stargateficrec | Da Capo, by Julie (G) (Reply)

Rec Category: Sam and Teal’c friendship

Pairing: none

Categories: Sam and Teal’c friendship, Samantha Carter, Teal’c, gen, vignette, episode related

Warnings: spoilers for Unending

Author on LJ: splash_the_cat

Author's Website: Moments of Adoration

Link: Da Capo

Why This Must Be Read: I should clarify that I absolutely hated Unending.

And yet, I rec this fic. That should tell you something. :)

One of the saving graces of Unending was the lovely friendship between Sam and Teal'c. In this charming vignette, Teal'c presents Sam with a keepsake - a memory that only he still possesses, but that embodies a woman he admires and cherishes.

With lovely metaphor and a tribute to Teal'c's grace and calm, Da Capo is a marvelous tag to what I personally consider to be a horrible episode. If you enjoyed Unending, you will simply find this utterly delightful; but if, like me, you hated it, I urge you to try this story anyway. You'll be glad that you did.

She doesn't notice the CD in a paper sleeve sitting on top of the stack until she pulls a report free, almost tumbling it to the floor. The CD itself is unlabeled, but tiny print on a corner of the sleeve says, "These will wait. I believe you will enjoy this. Teal'c."

Sam bounces the gift on her palm, eyeing the stack of paper. She should wait; maybe listen to it in the car on the way home. If she even goes home. There's been talk of sending her back to Area 51 to take charge of the database project, and as much as she enjoyed her time there, immersed in research, she's loath to even think about it now that she's back here. If she can at least replicate the weapons, soon, she hopes that will quiet the rumbling about transfers.

"Oh, this is ridiculous," she chides herself. "Ten minutes isn't going to make a difference." So she shoves the stack of papers to the side before pulling the CD free of its sleeve, and pops it into her computer. Dvorak's "Cello Concerto in B minor" whines out of the laptop a moment later, the sound thin and reedy. Hurriedly, she plugs in the high-end speakers she uses for sonics projects and, oh … Sam sinks into her chair as the rich sound washes over her, filling the space of her lab and forcing everything else from her thoughts.