The Furies Wept by nandamai (PG-13)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Jack O'Neill
Pairing: Sam/Jack
Category: action-adventure, drama, het, longfic
Warnings: het
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nandamai
Author's Website: nanda's lament
Link: The Furies Wept
Why This Must Be Read:
To own my biases: I am not easily convinced by Sam/Jack fic. This fic convinces me. Oh man, it convinces me.
The sequel to Resolution and Salvage, it picks up at a point where the evidence of a one-time sexual encounter has led to Jack's retirement and Sam's resignation of her commission to work as a civilian consultant, in the wake of which which they're struggling to make a relationship work. And then Jacob Carter comes by with a mission ...
This is a big fic full of good things: an excellent (and often incredibly funny) Jack POV, action-adventure, understated hurt-comfort, a plausibly bleak sense of galactic politics, and a credible look at two people who love each other but have to work realistically hard to overcome the problems between them.
And as an added bonus, there'snandamai's truly awesome Jacob.
When the waiter’s gone, walking pretty fast, Jack thinks, Jacob targets a frigid stare at Jack. “I just want to know if it’s worth it,” he says.
“What?” Carter asks. