O'Neill by Gumnut (PG)
Jul. 7th, 2007 04:29 pmRec Category: Teal'c
Pairing: none
Category: Teal'c, Jack O'Neill, episode related, Teal'c and Jack friendship
Warning: none
Author on LJ
gumnut
Author's Website: Gumnut Uncensored
Link: O'Neill
Why This Must Be Read:
In this short snippet, set late in "Lost City" aboard the Teltak hurtling back to Earth, we get a glimpse into what Teal'c is thinking as Jack succumbs to the Ancient knowledge in his brain.
gumnut gives us a taste of everything Jack has meant to Teal'c over the years.
He had no idea what O’Neill was saying and, at the same time, no idea what he was doing either. It was most frustrating at a time when the one thing he did know was that O’Neill was dying.
He moved away from the entrance way and walked into the room. The Colonel didn’t react to his motion, still busily fiddling with equipment the man didn’t normally know how to pronounce the name of, much less use.
“Are you preparing a weapon for battle, O’Neill?”
A brief shake of his head, uncoordinated with his expression. A lost look in his eyes as his personality was muffled by the knowledge crowding his brain.
Teal’c tried again.
“Sensors have detected an armada of Goa’uld ships in orbit around Earth.” An appeal to the soldier within.
This time there was no response at all. Tinkering fingers. Teal’c squelched the urge to catch those hands and force the man to look at him. His stomach knotted and he frowned, a desperation building inside him, fighting against the inevitable.
Pairing: none
Category: Teal'c, Jack O'Neill, episode related, Teal'c and Jack friendship
Warning: none
Author on LJ
Author's Website: Gumnut Uncensored
Link: O'Neill
Why This Must Be Read:
In this short snippet, set late in "Lost City" aboard the Teltak hurtling back to Earth, we get a glimpse into what Teal'c is thinking as Jack succumbs to the Ancient knowledge in his brain.
He had no idea what O’Neill was saying and, at the same time, no idea what he was doing either. It was most frustrating at a time when the one thing he did know was that O’Neill was dying.
He moved away from the entrance way and walked into the room. The Colonel didn’t react to his motion, still busily fiddling with equipment the man didn’t normally know how to pronounce the name of, much less use.
“Are you preparing a weapon for battle, O’Neill?”
A brief shake of his head, uncoordinated with his expression. A lost look in his eyes as his personality was muffled by the knowledge crowding his brain.
Teal’c tried again.
“Sensors have detected an armada of Goa’uld ships in orbit around Earth.” An appeal to the soldier within.
This time there was no response at all. Tinkering fingers. Teal’c squelched the urge to catch those hands and force the man to look at him. His stomach knotted and he frowned, a desperation building inside him, fighting against the inevitable.