The Enterprise's first mission under the (official) captaincy of James T. Kirk.

Summary: War and peace, ebb and flow, love and loss, damned duty and dearest enemies, end and begin and come around again. When the Stargate Program goes public, old loyalties are set against new ambitions for the Atlantis team.

I will readily admit that I am not at my best in high summer. I never am, unfortunately. It hurts me deeply to recall, however, just how far beneath myself I managed to sink in the summer of 1891.

Post-apocalyptic futurefic. The late summer sun is high over the base today, hot and intense. Kris tilts his face up and closes his eyes, pretending the hunters got fresh meat today, and that there are rain clouds on the horizon that'll sift cool, clear water down on all their sweaty heads. Everybody has their happy place these days, but Kris tries to make his attainable. There's no point in wishing the last five years never happened, because they did.

by ishie (LJ | e-mail | comment)
Classic Who | PG | Ian/Barbara | 26,000 words
Ian and Barbara, before and after the Doctor

"I'll kill him and then maybe I'll keep... ungh. You. You're quite the oddity, Dr. McKay."

"I think it's time you told me why the bloody hell you have Lee and Zelenka's missing SX-7 on your bed."

YOU MUST READ THIS. I offer no other option. Read.

17.5: a love story: He had never in his life thought that another guy had a pretty mouth; he wasn’t going to start now.

Schisms: While investigating a case with Ray, Fraser finds himself beset by disturbing dreams.

Love and Hate: For the first time in months, Ren had thought of Ray and Fraser, and hadn't felt even the slightest twinge of jealousy for what they had. (F/K, and Welsh/Turnbull)

Turning: There is no reason why I should keep dreaming about my mother dying in such a horrible fashion, but that doesn't change the fact that I've had this dream, off and on, for as long as I can remember. (counselling!fic)

Like A House On Fire: Zoltan Motherwell copycat kid

For a moment it simply burned. His father was taking Ray's side in the matter. Assuming Ray was right, that he didn't trust him. Assuming he was the problem. Well, he wasn't. He trusted Ray. He did. He . . .

He was protesting too much.

At The Hour When We Are Trembling: Post S2/S9 apocafic. The Wraith make it to Earth, and John and Daniel are left to pick up the pieces. Title is from Eliot's "The Hollow Men".

The first time John thought Rodney was sexy, he'd just suffered a blow to the head, so he didn't give it much thought, afterwards, Rodney's anxious face, the abrupt downward curves of his mouth, his shoulders, his hand brushing John's cheek...

True North: Maggie Mackenzie unwittingly reveals Fraser's deepest secret.

After the Nile: The cold winter months provide a direct connection from Inuvik to Aklavik and Tuktoyaktuk which otherwise doesn't exist. (approximately January-April)

And All We Have

All Falls Down

Aegis

Enduring Distance: When my father asked me if I'd take in Holloway Muldoon, I said yes. Yes, of course, Dad. Most certainly. Delighted, in fact. If there was one perpetrator I wanted to see brought to justice, it was Mr. Holloway Muldoon.

Kowalski Is Bleeding: "Mr. Archer wants to meet you at the orchard."