Stargate Atlantis/House Crossover
May. 3rd, 2006 08:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aricadavidsonThis is a teaser! More soon! But let me know what you think!
Their first meeting had been strange and what followed even stranger. John Sheppard hadn’t seen any of it coming… nor was it a situation that was easily predictable. He’d flown back from Pegasus to do several things: his debriefing with the SGC was the first and by most perspectives the most important, but after that, he’d decided to make a few visits personally… to the families of those who had died under his command. One of those names led him to a visit to New Jersey – Princeton-Plainsboro to be exact. He’d met with the family, having to ride that thin line of being too emotional and being too stoic as well as the line between giving out too much information and satisfying the family’s grief and curiosity. Everything had been moving along just fine until he left, getting back on the interstate on his way back to the base he’d teleported into and promptly ending up being forced off the road in a car crash, without a memory of his past.
"He’s waking up," a voice said. "Maybe he can give us some identifying information."
He started awake, trying to ignore the pain from his leg. “Where the hell am I and who the hell are you?”
"Relax," a female voice instructed and she moved to his side, wearing doctor’s white. "I’m Dr. Lisa Cuddy. You’re going to be alright. You had a nasty car accident; looks like someone ran you off the road. Can you tell us your name? The police couldn’t find any identifying information in your vehicle."
"Of course..." he started, suddenly pausing. "I... can’t remember."
"That’s not unexpected. You have a pretty serious concussion. Give it some time and it should come back to you." She gently but firmly pushed him back down onto the bed.
"Why Cuddy, I’m shocked!" a snarky voice echoed through the room. "Fraternizing with patients now… isn’t that just bad business?"
Cuddy rolled her eyes and glared at him, not replying until she’d stepped outside the room. "I’m sick of your attitude House. You’ve cost this hospital a lot and you are damn sure going to pull your weight around here. And I assure you, you don’t want to get me started on what you’ve put your poor patients through." Cuddy then stalked back into the room, leaving House to contemplate the meaning of her words, not that he really cared one way or the other.
"Is he a doctor too?" her patient asked curiously. "Horrible bedside manner."
"Tell me about it," Cuddy replied, smiling. "Don’t pay any attention to him. You’re going to be alright. Just rest and I’ll be back a little later."
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kara_muse soon, I hope. Sheppard/Cuddy 50 sentences will also be posted over there shortly.
And if anyone can make me a Sheppard/Cuddy icon I would be forever happy!
Their first meeting had been strange and what followed even stranger. John Sheppard hadn’t seen any of it coming… nor was it a situation that was easily predictable. He’d flown back from Pegasus to do several things: his debriefing with the SGC was the first and by most perspectives the most important, but after that, he’d decided to make a few visits personally… to the families of those who had died under his command. One of those names led him to a visit to New Jersey – Princeton-Plainsboro to be exact. He’d met with the family, having to ride that thin line of being too emotional and being too stoic as well as the line between giving out too much information and satisfying the family’s grief and curiosity. Everything had been moving along just fine until he left, getting back on the interstate on his way back to the base he’d teleported into and promptly ending up being forced off the road in a car crash, without a memory of his past.
"He’s waking up," a voice said. "Maybe he can give us some identifying information."
He started awake, trying to ignore the pain from his leg. “Where the hell am I and who the hell are you?”
"Relax," a female voice instructed and she moved to his side, wearing doctor’s white. "I’m Dr. Lisa Cuddy. You’re going to be alright. You had a nasty car accident; looks like someone ran you off the road. Can you tell us your name? The police couldn’t find any identifying information in your vehicle."
"Of course..." he started, suddenly pausing. "I... can’t remember."
"That’s not unexpected. You have a pretty serious concussion. Give it some time and it should come back to you." She gently but firmly pushed him back down onto the bed.
"Why Cuddy, I’m shocked!" a snarky voice echoed through the room. "Fraternizing with patients now… isn’t that just bad business?"
Cuddy rolled her eyes and glared at him, not replying until she’d stepped outside the room. "I’m sick of your attitude House. You’ve cost this hospital a lot and you are damn sure going to pull your weight around here. And I assure you, you don’t want to get me started on what you’ve put your poor patients through." Cuddy then stalked back into the room, leaving House to contemplate the meaning of her words, not that he really cared one way or the other.
"Is he a doctor too?" her patient asked curiously. "Horrible bedside manner."
"Tell me about it," Cuddy replied, smiling. "Don’t pay any attention to him. You’re going to be alright. Just rest and I’ll be back a little later."
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Find the rest over at
kara_muse soon, I hope. Sheppard/Cuddy 50 sentences will also be posted over there shortly.And if anyone can make me a Sheppard/Cuddy icon I would be forever happy!
