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In a world where scientists are slaves, John and Rodney find themselves up against society, tradition, expectations, and each other. John is determined to change the system, and Rodney is by degrees, flummoxed, confused, furious, curious, courageous, and a trifle snotty.
Lord John Sheppard was no stranger to the business of murder, but he'd hardly expected to find it on a weekend in the country. But murder it was, and what's more, Rodney McKay was the prime suspect. Can John find the real murderer and, in the process, prove McKay's innocence? Time is running out, and he'll need all of his famous sleuthing skills – and McKay's help – to keep the man he's falling in love with from the hangman's noose.
Rodney McKay finds a man without his memories on the moor, but does this stranger need saving, or is he dangerous?
Without hesitation, Gregori -- Dr. Griboyedov Yevgenievich, John remembered from the list they had reviewed -- went up to Rodney and kissed him. And, not just a polite 'hello' kiss but an intimate I've missed you type kiss. Gregori moved closer to Rodney, putting his hands on Rodney's hips, in obvious familiarity.
Everything comes back to the weight of a gun in his hand. (Or, the one where Bates is a jerk, and John teaches Rodney how to shoot.)
Three more days, and he'd finally have an excuse to flip the calendar to a new picture, to the picture, the one he could stare at for hours and never stop drooling. Mr. May was tall, slender, his fingers rough where they peaked out from the heavy work jacket, but his chest and abs looked silky and just... delicious. Shaved, too, because no one with such a wild mop of hair on their head and determined five o'clock shadow could be that smooth in other places.
Ghost! Rodney, Romance Novel Writer! John
"I hope you picked someone really intelligent, otherwise it seems like it would be kind of a waste. Of incubation time, if nothing else."
John has time to realize that those fingers are webbed and then the involuntary laughter about finding a mermaid interferes with his already questionable grip on breathing, and he passes out.