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Title: Flashes
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sexycazzy
Recipient: [livejournal.com profile] squeakyoflight
Pairing: Evan Lorne/Jonas Quinn
Rating: NC-17 (especially towards the end)
Word Count: around 2,400
Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Stargate Atlantis & Stargate-1 and their creators and not to me :(
Author's Notes: I wasn't sure how to write Jonas Quinn so I really hope that my recipient enjoys this and it was hard to write whump!Lorne as I love him too much for him to be hurt!! :-) Thanks to my amazing beta who has done a super fast speedy beta-ing for me. Any other mistakes are my own!
Summary: Major Lorne and his team are on a 'supposed' peaceful mission, but it goes bad. When he opens his eyes and see Jonas Quinn, he is confused why he is there with him. Through Jonas's touches, the Major begins to remember but will he like what he see?

Flashes

When Lorne slowly opened his eyes, he couldn’t see anything but the moonlight coming into the dark room.

He tried to sit up, and groaned in pain as he looked down at his leg and saw a mismatched bandage wrapped around the leg with bright red bleeding through it.

He looked around; it was dark and cold. He could see the bars straight ahead and hoped that he wasn’t alone, and called out in the dark.

"Hello?"

"Evan!" a voice replied. "You're awake!"

Lorne tried to place the voice, it sounded familiar and then the face came into the moonlight and smiled.

“Jonas,” he said quietly, but he was puzzled. What was Jonas Quinn doing here? He was supposed to be on Langara and not here.

Nothing made sense to him. Where the hell was his team? Why didn't they respond when he called out? His heart sank; they were not dead...were they?

"Where is my team?" Lorne asked, nervously.

"Reed and Coughlin are next door,” Jonas replied, but he looked worried.

“Dr Parrish?” Lorne was afraid to hear the answer.

“We don’t know,” Jonas sighed heavily. “He was taken from us when we got here.”

Lorne grabbed Jonas’ arm tightly.

Suddenly a flash came across his mind…

{Hands wandering over his body; him moaning with pleasure as he felt someone’s mouth kissing along the shoulder blade. He looked down to see Jonas smiling up at him.}

‘What was that?’ Lorne shook his head. ‘Is that a dream or was it real?’ Lorne wondered briefly before Jonas cut through his thoughts.

“Evan?”

Lorne looked up, feeling a blush coming up on his face and shook his head.

“What happened?”

“We were negotiating with Bamamber and his people, trying to exchange some of our supplies for their plants for the botany department. I think Dr Parrish said that some of them might have a cure for cancer or some other disease back on Earth,” Jonas explained. “From what I know, Dr Parrish has said something wrong and everything went boom.”

Lorne remembered Bamamber and his people. Then they must be on PC1240, but he didn’t understand. He and his team have been coming here often for negotiations and had no problems…until now.

“What did the Doc say to offend Bamamber?” Lorne asked.

Jonas looked uncomfortable as he rubbed his hands together.

“I…I don’t know,” Jonas said so quietly that Lorne struggled to hear him.

“What do you mean?”

“I wasn’t there. I was at the market,” Jonas looked down to the floor.

“What?” Lorne shouted and regretted it immediately as he felt dizzy and his head was aching.

“We can explain,” Reed yelled out from next door.

Lorne turned around slowly and saw Reed through the bars.

“Pull me up over there,” Lorne put a hand up and Jonas took it.

Just then another flash came up in his mind.

{“Nice to meet you, Dr Quinn,” Lorne smiled.

“Jonas please,” Jonas replied. “Thank you for taking me on a tour. I am so excited to be here on Atlantis.”

“I am happy to take you,” Lorne put a hand on Jonas’ shoulder. “Why don’t we start with your quarters and put your stuff there then we can go from there?”

“That would be good, thank you, Major,” Jonas nodded in agreement.}


Lorne remembered the first time he met Jonas after Dr Weir asked him if he didn’t mind showing Jonas around. At first he wasn’t happy to be a ‘babysitter’ for someone but then he met Jonas and found him fascinating.

‘Why am I thinking of that?’ Lorne silently thought to himself as Jonas helped move him nearer to where Reed and Coughlin were.

“Explain,” Lorne said once Jonas sat him against the wall and behind it were Reed and Coughlin in the next room.

“Sir, we were sitting with Bamamber as usual,” Reed started to tell him. “The Doc was talking to his daughter, Skyie as you and Bamamber were trying to reach an agreement on allowing the Doc and his team to work on the plants and then we would take whatever the Doc discovered back here and explain to them how it would work on sick patients.”

Reed coughed several times. Lorne could hear Coughlin slapping Reed’s back as the cough faded.

Coughlin took up the rest of the story. “Suddenly Skyie stood up and slapped Dr Parrish’s face. Dr Parrish was confused and tried to apologize for whatever he said to her, but Bamamber wouldn't take it. Reed and I tried to run over to Dr Parrish when we saw one of the guards grabbing him by the arm. You tried to get up to find Jonas but someone shot you in the leg.”

“I was coming back to you when I saw you being shot and I tried to run over to you, but some of the guards appeared out of nowhere and pulled me back. Dr Parrish was taken away as the guards took us here,” Jonas finished.

