Fic: Come In From The Rain - [prompt-Rain]
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Title: Come In From The Rain
Author: Rubygirl29
Rating: G
Pairing: Ronon, John.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. It makes me sad.
Summary: Following the events of Reunion, Ronon wonders if he has a place to go.
John found Ronon on the East pier. He should have joined them at their usual table in the mess. Before that, he should have met John in the gym for some sparring. Instead, he had vanished.
He wasn't difficult to track, not with the technology on Atlantis. Lorne had asked if he should bring him back inside the city, but John had declined. Instead, he came out here, alone, hoping to persuade Ronon that he wasn't holding him to blame for what had happened with Tyre and the other Satedans. He didn't know if Ronon was up to listening, however. Self-flagellation seemed to be a Satedan characteristic.
The new planet they were on was different than the one they had come from. It had actual seasons, and this one was obviously the rainy season. John turned the collar of his shirt up against the drizzle and headed towards the pier.
Ronon was sitting on the damp stones, his head bowed, as if the weight of the world bent them down. He had to be feeling the chill. John stepped forward. "Hey, buddy. It's raining, you know."
"So?" He didn't look up. "I won't melt."
"No, but you might want to come in before you get pneumonia."
"I'm fine,"
John should have known this wouldn't be easy. "I'm not angry. I don't feel like you betrayed Atlantis or me."
"Carter does."
"Carter doesn't know you like I do." He cautiously set a hand on Ronon's shoulder. The skin was cold. "You need to come in." To his shock, the body beneath his hand shuddered. He sank down next to Ronon. He couldn't tell the difference between the rain and tears, if there was any. He couldn't tell the difference between guilt and pain. What he could see was exhaustion, cold, loneliness.
"Come in from the rain. Get some soup. Get some rest."
Silence. "I don't know how to do this." His voice was a rasp that made Sheppard wince.
He stood up held out his hand. "Just follow my lead. I've been there." A desert in Afghanistan, censure, isolation. It wasn't a lie,.
Ronon looked at that outstretched hand. He hesitated. Then reached up tentatively. Before he could change his mind, John's fingers closed over his forearm pulling him to his feet.
"I could eat," Ronon admitted.
"Then we'll start with that," John said. "And go from there."
The End
Author: Rubygirl29
Rating: G
Pairing: Ronon, John.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. It makes me sad.
Summary: Following the events of Reunion, Ronon wonders if he has a place to go.
John found Ronon on the East pier. He should have joined them at their usual table in the mess. Before that, he should have met John in the gym for some sparring. Instead, he had vanished.
He wasn't difficult to track, not with the technology on Atlantis. Lorne had asked if he should bring him back inside the city, but John had declined. Instead, he came out here, alone, hoping to persuade Ronon that he wasn't holding him to blame for what had happened with Tyre and the other Satedans. He didn't know if Ronon was up to listening, however. Self-flagellation seemed to be a Satedan characteristic.
The new planet they were on was different than the one they had come from. It had actual seasons, and this one was obviously the rainy season. John turned the collar of his shirt up against the drizzle and headed towards the pier.
Ronon was sitting on the damp stones, his head bowed, as if the weight of the world bent them down. He had to be feeling the chill. John stepped forward. "Hey, buddy. It's raining, you know."
"So?" He didn't look up. "I won't melt."
"No, but you might want to come in before you get pneumonia."
"I'm fine,"
John should have known this wouldn't be easy. "I'm not angry. I don't feel like you betrayed Atlantis or me."
"Carter does."
"Carter doesn't know you like I do." He cautiously set a hand on Ronon's shoulder. The skin was cold. "You need to come in." To his shock, the body beneath his hand shuddered. He sank down next to Ronon. He couldn't tell the difference between the rain and tears, if there was any. He couldn't tell the difference between guilt and pain. What he could see was exhaustion, cold, loneliness.
"Come in from the rain. Get some soup. Get some rest."
Silence. "I don't know how to do this." His voice was a rasp that made Sheppard wince.
He stood up held out his hand. "Just follow my lead. I've been there." A desert in Afghanistan, censure, isolation. It wasn't a lie,.
Ronon looked at that outstretched hand. He hesitated. Then reached up tentatively. Before he could change his mind, John's fingers closed over his forearm pulling him to his feet.
"I could eat," Ronon admitted.
"Then we'll start with that," John said. "And go from there."
The End
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Date: 2011-06-10 04:24 am (UTC)Edited because it's late and I can't type!)
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Date: 2011-06-10 06:56 pm (UTC)Nice job!
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Date: 2011-06-11 12:06 am (UTC)I love the bond Sheppard and Ronon have developed, so it is entirely believable Sheppard would be there for Ronon in a way that was totally supportive without being suffocating.........
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Date: 2011-06-11 07:28 pm (UTC)and BTW I don't like it either
:-)
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Date: 2011-06-11 05:17 pm (UTC)I can feel Ronon's pain and confusion and I love John being there and offering a hand...
Thank you!
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