New Directions | scifipony

"Well," Rodney said, mostly out of a need to fill the silence, "This can only end well."

Beside him, John let out an amused huff and Rodney could hear the smirk in the Colonel's voice without having to glance over.

"There's that McKay optimism again," he said, arms crossed as he stared out at the stars flashing by. "What, don't tell me you actually wanted to stay back on Earth?"

Rodney shuddered at the idea. He could only imagine what the SGC would have in store for Atlantis if given the chance. "I doubt we'll be getting as frequent of supply runs from the Daedalus after this," he commented instead.

"Yeah, I guess Woolsey and I burned a few bridges with Stargate Command and the IOA, huh?"

"Burned? Incinerated is more like it." Rodney shifted against the balcony railing, eyes never leaving the blur of constellations shooting past. "You took away their new favorite toy. How you expect me to save the city every thirty seconds without a constant supply of coffee..."

"Sorry," John said, though Rodney was sure he didn't hear even the faintest bit of guilt in there.

They lapsed into a brief silence again, John finally uncrossing his arms to rest against the railing as well. There was something peaceful about the blur of hyperspace, Rodney decided. Maybe it was because they were finally flying the city without the threat of impending death. Maybe it was simply because they were going home.

"We'll have to find a new planet again," Rodney sighed when the silence dragged a little too long. "The Wraith know about our old location now." Which was a shame. Finding inhabitable planets that weren't already inhabited and had a reasonable climate wasn't exactly the easiest task.

"We'll find someplace. Maybe it will be even better."

"Right. At this point, I'd settle for anywhere that doesn't try to kill us as soon as we touch down."

"We'll find a place," John repeated, tone softer, almost reassuring.

Rodney shifted again, gripping the railing with both hands. "Easier said than done," he grumbled, keeping his eyes straight ahead. Then, after a moment, "I don't suppose you have a direction in mind already?"

In his periphery, he could see the Colonel's easy shrug and feel his grin beaming across the space between them. "Not sure yet. A new direction, I guess. Somewhere brand new."

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