Fic: Leave the Key. Lorne/Parrish. (PG)

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Not really sure I should be posting this here, as it's Parrish's POV and includes very little Lorne. However the parrish_lorne comm contains more tumbleweeds than my underwear so here goes. (Also people wanted to see more of my 50ficlets stuff) - Mods feel free to delete if you wish.

Title: Leave the Key

Author: clwilson2006 

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis

Characters/Pairing: David Parrish (Lorne/Parrish)

Rating: PG

Word Count: 568

Beta by: sno_pea  Thankyou!

Warnings/Notes: For 50Ficlets Table 5 Prompt #3 Sent Away. Also for skidmo_fic  “50 ways to leave your lover” challenge prompt #15 just drop off the key, lee. Yet again, not a happy ending. What is wrong with me?

Disclaimer: No-one from Atlantis belongs to me. Unless you’re auctioning them off with bit of the set.

Summary: Even though it was breaking his heart, he didn’t turn back.

 

 

Leave the Key

 

by clwilson2006

 

 

These last few months had been kind of nice for David Parrish. It had been difficult leaving the SGC, but he hadn’t wanted to be stuck in a lab at Area 51, fourth or fifth in line to see some off world analysis. Sometime if he were really lucky he’d even get to look at actual plant cells under a microscope. He itched to get his hands dirty, and he was no longer welcome on an off world team, despite mostly positive reports from his superiors on Atlantis. So wading through a dredge of paperwork, and with a resume full of blacked out parts, he’d settled on teaching. It seemed to work, his passion and enthusiasm made the best of a boring (to most people) subject, he even managed to reach one or two students with an actual interest in botany, but it was his personal life that had shown vast improvements.

A chance meeting in a supermarket with a ridiculously relaxed Evan Lorne, had lead to an almost clichéd courtship of less than a week, before they were fumbling each other’s clothes off and falling into bed. David had moved in with Evan, it was closer to his job and he didn’t have “share” his sister’s house, he’d overstayed his welcome there anyway.

A blissful four months together, Evan commuting to the mountain via whatever ship was in orbit at the time; both of them talking around the risk to Evan’s career, David’s not so amazing job and any chance of a future they might have.

One phone call had changed everything.

Atlantis was going back to Pegasus, and David was dying a little bit each day. Evan tried so hard to hide his excitement, as a gene carrier he belonged in Atlantis; David had no intention of standing in his way. Evan started keeping secrets again, the schedule and planning were classified and now David was out of the loop. Evan was spending more and more time at the SGC, what time he did spend at home was divided equally between stiff silences and panicked desperate sex. Like they both knew they were ending.

David accidentally found the paper trail Evan had left; emails to and from Dr. McKay, at first polite enquiries and then out right begging, all trying to get David back on Atlantis. Each answer boiling down to No. The last one pointing out that David had quit and if he wanted back in he had to ask, of course how did Dr. Parrish know about a highly classified project anyway? The emails stopped after that. Again Evan had decided to honour his commitment to the military.

Three weeks before the departure David finally had had enough. Evan was clearly not going to be home this weekend and David wasn’t willing to hang around for the goodbye. He packed his clothes away, surprised at how little he had here, and left.

He locked the door behind him, resting his head against it, and sighed. Running his hands over the set of keys Evan had given him months before, he swallowed around the lump in his throat and shoved the keys back through the letter box. Pulling himself upright he squared his shoulders and turned away, climbing into the taxi that waited for him.

The taxi peeled away from the curb and slowly rolled away down the road. David didn’t look back once.

 

 



 

 

 

Comments

[fififolle]

Oh god, no!! *wail*
This was incredible, a real novel in a few hundred words. I loved their happy relationship, and then it BROKE. *waaaaah*
You are wonderfully evil. Such good angst. You could always use another prompt to fix it? *puppy eyes* LOL!!
Great to see more :)

[calcitrix.livejournal.com]

*sad face*

Though...there's lots of strength running through here on both sides and very good (sad) angst, yeah. Plus everyone loves Paul Simon.

[diek09.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's so sad, it was a really good story though.

You're very wonderful for writing and I'm glad you're doing it again!

[missimae2u.livejournal.com]

ouch....that kinda hurts my heart.....
those poor boys....

luv this