Flat Line, by Sneezy (R)

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Rec Category: Episode Related
Pairing: none
Categories: Daniel Jackson, Hurt/Comfort, Jack O'Neill
Warnings: Language
Author's Website: Sneezy at Stargate Fan
Link: Flat Line

Why this should be read:
The author does a magnificent job of giving us all the fabulous moments that were unfortunately cut out of the episode, "The Light", from an extended balcony scene to the drive to the base, and a decent explanation why Jack doesn't perform CPR on Daniel. For those of you who wanted so much more from "The Light", well, here it is.

Excerpt:
A welcoming committee was waiting for Jack when he drove up to the Cheyenne Mountain security check point. A grim faced welcoming committee, but a very reassuring sight none the less. Apart from a couple of white uniforms milling around an empty hospital gurney, Jack could see Fraiser and Hammond, and right behind them stood Carter and Teal'c.

The drive from Daniel's apartment to the mountain usually took thirty, thirty-five minutes. Jack, breaking every speed limit in the book and red-lining the jeep, had cut a good ten minutes off the trip. He cast a quick glance sideways as he applied the brake. Daniel was slumped up against the passenger side door, his head leaning on the window. The one eye that Jack could see was open. Glassy and unfocused, but at least he was awake. Given that it had been a good couple of minutes since Jack had last yelled at him to stay that way, he considered it a minor miracle. Daniel had been drifting in and out since he'd strapped him into his seat, which made driving at top speed just that touch more invigorating, because when the yelling hadn't worked, Jack had been forced to reach over and give the guy a good old fashioned, teeth rattling shake. If he could've fooled himself into believing Daniel was only falling asleep, Jack would have left him to it. But there was something very unnatural about the state Daniel was in. It was as though he was heavily concussed, or gone a round or two with a Goa'uld ribbon device. The light was on, barely, but Daniel wasn't home. Hell, he wasn't even in the same zip-code.