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Rec Category: Gen
Pairing: None
Category: Gen, Teal'c, SG1, action, h/c, angst, drama
Warning: violence, language
Author on LJ:
aurora_novarium
Author's Website:
Link: Vanquishing Demons
Why This Must Be Read:
This was written in three parts for the
tealc_ficathon. It takes place after Serpents Venom with Teal'c feeling out of place and weak. The fic deals with him and the team (the interaction between them all is wonderful!) as they go on a mission filled with a ton of action. It's sometimes hard to find a gen fic (or any fic) that gets Teal'c voice just right, but the author manages to do this for this fic. I really like this one and it almost seems like it could have been an episode.
Teal'c was aware at how she brushed against his arm. She had been doing that since they had rendezvoused on the moon. Did his weakness show so much that Major Carter felt she must hover and protect him? He again vowed to himself to prove his self reliance before their next mission.
Daniel Jackson's words came back to him. "It's not a weakness to ask for help, you know. We're your friends. All you have to do is say the word." Was his pride exacerbating this situation? His kel'no'reem had been fitful, and he would not be able to proclaim himself ready to serve on SG-1 if he did not get some answers. His recent experiences had weakened his mental barriers. Teal'c prided himself on his compartmentalization; it was something Master Bra'tac had taught him. Thinking of Bra'tac brought a fresh pain to his heart. Though his mind and his soul said Bra'tac's death must be one of Terok's many lies, his heart still feared the worst.
With great reluctance, Teal'c allowed a small confession. "I had hoped it was Master Bra'tac. I wished to speak with him about some matters."
"Oh. You couldn't reach him on Chulak?"
"He was not there, and had not been seen in some time. No doubt he is recruiting more warriors to the rebel cause."
"No doubt." Sam gave a small smile. "You know, Dad's making a scheduled contact shortly for a shared intelligence briefing. If you want, I could ask him if he's heard any word about Bra'tac?"
Teal'c gazed down at her. She was watching him carefully. He kept his expression neutral, though his thoughts roiled at the possibility of finding out definitely that Terok's lies may actually have a kernel of truth. But living like this, not knowing, was becoming impossible.
Decision made, he nodded. "I would appreciate that, Major Carter."
Major Carter squeezed his arm. "Of course, Teal'c. What are friends for?"
The klaxons began to blare again. "This is probably him now. You want to stick around, ask him yourself?"
"I am sure you will explain it adequately Major Carter. Please...convey my regards to your father."
Major Carter flashed one of her blinding smiles. "Sure thing, Teal'c. Save me a seat at breakfast."
Teal'c nodded and walked towards the elevator. He had to admit, sharing a bit of his burden, even if not fully explaining the whole, had relieved a bit of the pain in his heart.
Pairing: None
Category: Gen, Teal'c, SG1, action, h/c, angst, drama
Warning: violence, language
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website:
Link: Vanquishing Demons
Why This Must Be Read:
This was written in three parts for the
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Teal'c was aware at how she brushed against his arm. She had been doing that since they had rendezvoused on the moon. Did his weakness show so much that Major Carter felt she must hover and protect him? He again vowed to himself to prove his self reliance before their next mission.
Daniel Jackson's words came back to him. "It's not a weakness to ask for help, you know. We're your friends. All you have to do is say the word." Was his pride exacerbating this situation? His kel'no'reem had been fitful, and he would not be able to proclaim himself ready to serve on SG-1 if he did not get some answers. His recent experiences had weakened his mental barriers. Teal'c prided himself on his compartmentalization; it was something Master Bra'tac had taught him. Thinking of Bra'tac brought a fresh pain to his heart. Though his mind and his soul said Bra'tac's death must be one of Terok's many lies, his heart still feared the worst.
With great reluctance, Teal'c allowed a small confession. "I had hoped it was Master Bra'tac. I wished to speak with him about some matters."
"Oh. You couldn't reach him on Chulak?"
"He was not there, and had not been seen in some time. No doubt he is recruiting more warriors to the rebel cause."
"No doubt." Sam gave a small smile. "You know, Dad's making a scheduled contact shortly for a shared intelligence briefing. If you want, I could ask him if he's heard any word about Bra'tac?"
Teal'c gazed down at her. She was watching him carefully. He kept his expression neutral, though his thoughts roiled at the possibility of finding out definitely that Terok's lies may actually have a kernel of truth. But living like this, not knowing, was becoming impossible.
Decision made, he nodded. "I would appreciate that, Major Carter."
Major Carter squeezed his arm. "Of course, Teal'c. What are friends for?"
The klaxons began to blare again. "This is probably him now. You want to stick around, ask him yourself?"
"I am sure you will explain it adequately Major Carter. Please...convey my regards to your father."
Major Carter flashed one of her blinding smiles. "Sure thing, Teal'c. Save me a seat at breakfast."
Teal'c nodded and walked towards the elevator. He had to admit, sharing a bit of his burden, even if not fully explaining the whole, had relieved a bit of the pain in his heart.