I tried so SO hard not to read two chapters tonight because I'm going to be ridiculously sad when I finish this, but I just couldn't help myself. I love this fic a positively horrendous amount.

Before I say anything else, this cracked me up:

"I didn't screw up," Ronon said. Everyone glared at him. "Well I didn't," he shrugged.

"He's right," John said. "You get the mission Gold Star, Ronon."

Hee. *pats Ronon on the head*

Poor Rodney, with his guilt. And John holding him all night!

Ooooh, and the General's punishment. With nobody showing up. *nods* That's right!

Dude, when John threw up over the balcony I really wanted to just hug him a little, or a lot. We are going to find out why he holds himself back, right? RIGHT? and our Rodney's backstory?

And Rodney's all hurt because John didn't protect him (bad John!) but then John apologizes! And there's surprise!

Yeah, I'm sorry I'm so incoherent, it's two am my time. And I really, really adore this fic.