"John puts out for Atlantis"

[patk.livejournal.com]

A recent search on sgastoryfinders for seperis' The Touch of Your Hand, a story that includes a few lines about John having paid for a desperately needed ZPM with his DNA/his body for one night, sent me on a search for similar stories: The Atlanteans paying for a ZPM (or something else desperately needed by them) with Sheppard's DNA and/or his body.

So far all I have come up with is MusIgneus' What Price but I can't believe that's really all that's out there.

Any ideas and suggestions would be greately appreciated.

Comments

[ex-kisa-haw.livejournal.com]

It's not his body or DNA, but his memories, and it hurts so good: Your Cowboy Days are Over (Mommas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys) (http://www.butcheredart.net/Fiction/YourCowboyDays.html). Longish and angsty.

They trade one of John's childhood memories and the last of the medical supplies for passage on a cargo ship, and land on Bajan in mid-winter. The memory is nothing exceptional: Rachel Sheppard doing the baseball mom thing on a Saturday afternoon in 1975, at Fort Bragg. She wears a bottle green shirt, the left wristcuff stained with soda; she yells, "Show them what you're made of, Big J!" when John is up for bat in the fourth inning and Frank Sheppard has left the stands; even with the sun in his eyes, John hits a line drive that takes him to third base. Because little league is nothing anyone in this galaxy has ever heard of, the clip sells at a premium. Teyla holds his hand during the upload and hums an Athosian chant, but John's okay. He's got more where that came from.

ETA closing parenthesis and quote from the fic.

[patk.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's trading his *memories*, now that's interesting. I assume he's losing them as soon as he has them sold and "uploaded", so it's really a case of "sell" not "share"? Yes, I'm definitely going to read that. Thank you so much. :-)

[ex-kisa-haw.livejournal.com]

Yep - selling, not sharing, and oh. This is such an AWESOME fic. Enjoy!