Az'heni by Aurora Novarum (PG)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Sam Carter
Pairing: none
Category: team, friendship, drama, adventure
Warning: minor language
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aurora_novarum
Author's Website:
Link: http://community.livejournal.com/samcarterfic/13854.html#cutid1
Why This Must Be Read: I'm a fan of fics that explore changes that characters go through. In this case, we have Sam still struggling with the after affects of being blended with a Tok'ra. But is' more than that. It's also a tale of Sam finding herself again with the support of her team and that of her father, wrapped within a team adventure off-world.
Sam's attention shifted from the boy to Daniel. He was looking over
the embankment. In the next instant, the boy took off at a run, but
Sam barely noticed his departure. Her eyes arrested to where Daniel
was pointing at a small speck in the middle of a frozen lake bed. A
child had fallen through the ice.
Daniel was already scrambling over the embankment. Teal'c had
started after the boy, but turned again at Daniel's movement.
"She's going to drown!" Daniel shouted back to the team, not stopping.
"Daniel, hold up!" Colonel O'Neill shouted back. He too started
moving over the embankment. "Teal'c, get the rope. Carter be ready."
"Sir, if the ice is weak, I'm lighter."
O'Neill's steely gaze locked on hers. "I don't think any of us are
lighter than that kid out there. You're the closest we have to a
medic, and I need you here."
Sam knew an order when she heard it, so she bit back further protest
and gave a crisp nod. It didn't stop her from fidgeting as her
teammates carefully moved on their stomachs across the ice, forming a
human chain.
"Jack, she's going under!" Daniel cried out the warning an instant
before he lunged forward.
"Daniel!" O'Neill regained his floundering hold after Daniel's
sudden movements and immediately began to pull him back.
"Got her!" On hearing Daniel's cry, Sam released the breath she
didn't know she was holding.
"Haul us back, Teal'c." O'Neill ordered. Sam pulled on the rope
Teal'c had anchored to the tree in an attempt to more quickly bring
her teammates and their young charge back to shore. As her teammates
drew closer, Sam's attention was immediately drawn to the child he
had plucked from the water.
"Sh-sh-she's not breathing," Daniel shivered out. Sam grabbed the
girl, taking basic vitals before starting mouth to mouth resuscitation.
As she paused to again take the girl's pulse and check for breath
sounds, she was struck by the youngster's similarity to Cassie--not
enough that the two girls would ever be mistaken for sisters, but
something about the eyebrows and nose Sam was now pinching closed
reminded her of Janet Fraiser's adoptive daughter. The girl was
younger, probably around six years old, but Sam immediately thought
of Cassandra.
She was vaguely aware of her teammates' movements and presence, but
even that awareness receded as her whole environment was focused on
the girl.
Count off compressions, breathe breathe breathe. Pulse check.
Count off compressions, breathe breathe breathe. Over and over
again.
Pairing: none
Category: team, friendship, drama, adventure
Warning: minor language
Author on LJ:
aurora_novarumAuthor's Website:
Link: http://community.livejournal.com/samcarterfic/13854.html#cutid1
Why This Must Be Read: I'm a fan of fics that explore changes that characters go through. In this case, we have Sam still struggling with the after affects of being blended with a Tok'ra. But is' more than that. It's also a tale of Sam finding herself again with the support of her team and that of her father, wrapped within a team adventure off-world.
Sam's attention shifted from the boy to Daniel. He was looking over
the embankment. In the next instant, the boy took off at a run, but
Sam barely noticed his departure. Her eyes arrested to where Daniel
was pointing at a small speck in the middle of a frozen lake bed. A
child had fallen through the ice.
Daniel was already scrambling over the embankment. Teal'c had
started after the boy, but turned again at Daniel's movement.
"She's going to drown!" Daniel shouted back to the team, not stopping.
"Daniel, hold up!" Colonel O'Neill shouted back. He too started
moving over the embankment. "Teal'c, get the rope. Carter be ready."
"Sir, if the ice is weak, I'm lighter."
O'Neill's steely gaze locked on hers. "I don't think any of us are
lighter than that kid out there. You're the closest we have to a
medic, and I need you here."
Sam knew an order when she heard it, so she bit back further protest
and gave a crisp nod. It didn't stop her from fidgeting as her
teammates carefully moved on their stomachs across the ice, forming a
human chain.
"Jack, she's going under!" Daniel cried out the warning an instant
before he lunged forward.
"Daniel!" O'Neill regained his floundering hold after Daniel's
sudden movements and immediately began to pull him back.
"Got her!" On hearing Daniel's cry, Sam released the breath she
didn't know she was holding.
"Haul us back, Teal'c." O'Neill ordered. Sam pulled on the rope
Teal'c had anchored to the tree in an attempt to more quickly bring
her teammates and their young charge back to shore. As her teammates
drew closer, Sam's attention was immediately drawn to the child he
had plucked from the water.
"Sh-sh-she's not breathing," Daniel shivered out. Sam grabbed the
girl, taking basic vitals before starting mouth to mouth resuscitation.
As she paused to again take the girl's pulse and check for breath
sounds, she was struck by the youngster's similarity to Cassie--not
enough that the two girls would ever be mistaken for sisters, but
something about the eyebrows and nose Sam was now pinching closed
reminded her of Janet Fraiser's adoptive daughter. The girl was
younger, probably around six years old, but Sam immediately thought
of Cassandra.
She was vaguely aware of her teammates' movements and presence, but
even that awareness receded as her whole environment was focused on
the girl.
Count off compressions, breathe breathe breathe. Pulse check.
Count off compressions, breathe breathe breathe. Over and over
again.
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