Simple Addition, by Philote (PG)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Jonas Quinn
Pairing: N/A
Category: Angst, drama, gen, hurt/comfort, Jonas Quinn, Jack O'Neill.
Warning: Mention of (canon) character death.
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
philote_auctor
Author's Website: Fanfiction.net Profile
Link: Simple Addition
Why This Must Be Read: It's rare to find decent fanfiction featuring Jonas, especially stories that can be defined as anything more than mediocre. When you do find the few exceptions, it's often a gem like this one. With this story, Philote manages to capture both Jack's and Jonas's voices while also showing the beginning of the gradual shift from Jonas being "Daniel's replacement" to becoming an important member of the team.
This story is set near the beginning of the sixth season, right after Jonas officially becomes a member of SG-1 and before the others, especially Jack, truly start to accept him. Jack and Jonas are caught in a crossfire, and they both have to work out some of the issues that have been plaguing them over the past few months.
[Jack] was surprised when Jonas broke the silence. "What does the elephant represent?"
Maybe he wasn’t as out of it as Jack thought. Or maybe it was just that intellectual mind that refused to forget anything that might be significant. Jack sighed and gave the desired explanation. "Some big thing or issue that everyone is avoiding discussing. Like having a big elephant in the corner, not exactly a normal sight, and no one commenting about it."
Jonas nodded slightly against him. He was a smart boy and could draw the conclusions and implications all on his own. Still, his directness took Jack by surprise. "Colonel, I know you miss Dr. Jackson. And I know you probably still blame me for my role in all of it. I don’t blame you for feeling that way. I just hope that someday you’ll be able to accept me."
And there it was. And yet…Jack had felt that blame at first. He had been telling himself that he still felt it right up until the whole incident with the mother ship. But now when he honestly examined it, he suspected that it was simply masking something deeper. He wasn’t sure he was ready to look at that truth yet.
He tried to find some tactful way to put it to his new teammate. "I don’t think it’s about blame, Jonas. I’m not saying that I didn’t feel that way at first, because I did. But now…you’re just not Daniel. It’s going to take me a while to adjust, that’s all."
"I understand that," Jonas said quietly.
They sat in silence for a few minutes. But it wasn’t the strained silence that usually existed between them; instead it was almost companionable. Something prompted Jack to continue. "You remind me of him sometimes," he confessed softly.
Jonas twisted to look up at him, obviously surprised. "I remind you of Dr. Jackson?" he asked, as if needing clarification.
"Yes."
"Huh." Jonas turned his face back towards the fire. After a moment he responded quietly, "That’s probably the best compliment I’ve had in a long time."
Pairing: N/A
Category: Angst, drama, gen, hurt/comfort, Jonas Quinn, Jack O'Neill.
Warning: Mention of (canon) character death.
Author on LJ:
philote_auctorAuthor's Website: Fanfiction.net Profile
Link: Simple Addition
Why This Must Be Read: It's rare to find decent fanfiction featuring Jonas, especially stories that can be defined as anything more than mediocre. When you do find the few exceptions, it's often a gem like this one. With this story, Philote manages to capture both Jack's and Jonas's voices while also showing the beginning of the gradual shift from Jonas being "Daniel's replacement" to becoming an important member of the team.
This story is set near the beginning of the sixth season, right after Jonas officially becomes a member of SG-1 and before the others, especially Jack, truly start to accept him. Jack and Jonas are caught in a crossfire, and they both have to work out some of the issues that have been plaguing them over the past few months.
[Jack] was surprised when Jonas broke the silence. "What does the elephant represent?"
Maybe he wasn’t as out of it as Jack thought. Or maybe it was just that intellectual mind that refused to forget anything that might be significant. Jack sighed and gave the desired explanation. "Some big thing or issue that everyone is avoiding discussing. Like having a big elephant in the corner, not exactly a normal sight, and no one commenting about it."
Jonas nodded slightly against him. He was a smart boy and could draw the conclusions and implications all on his own. Still, his directness took Jack by surprise. "Colonel, I know you miss Dr. Jackson. And I know you probably still blame me for my role in all of it. I don’t blame you for feeling that way. I just hope that someday you’ll be able to accept me."
And there it was. And yet…Jack had felt that blame at first. He had been telling himself that he still felt it right up until the whole incident with the mother ship. But now when he honestly examined it, he suspected that it was simply masking something deeper. He wasn’t sure he was ready to look at that truth yet.
He tried to find some tactful way to put it to his new teammate. "I don’t think it’s about blame, Jonas. I’m not saying that I didn’t feel that way at first, because I did. But now…you’re just not Daniel. It’s going to take me a while to adjust, that’s all."
"I understand that," Jonas said quietly.
They sat in silence for a few minutes. But it wasn’t the strained silence that usually existed between them; instead it was almost companionable. Something prompted Jack to continue. "You remind me of him sometimes," he confessed softly.
Jonas twisted to look up at him, obviously surprised. "I remind you of Dr. Jackson?" he asked, as if needing clarification.
"Yes."
"Huh." Jonas turned his face back towards the fire. After a moment he responded quietly, "That’s probably the best compliment I’ve had in a long time."
