What Happened in Vegas – Prologue

Chapter Rated: PG

Warnings: M/M

Word Count: 1170

Disclaimer: This plot/story is ©2021-2022 by Dream Howler. This story is the sole property of its author, and may not be copied, in whole or in part, or posted on any other website without the written permission of the author. As for the characters that are in this story, they are the property of their creators and are only being borrowed for my enjoyment. I am not receiving money for writing this story, and I have no money for any lawyers to take should they decide to sue me.

Prologue

Major John Sheppard was re-assigned to the McMurdo base after losing his team in Afghanistan. In fact, it was that mission that drove him online as a Sentinel. The act was also what made him defy orders and return to the scene of the loss of his team in order to recover them. That they tried to court-martial him due to him losing a helicopter and trying to save his team was ridiculous. However, once the Center learned that he was online, John’s superiors quickly realized that they had no choice but to halt the proceedings. They couldn’t punish a Sentinel in a feral drive to protect those he felt were his pack.

Transferring John to such an out of the way base was supposed to be a punishment by his former superior officer, but John didn’t see it that way. He liked the cold, beautiful landscape, and the very loud Canadian Scientist that he often saw in the cafeteria on his runs to the base. The highlight of his new assignment was the day when the absent-minded scientist came to get some lunch and just randomly sat down at his table like he didn’t have anywhere else to sit. When John finally struck up a conversation with him, Rodney was startled by the intelligence that the flyboy had exhibited. He made it a point after that to make sure he was around when John was on base. 

The two of them struck up an unlikely friendship that revealed a hilarious situation on the base, that many didn’t know about, and Rodney had researched in his free time. Apparently, in Rodney’s research, there were three distinct versions of cock-blocking Marines on McMurdo Base. There were the ones that were trying to protect Dr. Rodney McKay from the big bad Sentinel that would break his heart. There were the ones that were trying to protect Major John Sheppard from Dr. Rodney McKay because they were afraid of what the man would say to him. Then, finally, there were the cock-blocking Marines that thought no one should have fun when they were stuck in the ice and snow. Those were the worst of the bunch.

At first, when the two began their circular orbit, Rodney didn’t know that there was such a thing as cock-blocking Marines. It wasn’t as if he didn’t notice some of them following him around. He just didn’t care. That was until they had impinged upon his hard earned recreational time. That was when a fourth type of Marine was born, those that Rodney had told off so thoroughly that they didn’t get anywhere near the scientist unless they were ordered to. Those were the best Marines, in Rodney’s opinion. He didn’t mind the ones that stayed out of his personal business, but the ones that made it their mission on the base to ruin Rodney’s fun, were going to get the worst ass chewing that Rodney could come up with as soon as he could locate them. Rodney was tiring of the cock-blocking Marines, and if he had his way, he would kick all the worst ones off the base soon. They were impinging upon his well-deserved fun time. 

John had been stationed at the Arctic Outpost base for several months, flying around anyone who needed passage since his last posting. It was nice to fly simple missions, but John was used to more action than this. His senses were not getting the typical workout that he was used to. John should know by now that wishing for some action, any action, was not really a good thing when he was on a military base. His latest passenger was Brigadier General Jack O’Neill, who was probably the highest-ranked person he had ever flown in his copter. John had made several runs to and from the Arctic Outpost already to ferry various people and supplies. However, he didn’t have a high enough security clearance to know what was going on underneath the base. John, like everyone at the base, was curious about the Arctic Outpost, which was the talk of the cafeteria. However, it was very clear that whatever went on down there contained classified information.

John had expected it to be a regular run, like any other time before. What he did not expect was some unidentified missile to come flying at him while approaching the base. Luckily, his Sentinel senses had alerted him to the incoming ordinance before his sensors, and the verbal warning could do so. This allowed him to avoid conflict with relative ease. The General appeared quite impressed with his flying, and he was glad that he didn’t crash his copter. After starting up the engine and getting on the way again, they landed seven minutes later near the entrance of the base.

John got out, a bit disgruntled, and began inspecting his helicopter for damage when the General told him to follow him into the base. John, while confused, wouldn’t disobey a direct order from a General. The General explained to him if someone shot at him from the base, he should at least have the clearance to know what was on the base. John became excited at the prospect of knowing what was inside, especially since he knew that Rodney, the guy he had been flirting with, worked down the enormous elevator shaft. Seeing where Rodney worked would definitely be interesting. 

After reaching the bottom of the shaft, John felt his whole body come alive. It was much more unique feeling than it had been on the surface. It filled his senses with new input, new thoughts, and it was a little disconcerting. He had felt some of this when he landed near the base before. However, compared to the current feelings he was now experiencing, it was muted on the surface. John always filed it away as a Guide projecting. Now John knew better. It was something on this base, whatever it was. It didn’t take long for the base to direct him to the one who had shot the drone at him. The base had happily supplied him with a picture of the drone, for which he was thankful it didn’t blow up his baby when he read its stats. What should have concerned John was that he was getting pictures of a drone in his mind. 

After confronting Dr. Carson Beckett, all he wanted was to just sit down while he waited on the General. He knew that eventually, he would run into Rodney, and staying put would be the best way to find him that didn’t require stalking him with his senses. However, there wasn’t a single chair in the vicinity that wasn’t already occupied except for what looked like an ice throne. John did not understand that why the building seemed to be pushing him to sit in the chair. He also didn’t know that sitting in the chair would not only summon Rodney, but it would make him so excited to see him.

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Author Notes

Author Notes:  Keria and her podcasts have spawned many ideas. My brain decided world-building was best a week before the deadline. lol Special thanks to a very old GeoCities page for the new inspiration behind my Spirit Guides. I found them after I had given the main characters animals, but the fact that they matched up to their animals so well, I am pleased. You can see the page via the Wayback Machine at: https://web.archive.org/web/20021016124306/http://www.geocities.com/RainForest/4076/index1.html

Canon Notes: Anything you don’t see hasn’t happened.

Cast Pictures

John Sheppard – Alpha Prime Sentinel

Rodney McKay – Alpha Shaman Guide

Vilkas – Canadian Wolf

Orion – Canadian Lynx

Evan Lorne – Sentinel

Ronon Dex – Guide

Koko – Kodiak Bear

Yuri – Polar Bear

Steve McGarrett – Alpha Sentinel

Tony DiNozzo – Alpha Guide

Hokulani – African Cheetah

Guido – African Leopard

Other Characters

Civilian Leader: Dr. Miko Kusanagi

Teyla Emmagan

CMO Guide Dr. Aleena Cole

 

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