Meme: Pairings I have (most likely) not written

[holdouttrout]

Guys! I haven't done a meme in a while. Want to help me play?

Give me a pairing that I have never written, and I will give you at least 100 words about them, either meta or fic. If I don't know the pairing in question, I'll make something up or give you another shot.

Note: If you're not sure which pairings I have written, don't feel like you have to devote your afternoon toward research--unless it's Sam/Jack. Because really.

I can't even believe how much posting this is stressing me out. Hello, Trout! It's a MEME.

Comments

[besyd]

You say S/J, but my first reaction was Wah! I can't request Tony/Pepper! because, y'know, the awesomeness that is Friday Night. And then I went and re-read Friday Night .. and got (delightfully) hot and bothered at, oh, 5:30 am. I love that little fic so much. :^D

Anyway. Something to request (if you won't take pity on me and just write T/P -g-). How about .. Hailey/Grogan? (And okay, now I need to go watch Foothold again. Online watch party, anyone? I miss chat!

[holdouttrout]

Sorry--I couldn't allow myself Tony/Pepper, as much as I WANTED to, but I did manage Hailey/Grogan, oddly enough. :-)
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Finding people in the SGC wasn't difficult. There were only a few places people gathered that weren't their offices (or labs, if they had them). Grogan checked off his list as he wandered away from the infirmary.

Infirmary. He just came from there, so, no.

Commissary. He checked his watch. It was just past 1400, so it wasn't likely. He cruised by, just in case. Nope.

The main physics lab. People liked to hang out there because all the new weapons passed through it, but today it was strangely empty.

Ah. The gym. Sure enough, Hailey was there, bench pressing what had seemed like a ridiculously large amount of weight for someone her size the first time Grogan had seen it. He didn't make that mistake anymore.

Grogan found himself admiring her arms for a moment, and then Hailey racked the bar and sat up, looking at him with her customary inscrutable expression.

"Just get back?" She said. "I thought SG-9 came back a few hours ago."

Grogan shrugged. "Infirmary."

"Get shot again?"

Grogan sighed. "Zatted."

A small smile might have flitted across her face.

"McCabe's?"

"Sure."

"You're buying." There was definitely a grin. Hailey walked toward the door, and Grogan followed. "You gotta stop getting shot."

Grogan sighed again. "I know."

[besyd]

Okay, I'll forgive you the no-Tony/Pepper (I figured not -g-) because oh. OH! How much do I love this! I adore those kids, and there they are. Just for meeee! And so spot on perfect. Thank you so much!

[holdouttrout]

Yay! So glad you liked. I think the kids are awesome, too--and I'd never written either of them. *gasp*