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stargateficrecRec Category: Gen
Pairing: none, although there are allusions
Category: gen, episode related, humor, drama, angst, team, time travel
Warning: references to deaths on show, emotional whumpage, clashing of timelines, some language
Author on LJ: betacandy_sgfic
Author's Website: The Hathor Legacy
Link: You Can't Always Get What You Want
Why This Must Be Read: While this story has been recc'ed before, it was then a WIP. Since then, Betacandy has moved her stories to a different URL and completed this wonderful, angsty, emotion hitting fic. This story does an incredible job of wrapping up all the loose ends of Season Eight, starting from Moebius and finishing with Threads (well, it is a time-travel story!), with an extra Season Seven thread neatly knotted, too.
If you felt horrified at the idea of Daniel stranded alone for five years in Ancient Egypt, only to be saddled with the dysfunctional AU Jack and Sam; if you ever wished that someone would help Daniel recognize his own worth and essential value; if you want to see a realistic happy ending for a lot of people who really deserve it, then this fic is definitely for you.
If you're looking for the rest of Betacandy's fics, now that she's changed URLs, she has a permanent link on her LJ to all her stories: story index
Pairing: none, although there are allusions
Category: gen, episode related, humor, drama, angst, team, time travel
Warning: references to deaths on show, emotional whumpage, clashing of timelines, some language
Author on LJ: betacandy_sgfic
Author's Website: The Hathor Legacy
Link: You Can't Always Get What You Want
Why This Must Be Read: While this story has been recc'ed before, it was then a WIP. Since then, Betacandy has moved her stories to a different URL and completed this wonderful, angsty, emotion hitting fic. This story does an incredible job of wrapping up all the loose ends of Season Eight, starting from Moebius and finishing with Threads (well, it is a time-travel story!), with an extra Season Seven thread neatly knotted, too.
If you felt horrified at the idea of Daniel stranded alone for five years in Ancient Egypt, only to be saddled with the dysfunctional AU Jack and Sam; if you ever wished that someone would help Daniel recognize his own worth and essential value; if you want to see a realistic happy ending for a lot of people who really deserve it, then this fic is definitely for you.
If you're looking for the rest of Betacandy's fics, now that she's changed URLs, she has a permanent link on her LJ to all her stories: story index
Jack was still watching him. “Where exactly is everybody?”
“Uh,” Daniel murmured. “We must have been in the middle of... okay, Teal'c should be on or near Dakara with Bra’tac and the rebel Jaffa right now. Sam and I...” He broke off, realizing.
Jack raised his eyebrows.
Well, they were going to find out sooner or later. “Sam is back at the base by now. Jack’s there, too.”
“And you?” Jack asked meaningfully.
He made certain he didn’t look at Sam, but he could feel her listening. “I’m either being held by a Replicator... or I’m already dead.”
“Oh, god,” Sam said anyway, looking devastated. She shut off the television and put the remote down on the couch.
Daniel looked at her apologetically. For not the first time, he wished he hadn’t laid all that about the Replicator on her. “It’s okay,” he said lamely.
“’Okay’ is not a very high standard with you,” Jack muttered. He gestured toward Sam and himself. “Do they know your situation?”
Daniel nodded. “Yeah.”
“Then they’ll be keeping long hours,” Jack surmised. “Right?”
Daniel stared at him. “With Anubis plotting to destroy all life in the galaxy, I would assume so.”
Jack narrowed his eyes slightly. “Well, let’s not waste time here. You guys pack up some basic stuff: food, supplies. I’m going to grab some clothes. Daniel, where-”
“End of the hall,” Daniel pointed.
Jack nodded and dashed off to the bedroom.
Sam and Teal'c turned to Daniel. He sighed and beckoned for them to follow him to the garage, where they snatched some basic camping supplies, carefully arranging everything to hide the theft.
On their way back, they met Jack on his way back from the bedroom. He extended his hand to Daniel, a slightly reflective object danging between his fingers. Daniel stepped forward until he could see... “Glasses?”
“Yep,” Jack said. “Found ‘em in the spare room. They don’t seem to be my prescription.”
Daniel tried them on, and the world came into relatively sharp, clear focus, although he thought maybe his prescription had changed over the past five years. “Whoa. Yeah, I remember now. I lost these a couple of years ago. Never did find out what happened to them.”
“How’d they end up here?” Jack asked mildly.
Daniel shrugged, then thought harder. “It was probably the time we all came over along with Cassie and Janet to celebrate... uh, the end of a mission. Anyway, I accidentally double-dosed on painkillers between the entree and dessert, and thought my apple pie was trying to crawl off my plate. Janet was ready to kill me. She...” He chuckled at the memory. ”She took over the guestroom and turned it into a makeshift infirmary for the night.”
“Cassie and Janet?” Sam asked.
Daniel stared at her, feeling his heart thud dully. “Oh, that’s a long story.”
“Uh,” Daniel murmured. “We must have been in the middle of... okay, Teal'c should be on or near Dakara with Bra’tac and the rebel Jaffa right now. Sam and I...” He broke off, realizing.
Jack raised his eyebrows.
Well, they were going to find out sooner or later. “Sam is back at the base by now. Jack’s there, too.”
“And you?” Jack asked meaningfully.
He made certain he didn’t look at Sam, but he could feel her listening. “I’m either being held by a Replicator... or I’m already dead.”
“Oh, god,” Sam said anyway, looking devastated. She shut off the television and put the remote down on the couch.
Daniel looked at her apologetically. For not the first time, he wished he hadn’t laid all that about the Replicator on her. “It’s okay,” he said lamely.
“’Okay’ is not a very high standard with you,” Jack muttered. He gestured toward Sam and himself. “Do they know your situation?”
Daniel nodded. “Yeah.”
“Then they’ll be keeping long hours,” Jack surmised. “Right?”
Daniel stared at him. “With Anubis plotting to destroy all life in the galaxy, I would assume so.”
Jack narrowed his eyes slightly. “Well, let’s not waste time here. You guys pack up some basic stuff: food, supplies. I’m going to grab some clothes. Daniel, where-”
“End of the hall,” Daniel pointed.
Jack nodded and dashed off to the bedroom.
Sam and Teal'c turned to Daniel. He sighed and beckoned for them to follow him to the garage, where they snatched some basic camping supplies, carefully arranging everything to hide the theft.
On their way back, they met Jack on his way back from the bedroom. He extended his hand to Daniel, a slightly reflective object danging between his fingers. Daniel stepped forward until he could see... “Glasses?”
“Yep,” Jack said. “Found ‘em in the spare room. They don’t seem to be my prescription.”
Daniel tried them on, and the world came into relatively sharp, clear focus, although he thought maybe his prescription had changed over the past five years. “Whoa. Yeah, I remember now. I lost these a couple of years ago. Never did find out what happened to them.”
“How’d they end up here?” Jack asked mildly.
Daniel shrugged, then thought harder. “It was probably the time we all came over along with Cassie and Janet to celebrate... uh, the end of a mission. Anyway, I accidentally double-dosed on painkillers between the entree and dessert, and thought my apple pie was trying to crawl off my plate. Janet was ready to kill me. She...” He chuckled at the memory. ”She took over the guestroom and turned it into a makeshift infirmary for the night.”
“Cassie and Janet?” Sam asked.
Daniel stared at her, feeling his heart thud dully. “Oh, that’s a long story.”
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