. And she and Teyla are like best friends so I can't ask for help from her.”
Chuckling, Richard shook his head and glanced up just as the woman in question started making her way towards him. “Brace yourself Colonel,” he muttered standing up to greet the young doctor.
“Mr. Woolsey? Have you seen John?” Elsa's voice sang out making John try to hide more under the desk.
“Colonel Sheppard? Ahh, he was here earlier but said something about the Jumpers needing some work. Have you tried seeing if he might be in the bay?” he suggested with an abnormally stiff back, even for him.
Elsa narrowed her eyes as she studied the man carefully. Lowering her eyes, she eyed the open area beneath the desk and sure enough, she caught sight of John's boots. “Right. I'll go look but if you hear from him, tell him I expect to see him before I go to bed tonight – or else.”
She turned and walked out, leaving John to collapse fully on the floor. He looked up at Woolsey grateful. “Thanks for trying,” he sighed.
“Do not ever put me in that position again Colonel Sheppard. Now I do not want to know what you intend on doing, but you need to handle this problem and soon.”
“Yes sir. I will, promise,” John said. Carefully he made his way out of the office to find his next hiding place mumbling, “This is going to be the longest night of my life...”
Woolsey sat back down and watched as his military commander, who went up against countless Wraith queens and could not manage his pregnant wife. Shaking his head he sighed as he started on the next report knowing he would likely receive another visit from one or the other in that relationship soon enough. “It will be a very eventful evening at least,” he said aloud to himself smiling.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Character(s): John Sheppard, Richard Woolsey, Elsa Gutierrez (OFC)
Pairing(s): John Sheppard/OFC
Word Count: 500
Age Rating: G
Disclaimer: Stargate and it's characters do not belong to me. If they did, the franchise would still be alive.
Summary: Written for
stargateland theme week, day three prompt, 18- SGA, Richard Woolsey & Sheppard, it'll be a loooong night.“You married her Colonel,” Woolsey reminded the man that was presently using his office as his latest hideout.
“I know, but she wasn't that – that crazy!” Sheppard replied as he sat up just enough to peek over the desk to see if his very pregnant wife was still in the control room. “And you better believe that I'm having Beckett give me a vasectomy. I cannot go through this again!”
Richard rolled his eyes as he tried to continue to get some of his work done so that he did not have to worry about it later. “Through better and for worse, in sickness and in health--”
“Nothing in those damn vows said anything about psychotic rampages and insatiable appetites for...” John cut him off then grew red in the face about being uncomfortable with discussing his sex life with his wife.
“I see. Perhaps Mister Dex would be willing to let you stay with him?” the bald man asked as he read another requisition request from McKay.
“Tried,” he grunted and fell back down against the desk after seeing Elsa still talking to Chuck. “Went there first. He laughed at me and said no. Evidently he been threatened with very large needles. Same with Rodney. And she and Teyla are like best friends so I can't ask for help from her.”
Chuckling, Richard shook his head and glanced up just as the woman in question started making her way towards him. “Brace yourself Colonel,” he muttered standing up to greet the young doctor.
“Mr. Woolsey? Have you seen John?” Elsa's voice sang out making John try to hide more under the desk.
“Colonel Sheppard? Ahh, he was here earlier but said something about the Jumpers needing some work. Have you tried seeing if he might be in the bay?” he suggested with an abnormally stiff back, even for him.
Elsa narrowed her eyes as she studied the man carefully. Lowering her eyes, she eyed the open area beneath the desk and sure enough, she caught sight of John's boots. “Right. I'll go look but if you hear from him, tell him I expect to see him before I go to bed tonight – or else.”
She turned and walked out, leaving John to collapse fully on the floor. He looked up at Woolsey grateful. “Thanks for trying,” he sighed.
“Do not ever put me in that position again Colonel Sheppard. Now I do not want to know what you intend on doing, but you need to handle this problem and soon.”
“Yes sir. I will, promise,” John said. Carefully he made his way out of the office to find his next hiding place mumbling, “This is going to be the longest night of my life...”
Woolsey sat back down and watched as his military commander, who went up against countless Wraith queens and could not manage his pregnant wife. Shaking his head he sighed as he started on the next report knowing he would likely receive another visit from one or the other in that relationship soon enough. “It will be a very eventful evening at least,” he said aloud to himself smiling.
