<blockquote>John didn't remember the crash. He knew he lay sprawled on the jumper's deck, that every part of his body hurt, and that he could hear the others shouting. Teyla, Rodney, Dr. Simpson. Memory flooded back abruptly and he managed to open his eyes. No, it wasn't a nightmare.</blockquote>
➤ I'm kind of disappointed that this isn't a fusion where John is Raksura, but it's a fun fic nonetheless
