flashback fic rec

I miss this team.

Forty Days, by thingswithwings

“Yeah, I don’t know,” Rodney agreed, hitting something with a wrench and then jolting back as blue sparks came out of a different crystal. “It’s not like I want to coerce him into having sex with us or abandoning the cultural traditions of his now-dead home planet or anything, but jeez, forty days?”

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