Lorne squeezed the bridge of his nose. “So we don’t know what happened to Dr Parrish?”

“No, Sir,” Reed said.

“Thank you, Reed,” Lorne banged on the wall. “You both okay?”

“I am fine, Sir, “ Coughlin answered. “But Reed needs to rest; he was kicked in the ribs.”

“Take care of him, Coughlin,” Lorne ordered. “We will need to rest for when we are rescued. I am sure it won’t be long.”

There was a knock in reply and Lorne sat back. He gave out a deep sigh.

‘So that’s how we got here…’ But Lorne was confused; why was Jonas with them?

“You are bleeding!” Jonas exclaimed, and Lorne looked up to see him pointing down to his leg.

He looked down and groaned.

Jonas kneeled down; it was then that Lorne saw bruises on Jonas’ face. But they seemed to be fading; why was that? Then Lorne remembered that Jonas was able to heal himself after Nirrti messed with his DNA/genetics.

He noticed that one of his sleeves was torn off and realized that it was the one , which was currently wrapped around his bleeding leg.

“It needs a new dressing,” Jonas told him as he took the dressing off slightly to check on the wound.

Lorne groaned painfully and shut his eyes tightly.

“It’s okay, Evan,” Jonas soothed. “I will be gentle.”

‘Why does Jonas keeping calling me Evan?’ Lorne was thinking when suddenly he was on one of the balconies, seeing himself and Jonas at a table, with some food on it.

{“It’s nice out here,” Jonas said.

“I like to eat out here when I can,” Lorne told him. “I’m pleased that you came here.”

Jonas beamed at him as he took one of his hands. “Me too.”}


'They were holding hands? '

Lorne was confused as he opened one of his eyes to glance at Jonas…were they dating? Why couldn’t he remember?

“I need to put the new dressing on now,” Jonas informed him.

Lorne opened his eyes fully and nodded. He watched Jonas tearing the other sleeve off the white shirt and gently wrap it over the old dressing.

Lorne clenched his hands and bit his lips as Jonas put a hand over the dressing to stop the bleeding.

“Take a deep breath, Evan,” Jonas said. “It will be over soon.”

Lorne groaned as he shut his eyes once again.

Yet another flash came in front of his shut eyes.

This time they were in his quarters, and he was showing one of his paintings to Jonas.

{“You are a good painter, Evan,” Jonas said.

Lorne smiled. “My teacher was an art teacher. She used to encourage me to paint. After she died, I lost interest in painting.”

“I am sorry,” Jonas put a hand over Lorne’s shoulder and squeezed it gently. “How did she die?”

“Cancer,” Lorne said, sadly. “When I first came here, I saw the beauty of Atlantis and suddenly felt the urge to paint again. But it wasn’t until I saw Ronon painting and what I saw was him smiling as he painted. It reminded me that you could lose yourself into the painting, to forget about the outside world. Which is why I started painting again. Ronon helped me get through the mental barriers and for that, I will be always grateful.”

Jonas stood next to him and held his hand. “I am pleased that you are painting again.”

Lorne smiled broadly and looked at him. “Would you like me to draw you?”}


Lorne opened his eyes and gasped. He was a private person and had never showed any of his paintings to anyone, except his team and Ronon. He'd only ever told a few people about his mother, and had never offered to draw anyone unless they meant something to him. He looked to Jonas who was focusing on the gunshot wound.

His heart beat quickly as Lorne remembered everything.

And why Jonas came on the mission with them today. It was supposed to be a peaceful mission and Jonas wanted to go off-world.

He remembered Jonas asking if he could go to the market. He remembered asking why; he remembered Jonas laughing and telling him that it was a secret.

Lorne realized that Jonas must have been getting him something for Christmas.

Suddenly he sat up and groaned in pain as it dawned on him that Christmas was near.

“You okay?” Jonas looked up, worriedly.

Lorne smiled at him, pulling him over and kissed him.

“I remember everything now,” Lorne whispered.

Jonas sat back, confused. “What do you mean?”

“I didn’t remember. I was confused when I saw you. You were supposed to be on Langara, not here. I was puzzled when you kept calling me Evan, but through your touches, Jonas, you helped me to remember,” Lorne grinned at Jonas.

Jonas looked stunned. “You didn’t remember us?”

“Not so much,” Lorne looked down, shame-faced, then looked up again. “But I remember everything now. Our walks, me sketching you, you telling me about your home, and me telling you about my family. Us holding hands…”

Jonas smiled and moved up so that he could rest his head on Lorne’s shoulder as he took Lorne’s hand and intertwined it with his fingers.

“I remember our talks in the mess room. I remember our team nights. I remember Reed and Coughlin teasing us and singing Lorne and Jonas kissing in a tree…” Lorne told him softly.

Jonas laughed.

A red flush came up his neck. “And I remember us in bed…”

It was then that Jonas sat up and started to interrupt when suddenly they heard an explosion, and Sheppard and Ronon came into sight.

Lorne and Jonas sighed in relief.

