Falling Fast by Princess of Geeks (NC-17)

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Show: Stargate SG-1

Rec Category: Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill
Pairing: Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Het/Slash/Gen: slash
Warning: homophobia
Author on LJ: princessofgeeks at DW
Author's Website: "my sg1" tag at DW
Link: on DW

Why This Must Be Read: Princessofgeeks also wrote a long, lovely read for the 2014 Jack/Daniel ficathon. Falling Fast takes place in the alternate reality Teal'c imagined in "The Changeling," where Jack is a fire chief and Daniel is a psychologist. Here Jack and Daniel are in the process of moving from attraction to dating when Jack suffers a bad injury on the job. One date shouldn't be grounds enough for a bedside vigil and home-care nursing, except that Daniel does know that he really likes Jack. This is the story of a relationship that just feels right when the timing is all wrong. Jack and Daniel attack the awkwardness with plenty of honesty and genuine caring to get through. Princess includes cameos from the rest of the Changeling 'verse, and adds a sister for Jack who isn't so thrilled about her brother's love life.


Excerpt:
Jack ate while they talked. Daniel Jackson was apparently quite passionate about his work, and also interested in the big-picture trends in his field -- besides being gorgeous. They talked about the hospital, where Jackson had worked for about six months, and Jack discovered he was new in town as well as new to the job. That led to a discussion of recommendations for fishing spots, gyms, restaurants, and the like. Then Jackson surprised him.

He said, "I've already discovered some places for music -- in fact, I got to see a terrific local jazz group last week at the Underground."

Jack sat up a little straighter. It was the biggest and fanciest of the gay clubs in the city, with room for a stage as well as a dance floor. Jackson's expression had acquired a hint of challenge as he waited for Jack's reaction. "I haven't been there in a long time," Jack said, without batting an eye. "Did you know they do a supper club thing sometimes? Catered prime rib and so forth?"

"I didn't know that," Jackson said, and his expression relaxed -- all but his eyes, which had sharpened with new interest.

"You should check out Avery's, though. It's an old-fashioned piano bar. Much quieter."

"Ah," Jackson said, and an inviting smile curved along one side of his mouth. "And better music."

"If you like jazz," Jack smiled in return.