Word Count: 30,372
Disclaimer: Stargate: Atlantis doesn't belong to me. I'm just having fun here.
Warnings: Graphic depiction of injuries; off–page deaths of canon characters in alternate universes. Possible overuse of proverbs.
Beta of Awesome: brumeier. Thank you from the Marianas Trench of my heart. Any errors or weirdness that remain are because of my continued tweaking.
Author's Notes: This is my sga_santa story for the awesomely Oceanic and groovily Jurassic ozsaur! Ozsaur asked for McShep in canon–based AUs like The Road Less Travelled and The Daedalus Variations. She also wanted Radek, canon compliance, and angst and H/C. (which was like a present for me too.)
I only wish I could have put in everything you asked for, Ozsaur, but I had a lot of fun writing this and I think you'll like what I came up with. Thank you so much for the prompt, and Happy Holidays!
Summary: "Okay," Rodney said, rubbing his hands together. He smiled but was unpleasantly certain it just came out as a grimace. "So, uh, who are you and what are you doing here?"
In response, the man pulled his hand out of his pocket and showed Rodney a stone that looked exactly like his. "Actually, I was going to ask you the same question."
( The Spaces Between )