Monday: Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone

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Hey guys! This is havenward sliding in to cover for today. (Sorry, this week's host! Hope to hear from you tomorrow!)

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, but is that always true? Today's theme is about people being apart, or having to part ways for whatever reason. On the heart heavy side, maybe someone died. Maybe someone's trying to find who they are, or trying to get back to the ones they care about most. Maybe it's about love lost, or a reincarnation cycle that's skipped a beat. There's a lot of ways to do it, so let's see what you've got!


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Firefly, Inara, the Guildhouse is solid and unmoving (and nothing close to Serenity)

Burn Notice/Leverage, Michael/Eliot, "Been a while." "Yeah, not since that thing in Venezuela with the running. And the guns."

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theme=BeingApart

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Stargate Atlantis, Lorne/Teyla with some Ronon/John background

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Five years after the near-disaster with Earth and the superpowered Hiveship the IOA and SGC pulled the plug on the Atlantis expedition. Woolsey had fought them, hell, every single member of the expedition had fought them but to no avail.
The arguments of the IOA were sound. After all they were still fighting a ressource heavy war in their own galaxy and they still hadn't given up on the lost crew of the Destiny but still, for most of them Atlantis had become home. And now they wouldn't only lose that but also the friends they had made here. Thanks to the Coalition Atlantis had become an important part of Pegasus' politics and society.
Rumours of a mutinty, an independence revolution were everywhere.
Lorne tried not to listen to them but it was hard because losing Atlantis would mean losing Teyla and Torren. Teyla would never leave Pegasus, never and the thought of leaving her felt like ripping his heart out.
But then nobody had ever said leaving would be easy.

"Why are you going, Evan?" Torren asked him with a sad face: "Don't you like us anymore?" Evan hoisted Torren up with one arm and ruffled his hair with his free hand.
"Of course I like you. I like you and your mum more than anyone else." Lorne told him sincerely. From the corner of his eye Lorne could see John and Ronon looking at each other without taking notice of anyone else and Kavanagh solemnly saying goodbye to Halling and Jinto. Dozens of other were saying goodbye, too, to their friends and teammates and lovers. None of them would see each other ever again. It was a heartbreaking scene.
"I don't want you to go." Torren sniffled and wrapped his small arms around Lorne's neck while burying his face in his neck. Lorne would have like to comfort him but there was really nothing he could say. His eyes found Teyla's and she carefully tried to extract Torren from Lorne.
Lorne wrapped his free arm around her waist and held her close, their foreheads touching in the traditional Athosian greeting.
They had nothing left to say to each other.
The wormhole to New Athos was opened and slowly everyone who would not leave with the Daedalus for Earth left the gateroom.
John and Ronon held their gazes for as long as possible and Lorne tried to smile and wave at Torren before he and Teyla entered the stargate when in truth he would haven given everything for not having to let them go.
"Colonel Sheppard, this is the Daedalus. Ready to beam."
The self-destrcust was set for the second the last human had left Atlantis. As soon as they sat foot on the Daedalus there was no going back.
John's voice sounded heavy when he sat:
"Ready."
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