stargateficrec | Third Donut Shop From the Sun by Jenn aka surreallis (PG)

Show: SG1
Rec Category: Angst
Characters: Teal'c
Pairing: none
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warning: character death, violence, apocafic (if that's not your cup of tea), zombies!
Author on LJ: surreallis-fic and surreallis
Author's Website: AO3 and LJ
Link: Third Donut Shop From the Sun

Why this must be read:

I swear, apocafics get me every time. They're dark and grief-filled. And yet, Jenn gives it a new spin with Teal'c being the lone evidenced survivor of a plague causing people to turn into zombies. Even though this could be the perfect plot of a crack-filled joyride, Jenn spins us a soulful Teal'c trying to survive to reach his way off the planet via Area 51, all while trying to deal with the loss of his team. The scenes where he peruses the mementoes of SG1 made me tear up like crazy. With jaw-dropping details and imagery, this fic will leave you wanting to hug Teal'c in sympathy.

Story Summary: Teal’c, gen, rated pg, angst, apocafic, hope, zombies, donuts.

He took a small metal box from his pack and simply held it in his hands, staring down at the faded, dented cover. He rubbed his thumb gently along the sharp angle of the bent metal. The box held his heart, indeed as broken as it was.

He tilted the cover up on its hinges and touched the things inside reverently: two sets of USAF dog tags, still on their chains, one engraved with the name of Carter, the other with O’Neill; and a set of worse-for-wear eye glasses, the lenses cracked but not shattered. He hadn’t been able to leave without taking something.

It was good they had gone together. They’d have been lost without each other. Loss had been his faithful companion for as long as he could remember. He was used to healing his own heart.