Wraithbait

Summary: "Parrish has FINALLY picked his solider." Miller replied distractedly, as if by way of explanation as she turned to watch the show as one of Carson's orderlies walked by, wielding a mop like a firearm and muttering darkly as she poked cautiously at the muddy trail, as though the green-tinged muck might be partially sentient or possibly even combustible.

Summary: And if he knew one thing for sure, he knew that those pants were evil. In a mere 8 seconds they had caused more havoc then the time Parrish and Lorne had brought home that sample of what they had come to semi-affectionately name: "Sexton: The sex plant."

Summary: In the aftermath of the Wraith siege, where countless heroes died and were born, Elizabeth Weir can only think of one, the quiet hero. Bringing her to make a decision that will change it all. Ripe with peace offerings, dark chocolate, half-naked geeks, and deliciously sleep-ruffled Czechs.

Summary: This is a Kavanagh/Simpson fiction. I know the pairing is rare, but this plot bunny refused to leave my brain until it was written. I am aware that Kavanagh is not everyones cup of tea, but I was told after reading this, it was possible for a persons opinion to change for the better.
This is a PWP. Sexy, Steamy, and 'Man-I-need-to-go-check-my-blood-pressure' type of story.