Homecoming Game by Ivory Gates (PG)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Jack/Daniel
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Category: SG-1, slash, Daniel/Jack, Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill, angst, established relationship
Warning: Language, referenced sexual infidelity
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ivorygates
Author's Website: two gates of sleep
Link: Homecoming Game
Why This Must Be Read:
'Homecoming Game' is the SG-1 sequel to 'Hotel Sex,' a brilliant SG-1/House crossover. What you need to know of the events in that fic is embedded in this one, and while I loved reading them for the first time in chronological order, I think it would be fascinating to start with this one and let it make you burningly curious to find out what really happened and go read its predecessor and then read this one again. (The House sequel, 'Light Housekeeping,' is also excellent, although it benefits more from familiarity with both sources than 'Hotel Sex' does.) So the angle of approach is up to you -- but this fic stands wholly on its own as a set of paired character studies that combine into a striking portrait of Jack and Daniel's relationship.
There's a painful stillness at the center of the Stargate story as it's imagined through this single scene, where Jack and Daniel are set up like two facing mirrors, reflecting each other, and their surroundings, and the reflections of themselves in each other, to the limits of sight. Nothing is sugar-coated, and by the same token there's no melodrama, only angst as bitter and tight as a clenched fist; this is love at its most bare-knuckles realistic, and it's a powerful thing.
Excerpt:
The Air Force says you're supposed to follow the orders no matter what they are. And no matter who gives them.
He never quite could.
Case in point? Abydos.
Where Daniel died the first time.
Where Daniel started to mean too much to him.
He doesn't even know how many times Daniel's actually died, by now, because he doesn't want to remember.
And now they're here.
Drinking coffee and not talking.
He'd rather not talk. It's not that he's afraid of what Daniel might say. He just doesn't want to hear it.
At least Daniel's here – back, safe - and Jack didn't walk in to find the place full of strange men with guns. He checks on the place when Daniel's away, anyway, just... because.
As if keeping Daniel's apartment secure will keep Daniel secure.
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Category: SG-1, slash, Daniel/Jack, Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill, angst, established relationship
Warning: Language, referenced sexual infidelity
Author on LJ:
ivorygatesAuthor's Website: two gates of sleep
Link: Homecoming Game
Why This Must Be Read:
'Homecoming Game' is the SG-1 sequel to 'Hotel Sex,' a brilliant SG-1/House crossover. What you need to know of the events in that fic is embedded in this one, and while I loved reading them for the first time in chronological order, I think it would be fascinating to start with this one and let it make you burningly curious to find out what really happened and go read its predecessor and then read this one again. (The House sequel, 'Light Housekeeping,' is also excellent, although it benefits more from familiarity with both sources than 'Hotel Sex' does.) So the angle of approach is up to you -- but this fic stands wholly on its own as a set of paired character studies that combine into a striking portrait of Jack and Daniel's relationship.
There's a painful stillness at the center of the Stargate story as it's imagined through this single scene, where Jack and Daniel are set up like two facing mirrors, reflecting each other, and their surroundings, and the reflections of themselves in each other, to the limits of sight. Nothing is sugar-coated, and by the same token there's no melodrama, only angst as bitter and tight as a clenched fist; this is love at its most bare-knuckles realistic, and it's a powerful thing.
Excerpt:
The Air Force says you're supposed to follow the orders no matter what they are. And no matter who gives them.
He never quite could.
Case in point? Abydos.
Where Daniel died the first time.
Where Daniel started to mean too much to him.
He doesn't even know how many times Daniel's actually died, by now, because he doesn't want to remember.
And now they're here.
Drinking coffee and not talking.
He'd rather not talk. It's not that he's afraid of what Daniel might say. He just doesn't want to hear it.
At least Daniel's here – back, safe - and Jack didn't walk in to find the place full of strange men with guns. He checks on the place when Daniel's away, anyway, just... because.
As if keeping Daniel's apartment secure will keep Daniel secure.
