Title: 3 Novus Drabbles
Author: Shenandoah Risu
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Spoilers: SGU Season 2 "Common Descent" and "Epilogue"
Characters: Tamara Johansen, Everett Young, Steven, Sara
Word Count: 303
Summary: Three moments with TJ's and Everett's family.
Author's Notes: Written for a challenge at the LJ Comm Stargateland.
Disclaimer: I don't own SGU. I wouldn't know what to do with it. Now, Young... Young I'd know what to do with. ;-)
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The winters on Novus are generally mild, but the first year is hard on all of them. He's worried that Steven will get chilly, and so he wraps him in his well-muscled arms while she spoons up behind him. Oddly, he's always been an "inner spoon" – perhaps a sign of his need to relinquish his role as leader and protector, if only for a while. She hears Steven mewl quietly in his sleep and reaches over his waist to touch their infant son, and his hand catches hers, and together they hold the slumbering child, keeping him warm and safe.
She has known since they first made love that there is a creative, playful human being under that tough and stoic military exterior. She watches him play with their children, and he's really just a big kid himself. It never fails to bring a smile to her face, to know that she's been right about him all along, and just then he looks up at her and makes a funny face, and the kids giggle and pounce on him again, as they roll around in the fragrant Spring grass, and she knows she's the luckiest person alive in the universe.
They sit on top of their favorite mountain, watching the sunset. The crickets are chirping and a slight cooling breeze moves through the grass. TJ has Steven in her lap, and Sarah is getting a horsey ride on Everett's knee.
"Look," Everett says suddenly and points at the long uneven "V" of a flock of geese, gliding across the vividly colored evening summer sky. "The geese are coming back. Who knows where they've been – what they've seen or heard."
"It's like a postcard from another place," TJ muses.
Sarah turns and looks at her, all big eyes.
"What's a postcard?"
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