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stargateficrecShow: SG-1
Rec Category: Apocafic
Characters: Samantha Carter, Bra'tac, Rak'nor
Categories: gen, drama, angst
Warnings: it's apocafic! "Death count: at least 6 billion."
Author's Journal:ultranos
Author's Website:![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
ultranos
Link: The Substance of Things Hoped For
Why This Must Be Read: This AU of Grace has been on my to-rec list for a while, and with a certain tidbit of science news being reported, I really couldn't resist. :)
Ultranos always write a superb Sam, and here she is at her best: courage and determination in the face of losing everything, and going beyond her best to keep going. Fantastic twists and turns and a gulping-good read!
The wormhole didn't engage.
She stared at the DHD. She knew the address for Earth better than her own damn phone number. She could do this in her sleep; she knew, she'd woken up once to find her hand had made indents on the pillow in the correct places. Panicking now, she punched in the symbols, making sure each was pressed right, before pressing the center crystal.
The Stargate stood empty, mocking her.
Something had happened. To the SGC. To Earth. She swallowed. It might be nothing. It could be everything. If something had happened, she should be there, should have been there. But she'd been caught in that godforsaken cloud. Her throat tightened. Her team...
Shaking it off, she ruthlessly got a grip on herself. Protocol. There was a protocol for this. Alpha Site. Get a grip on yourself, and dial the goddamned Alpha Site.
She dialed.
It failed to lock.
Sam Carter stood in the middle of a flower-filled field on an alien planet, with the most advanced craft Earth had ever created serving as a backdrop behind her and started shaking. Something was very wrong.
She turned on her heel and bolted back into the Prometheus. The ship left the field behind and screamed through the atmosphere. Sam stared at the starfield in front of her, unseeing. Earth. She had to get to Earth.
All Sam Carter wanted at this point was to go home.
Rec Category: Apocafic
Characters: Samantha Carter, Bra'tac, Rak'nor
Categories: gen, drama, angst
Warnings: it's apocafic! "Death count: at least 6 billion."
Author's Journal:
ultranosAuthor's Website:
Link: The Substance of Things Hoped For
Why This Must Be Read: This AU of Grace has been on my to-rec list for a while, and with a certain tidbit of science news being reported, I really couldn't resist. :)
Ultranos always write a superb Sam, and here she is at her best: courage and determination in the face of losing everything, and going beyond her best to keep going. Fantastic twists and turns and a gulping-good read!
The wormhole didn't engage.
She stared at the DHD. She knew the address for Earth better than her own damn phone number. She could do this in her sleep; she knew, she'd woken up once to find her hand had made indents on the pillow in the correct places. Panicking now, she punched in the symbols, making sure each was pressed right, before pressing the center crystal.
The Stargate stood empty, mocking her.
Something had happened. To the SGC. To Earth. She swallowed. It might be nothing. It could be everything. If something had happened, she should be there, should have been there. But she'd been caught in that godforsaken cloud. Her throat tightened. Her team...
Shaking it off, she ruthlessly got a grip on herself. Protocol. There was a protocol for this. Alpha Site. Get a grip on yourself, and dial the goddamned Alpha Site.
She dialed.
It failed to lock.
Sam Carter stood in the middle of a flower-filled field on an alien planet, with the most advanced craft Earth had ever created serving as a backdrop behind her and started shaking. Something was very wrong.
She turned on her heel and bolted back into the Prometheus. The ship left the field behind and screamed through the atmosphere. Sam stared at the starfield in front of her, unseeing. Earth. She had to get to Earth.
All Sam Carter wanted at this point was to go home.
