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stargateficrecShow: SG1
Rec Category: Daniel Jackson
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Team
Pairing: none
Het/Slash/Gen: gen
Warning:
Author on LJ: unknown
Author's Website: Travelling One
Link: Sparrow
Why this must be read: This is a poignant, sad yet ultimately hopeful story. Daniel uses all his emotional strength to survive and the story of how his faith is ultimately rewarded is both heartwrenching and satisfying.
Story Summary: This is an alternate ending, or AU, for Fire and Water. Sam did not undergo hypnosis when Daniel was left on Oannes. And so, no one went back for him - until now.
Her gasp was involuntary, but O'Neill understood. For he, too, saw the suns shimmering just above the dunes, looking like golden fireballs, saw Daniel burning, helpless.
"It's okay, Carter." But it wasn't. Nothing about it could ever be okay.
This place wasn't as hot as they remembered it, and the water had receded.
They reached the sand, reached the spot to which SG8 had directed them, not that it wasn't already ingrained into their deepest memories. And there, lo and behold, was that cuneiform writing, so untouched by wind or tide after all these years. As though fossilized, dedicated to the memory of an archeologist, preserved for history to correct itself.
No. Preserved for those who wrongly abandoned a friend, to realize their grim deeds. Retribution. Payback.
They ignored the mild fires spewing here and there around them. This time, they had come with diving gear. And no one, no one would tell the general he should not be going on an offworld mission. Not this time; no one dared.
Jack had been driven. A workaholic, burying himself in the SGC and fighting for every cause Daniel might have fought for. He had taken the position of general with only one consideration, under one condition; he would make sure that no one ever got left behind again - whether alive, or dead.
Only Teal'c had remained on an SG team, wanting to be near him, wanting to contribute to the defense of Earth. But his SG4 team was still offworld.
Jack was a diver; he'd always liked water, ever since he was a kid. Carter would wait on shore with Hammersmith, while he and Majors Miller and Kenwall went under with him. The best divers at the SGC.
And the waters shimmered golden and blue.
"Ready, boys?"
"Yes Sir."
Jack closed his eyes for just a moment, remembering only a vague figure and the words, "I think he wants to know if we're from the world that built Babylon." With that little frog bouncing around inside his belly, Jack finally gave the order. "Let's go find out what happened to Doctor Jackson." To Daniel.
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Rec Category: Daniel Jackson
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Team
Pairing: none
Het/Slash/Gen: gen
Warning:
Author on LJ: unknown
Author's Website: Travelling One
Link: Sparrow
Why this must be read: This is a poignant, sad yet ultimately hopeful story. Daniel uses all his emotional strength to survive and the story of how his faith is ultimately rewarded is both heartwrenching and satisfying.
Story Summary: This is an alternate ending, or AU, for Fire and Water. Sam did not undergo hypnosis when Daniel was left on Oannes. And so, no one went back for him - until now.
Her gasp was involuntary, but O'Neill understood. For he, too, saw the suns shimmering just above the dunes, looking like golden fireballs, saw Daniel burning, helpless.
"It's okay, Carter." But it wasn't. Nothing about it could ever be okay.
This place wasn't as hot as they remembered it, and the water had receded.
They reached the sand, reached the spot to which SG8 had directed them, not that it wasn't already ingrained into their deepest memories. And there, lo and behold, was that cuneiform writing, so untouched by wind or tide after all these years. As though fossilized, dedicated to the memory of an archeologist, preserved for history to correct itself.
No. Preserved for those who wrongly abandoned a friend, to realize their grim deeds. Retribution. Payback.
They ignored the mild fires spewing here and there around them. This time, they had come with diving gear. And no one, no one would tell the general he should not be going on an offworld mission. Not this time; no one dared.
Jack had been driven. A workaholic, burying himself in the SGC and fighting for every cause Daniel might have fought for. He had taken the position of general with only one consideration, under one condition; he would make sure that no one ever got left behind again - whether alive, or dead.
Only Teal'c had remained on an SG team, wanting to be near him, wanting to contribute to the defense of Earth. But his SG4 team was still offworld.
Jack was a diver; he'd always liked water, ever since he was a kid. Carter would wait on shore with Hammersmith, while he and Majors Miller and Kenwall went under with him. The best divers at the SGC.
And the waters shimmered golden and blue.
"Ready, boys?"
"Yes Sir."
Jack closed his eyes for just a moment, remembering only a vague figure and the words, "I think he wants to know if we're from the world that built Babylon." With that little frog bouncing around inside his belly, Jack finally gave the order. "Let's go find out what happened to Doctor Jackson." To Daniel.
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