Waiting, by Goddess47 (PG)
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stargateficrecShow: SG-1
Rec Category: Angst
Characters: Walter the Chevron Guy, General Hammond
Categories: gen, quantum mirror
Warnings: none
Author's Journal:goddess47
Author's Website: goddess47 at AO3
Link: W is for Waiting
Why This Must Be Read: Walter perspective is such a rare treat! Here is Walter the Chevron Guy, watching the Quantum Mirror rather than the Stargate, and... waiting. His thoughts on various team members, and how Hammond interacts with all them, is fantastic.
This is sad and somber and somehow lonely, but that element of stubborn hope leaves you believing that there just might be a happy ending after all.
When it was Colonel O'Neill, it was easier -- and harder. Walter had listened one day as General Hammond explained their own reality to a variation of the Colonel. Colonel O'Neill understood military decisions, and ruefully accepted what little help or information there was to be had. There was more coffee, and almost always a request for pie, but there was little else they could do.
Colonel O'Neill would sigh, then straighten to offer a crisp salute to General Hammond. He would quietly leave without looking back.
Rec Category: Angst
Characters: Walter the Chevron Guy, General Hammond
Categories: gen, quantum mirror
Warnings: none
Author's Journal:
goddess47Author's Website: goddess47 at AO3
Link: W is for Waiting
Why This Must Be Read: Walter perspective is such a rare treat! Here is Walter the Chevron Guy, watching the Quantum Mirror rather than the Stargate, and... waiting. His thoughts on various team members, and how Hammond interacts with all them, is fantastic.
This is sad and somber and somehow lonely, but that element of stubborn hope leaves you believing that there just might be a happy ending after all.
When it was Colonel O'Neill, it was easier -- and harder. Walter had listened one day as General Hammond explained their own reality to a variation of the Colonel. Colonel O'Neill understood military decisions, and ruefully accepted what little help or information there was to be had. There was more coffee, and almost always a request for pie, but there was little else they could do.
Colonel O'Neill would sigh, then straighten to offer a crisp salute to General Hammond. He would quietly leave without looking back.
