SGA: "Lights"
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chasingkerouacTitle: Lights
Rating/Genre: G, Christmas
Fandom/Pairing: Stargate Atlantis, Carson Beckett/Laura Cadman
Length: 340 words
Exerpt: “Lights,” Laura had commented one night. “The thing I miss the most about this time of year is the lights.”
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15minuteficlets - Word #133 Challenge & fanfic100 092. Christmas (Table)
Carson Beckett was never big on Christmas. It's not that he had anything against the holiday, he just never celebrated it in the tinsel, popcorn strands, “Twas the Night Before Christmas” sort of way. That just wasn’t the way things were done back home. Home was… quieter.
Nothing had been quiet since he’d come to Atlantis.
Contrary to Carson, the mere mention of Christmas caused Laura Cadman to light up like one of those twinkling lawn reindeer that Carson had found so fascinating the one and only time he experienced the holiday in the States.
“Lights,” Laura had commented one night. “The thing I miss the most about this time of year is the lights.” She had laughed and told Carson of her father’s insistence at draping the entire façade of their home in thousands of twinkling white lights – except for the one year he’d personally twisted in and modified thousands of specifically colored lights for a Vegas themed Christmas spectacular yard show. And where he’d found two thousand pink lights to do a line of feather-topped showgirls, Laura explained with a wistful sigh, she had no idea.
It had taken Carson two weeks of begging and pleading and quite a bit of frustrated cursing at an inanimate object – although he was quite convinced Atlantis was anything but “inanimate” – but he’d done it. He led Laura into her quarters to give her what small gift he could muster in this city far away from home. “You wanted something festive,” he said.
Laura looked around, still slightly confused. “Something festive?” she asked. “I don’t think I understand.”
Carson closed his eyes and asked Atlantis to give him what they’d battled back and forth with for two weeks.
Laura gasped, followed by a squeal of delight as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered.
Every light that streamed into the room was now transformed into a barrage of small, colored pinpricks of light, twinkling as they’d done every year from her Christmas decorations back home.
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Word: festive
Word Count: 340
Rating/Genre: G, Christmas
Fandom/Pairing: Stargate Atlantis, Carson Beckett/Laura Cadman
Length: 340 words
Exerpt: “Lights,” Laura had commented one night. “The thing I miss the most about this time of year is the lights.”
Written for:
15minuteficlets - Word #133 Challenge & fanfic100 092. Christmas (Table)Carson Beckett was never big on Christmas. It's not that he had anything against the holiday, he just never celebrated it in the tinsel, popcorn strands, “Twas the Night Before Christmas” sort of way. That just wasn’t the way things were done back home. Home was… quieter.
Nothing had been quiet since he’d come to Atlantis.
Contrary to Carson, the mere mention of Christmas caused Laura Cadman to light up like one of those twinkling lawn reindeer that Carson had found so fascinating the one and only time he experienced the holiday in the States.
“Lights,” Laura had commented one night. “The thing I miss the most about this time of year is the lights.” She had laughed and told Carson of her father’s insistence at draping the entire façade of their home in thousands of twinkling white lights – except for the one year he’d personally twisted in and modified thousands of specifically colored lights for a Vegas themed Christmas spectacular yard show. And where he’d found two thousand pink lights to do a line of feather-topped showgirls, Laura explained with a wistful sigh, she had no idea.
It had taken Carson two weeks of begging and pleading and quite a bit of frustrated cursing at an inanimate object – although he was quite convinced Atlantis was anything but “inanimate” – but he’d done it. He led Laura into her quarters to give her what small gift he could muster in this city far away from home. “You wanted something festive,” he said.
Laura looked around, still slightly confused. “Something festive?” she asked. “I don’t think I understand.”
Carson closed his eyes and asked Atlantis to give him what they’d battled back and forth with for two weeks.
Laura gasped, followed by a squeal of delight as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered.
Every light that streamed into the room was now transformed into a barrage of small, colored pinpricks of light, twinkling as they’d done every year from her Christmas decorations back home.
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Word: festive
Word Count: 340