* * * *

It was two weeks after Sheppard and Ronon rescued them. Apparently, Dr Parrish managed to escape and called for help. Lorne was proud of the Doc and smiled as he remembered Reed and Coughlin hugging Parrish tightly and thanking him for getting help.

He had two weeks in the infirmary, bored and fed up, waiting to get the all-clear.

Finally today was the day that Lorne was cleared from the infirmary.

“Now, laddie, I am letting you go back to light duties,” Carson told him.

“But I am fine!” Lorne groaned. “My leg is healing well.”

“Aye, you are extremely lucky that we found one of these healing machines, Major, and that Jonas kept the wound clean,” Carson chided him. “Or you probably won’t be here.”

Lorne sighed and nodded. “How long will I be on light duties?”

“Maybe one or two weeks, we will see how it goes,” Carson replied.

Lorne groaned, frustrated. He wanted to get out of here, to get back to Jonas.

For the last two weeks, Jonas had come to see him everyday. They talked about everything and everybody but them and what had happened back on PC1240.

He was getting frustrated and wanted to talk to Jonas.

It was then that Jonas came in and smiled at him.

“Ready?” Jonas asked.

“I am so ready to get out of here,” Lorne got off the bed and was about to walk out with a slightly limp with Jonas chuckling from behind, when Carson called out him.

“Don’t forget your pills.”

Lorne grimaced and turned around. “Do I have to?”

Jonas shook his head and held his hand out. “I'll make sure that Evan will take them.”

Lorne gave a glare to Jonas but he laughed as Carson dropped the bottle on his hand.

“Let’s go,” Jonas said.

* * * *

Once they were in Lorne’s quarters, Jonas sat Lorne down on the bed and simply just looked at him, which made Lorne nervous.

“What did you remember about us in bed?” Jonas suddenly asked.

Lorne had the wind taken out of his sails and stared at him, in disbelief. Of all things he thought Jonas would say, he wasn’t expecting that.

“Wh..what?” Lorne asked, puzzled.

“Us - in - bed…tell me,” Jonas put his hands on his hips.

Lorne fidgeted with his hands. “Well…we were kissing, and your hands were all over my body. You kissed me here,” Lorne pointed to his shoulder. “Then one of your hands trailed down…and took my boxers off and jerked me off.”

Jonas chuckled.

“So you like to dream of my hands?” Jonas asked. “You like them on your body? On your cock? On your ass?”

“Y…yes?” Lorne blushed so hard.

“Evan, we never went that far,” Jonas beamed.

Lorne frowned. “Bu…but I remember it!”

“It must have been a dream,” Jonas got closer and opened Lorne’s legs. His hands were sliding into Lorne’s shirt.

“But it’s good that you have been thinking of this as much as I have been,” Jonas whispered.

He bent down and kissed Lorne furiously before pushing him down to the bed.

“Let me take care of you,” Jonas whispered, huskily. “Don’t you dare move.”

Lorne swallowed hard and nodded.

He watched Jonas stripping off, and felt aroused by the naked guy in front of him.

Jonas looked so gorgeous standing there, naked. He couldn’t wait to put his hands on him.

Then Jonas crawled on top of him and took his shirt off then unbuckled the belt, and pulled his pants down.

Bending down, Jonas kissed him; tracked from his lips down to his neck; then to his shoulder.

“Jonas…please…” Lorne pleaded. “I…Damn…”

It was even better than he'd dreamed. This was real. It was finally happening.

Jonas chuckled.

And so they made love for the first time that night…but not just one time….twice…three times, and the fourth time in the shower.

~fin~

Date: 2012-12-20 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] squeakyoflight.livejournal.com
Thanks so much for writing me this story! It had all the elements I like - memory loss, injury, Jonas Quinn(!) and LORNE!!!

Great fun. Thanks :)

xoxo

Squeaky

Date: 2013-01-04 03:45 pm (UTC)
ext_384643: (Lorne perfect smile)
From: [identity profile] sexycazzy.livejournal.com
Glad you liked this! Jonas was hard to write, and hurt!Lorne wasn't easy but I am glad that I managed to write this for you! *g* :-)

(strange that we got each other in this exchange and that we had similar themes - memory loss! I found that so spooky!!)

Date: 2012-12-21 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] hoktauri
So glad to see another Lorne/Jonas fic this year! It's become one of my favorite holiday pairings. ^_^

I love caretaker!Jonas, too, and love that he's on Atlantis. :)

Date: 2013-01-04 03:46 pm (UTC)
ext_384643: (Lorne square)
From: [identity profile] sexycazzy.livejournal.com
Thank you - glad you liked! Never wrote Jonas before so wasn't too confident but glad to see that this worked for you!

Date: 2012-12-28 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] that-which.livejournal.com
Oh, now I want to know what Parrish said.

Good for Jonas, keeping it together until help arrived (and since it was Sheppard and Ronon, of course they heard the explosion first).

This is the first time I've ever read Lorne/Jonas Quinn, but that sure is a lot of pretty in one place...

Date: 2013-01-04 03:46 pm (UTC)
ext_384643: (Lorne smile)
From: [identity profile] sexycazzy.livejournal.com
Thank you! :)

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