Resurrection Meriet by Sid (PG)
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Show: SG1
Rec Category: Gen
Characters: O'Neill, Jackson, Carter, Teal'c, OFC
Pairing: none
Het/Slash/Gen: gen
Warning: none
Author on LJ: sidlj
Author's Website: Fic Tag at LJ
Link: Resurrection Meriet
Why this must be read:
A very tender look at an old urban legend, Stargate-ified. Full of team-y goodness, banter, and a slight shivery feeling, this fic leaves a sweet feeling in the reader's heart and a few gentle tears in their eyes. SG1 arrive offworld and are greeted by a young lady who has a secret. Throughout the narrative we hear from this young lady, we learn about her and her culture. Once the team arrives at her home village however, they learn some disturbing things about young Meriet. I was familiar with the Resurrection Mary urban legend before reading, so I knew what was coming. But this fic still held very gentle charm for me. It made me smile, and it will you, too.
Story Summary: While offworld, SG1 meets a young lady with a secret or two...
Daniel broke off his conversation with the schoolteacher. “Um, my jacket? You were… you know. Wrong.”
“It happens,” Jack said haughtily. “Yeah, about that, folks. Maybe someone can help my friend out. He loaned his jacket to a young lady we met on the way into town, and then poof. We haven’t seen her or the jacket either in quite a while.”
The pastor covered his mouth while his eyes grew wide. The headman exclaimed. The sheriff frowned.
“Whoa,” Jack said, surprised by their reactions.
The tavernkeeper took a long swig of his fine product and set the mug down with a thump. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and grinned. “Meriet!”
“That’s….” Daniel looked at Jack. “That’s right. Uh, can you tell us where we can find her?”
“Oh, yes. Anyone in the village could tell you where to find her.” The tavernkeeper was still grinning. The sheriff appeared to be growling.