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Rec Category: Drama
Pairing: none
Categories: drama, gen, team, horror
Warnings: rated for violence, with some language; could possibly be considered apocafic
Author on LJ:
surreallis
Author's Website:
surreallis_fic
Link: The Slumbering Place in the Stars
Why This Must Be Read: Surreallis crafts a story that is perfectly Lovecraftian, rich with unease and twists and sheer horror. Some things found through the Stargate are better left alone...
Superbly written, fabulous team interaction, and deft use of modern mythology - all here, and terrifyingly good.
Sam swung her pack down to the ground and yanked it open, pulling out anything unnecessary: BDU's, sleeping bag, anything disposable. She replaced them with Daniel's journals, his archeological tools, the books they’d found in the room. When she strapped the pack back on, Jack was waiting for her. He motioned her toward him, rifle ready as he scanned the night.
"Teal'c first," he told her when she was standing in front of him. "Then Daniel."
She nodded her understanding, her face and jaw tight.
She was watching his eyes carefully, and Jack realized he had to tamp down his own frustration and fear. She was experienced, but she was still young. Both she and Daniel were, and they'd rarely seen him flustered. He didn't have the scientific brilliance or the alien strength and knowledge that made this team special. He had the strategy and the backbone and the willingness to take the responsibility from their shoulders. He kept them together when forces would pull them apart.
He put his hand over Carter's trembling hands, stilling them. "Sam..." He used her first name. It was rare enough to really get her attention. She took a deep breath and looked up into his eyes. He held her gaze steadily. "Settle down. They'll both come home with us."
She hesitated, holding his gaze with wide eyes, and then she let out a long, slow breath. She nodded. "Yes sir," she said softly, and there was faith in her eyes. It was enough.
Pairing: none
Categories: drama, gen, team, horror
Warnings: rated for violence, with some language; could possibly be considered apocafic
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website:
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Link: The Slumbering Place in the Stars
Why This Must Be Read: Surreallis crafts a story that is perfectly Lovecraftian, rich with unease and twists and sheer horror. Some things found through the Stargate are better left alone...
Superbly written, fabulous team interaction, and deft use of modern mythology - all here, and terrifyingly good.
Sam swung her pack down to the ground and yanked it open, pulling out anything unnecessary: BDU's, sleeping bag, anything disposable. She replaced them with Daniel's journals, his archeological tools, the books they’d found in the room. When she strapped the pack back on, Jack was waiting for her. He motioned her toward him, rifle ready as he scanned the night.
"Teal'c first," he told her when she was standing in front of him. "Then Daniel."
She nodded her understanding, her face and jaw tight.
She was watching his eyes carefully, and Jack realized he had to tamp down his own frustration and fear. She was experienced, but she was still young. Both she and Daniel were, and they'd rarely seen him flustered. He didn't have the scientific brilliance or the alien strength and knowledge that made this team special. He had the strategy and the backbone and the willingness to take the responsibility from their shoulders. He kept them together when forces would pull them apart.
He put his hand over Carter's trembling hands, stilling them. "Sam..." He used her first name. It was rare enough to really get her attention. She took a deep breath and looked up into his eyes. He held her gaze steadily. "Settle down. They'll both come home with us."
She hesitated, holding his gaze with wide eyes, and then she let out a long, slow breath. She nodded. "Yes sir," she said softly, and there was faith in her eyes. It was enough.