stargateficrec | Goodbye, General Hammond by Violingeeknm (G by reccer)

Show: SG1
Rec Category: Gen
Characters: George Hammond, Jack O'Neill
Pairing:none
Het/Slash/Gen: gen
Warning: none
Author on LJ: unknown
Author's Website: Fanfic.net
Link: Goodbye, General Hammond

Why this must be read:

A truly moving and touching farewell to a beloved figure in SG1. George contemplates his memories of the SGC, he imparts points of wisdom to Jack, and the entire SGC say goodbye to their beloved and respected leader. The narrative is very smooth, and the emotions very immediate. After reading this, I had a personal moment of silence for Don Davis who gave this character far more life than was written. Go and enjoy this very fond farewell to a beloved figure to every SG1 fan.

Story Summary: A tribute to General Hammond, the wisest leader the SGC ever had; and to Don S. Davis: August 4, 1942-June 29, 2008. May he rest in peace.

General George Hammond wandered absently through the now-empty hallways of the SGC. The SGC: made up of grey cement hallways and bullet-proof blast doors, but over the past seven years it came to be more than that. Like him, its walls had seen scores of struggles, had seen many friends depart this life, had seen too much destruction. But at the same time, those walls bore witness to their greatest victories, and watched on as the countless people of the SGC bonded to become a family. The halls of the SGC had become more than just cement and steel, they became a home. A home he almost could not bear to leave.

He passed through his empty office, remembering the phone calls he had to make over the years. He remembered all the difficult decisions he had to deal with.

He visited the infirmary, thankfully free of any patients. This place harbored the most melancholy memories. Memories of missions gone wrong, memories of his fallen soldiers, good men and women who lost their lives due to his decisions. He still missed Janet, who despite the morbid nature of her job, made this place seem brighter. He missed her, but if he closed his eyes, he thought he could make out the faint click of her heels on the floor, or the sound of her voice humming as she went about her routine. She was a part of this place now: even though she was gone, she would always be here, just like he would be soon.