stargateficrec | A Friend in Need by Sioux (NC-17)

Rec Category: Jack/Daniel
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Categories: Jack/Daniel, episode related (The Fifth Race, Window of Opportunity)
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: No idea...
Author's Website: Sioux at Area 52
Link: Via Area 52; part I, part II

Why This Must Be Read:
This is a poignant and somewhat bittersweet two-piece. One of those ‘what-ifs’ that you wished turned out differently, and yet when caught up in the middle of things, you’d still might want both Jack and Daniel to at least have memories of what they could have had. It’s somewhat PWP, but it struck a cord with me, and stayed in my mind for days after.

Snippet of the fic:

"Sorry Daniel. Put those down I've got something I need to ask you." Reluctantly he put his pile of photographs down and let me tow him out into the corridors. I needed to find somewhere as private as possible for the conversation I had planned and Daniel's office wasn't that private, not with the all seeing twenty-four, seven camera up near the roof. I dragged him along through the base towards the VIP dormitory section. For no reason I chose the second guest room, threw open the door, hauled Daniel in, used him to slam the door shut and then locked it. By now he was looking at me as if I had taken leave of my senses, which I suppose wasn't too far from the truth.

"Jack what is this about?" he asked, then jerked away from my hands which had just removed his glasses. I folded them and placed them on top of the bureau by the door and then put a hand on the door at each side of his head, used my feet to part his legs then stand between them and leaned against him. Yes, an extremely intimidating position. I wanted the truth, whole and possibly harsh and I didn't want to give Daniel a chance to even think about softening it for me.

"You mentioned the language of the Ancients." I began, then got cut off.

"Have you remembered it? That would be great we can begin.."

"No, Daniel. I haven't remembered it. I'm sorry," I added at the crestfallen look. "Actually I don't really remember much about that time." I wasn't lying about that. "I do remember you insisting I went to bed, then getting in with me."

Here he dropped his head, as much as he could, so he wouldn't have to make eye contact with me. A sure sign of embarrassment where Daniel is concerned. "I wanted to ask you exactly what happened that night."

"Maybe it's best if you don't know, Jack," he muttered, his ears starting to turn pink.