stargateficrec | At The Hour When We Are Trembling by Frostire (E by Author)

Show: SGA/SG-1
Rec Category: Slash
Characters: Daniel Jackson, John Sheppard, various original characters
Pairings: Daniel Jackson/John Sheppard
Categories: slash, apocafic
Warnings: minor character death, explicit sexytimes
Author on LJ:

frostfire_17
Author's Website: Author on AO3
Link: At The Hour When We Are Trembling

Why This Must Be Read: By now you all know I'm a sucker for rarepairs, and I always thought, if given the chance, these two might get along. And they do in this story. This is a fantastic apocafic, and it captures just how fractured Daniel's been by dying and coming back so many times, how constantly staving off the end of the world has also fractured him, and how both he and John manage to cling on to some vestige of sanity and badassery and find each other during the Wraith apocalypse is real. It's gritty and difficult and complicated, it's painful and it's sad, but it's also funny and awe-inspiring, how well the two men hold it together.

Afterward, he goes and knocks on Daniel’s door. He’s trying not to think about what happens if Daniel’s totally snapped.

“Go away, John,” comes from the other side of the door.

“Let me think about that,” says John. “No.”

He waits for a few minutes, and then he says, “Okay, I’m sitting down against your door. And I’m not moving until you let me in.” There’s no bathroom in there, and Daniel has to get hungry sometime. And—well, John’s pretty good at being annoying, and he learned a lot from working with Rodney McKay for two years. He’s confident.

As it turns out, it only takes three repetitions of Still here! He even keeps himself from falling over backwards when Daniel opens the door.

Daniel waits while John gets up and comes inside. He doesn’t look good.

“Hi,” says John. “What’s up?”

Daniel laughs at that, short and sharp. “Oh, nothing. Just having a little bit of a nervous breakdown, that’s all.”

“Well, hey,” says John, “happens to the best of us.”

“Right.” Daniel pinches the bridge of his nose, makes a face like he has a migraine. “Want some coffee?”

John never really drank coffee before Atlantis. Sometimes he thinks that has to be symbolic of something. “Sounds great.”

John gets coffee in a cup that proclaims, “Archaeologists Don’t Dig Dinosaurs.” Daniel’s says something in hieroglyphics. John was not aware that Daniel had been snitching novelty coffee cups while they were out, but he figures, whatever helps.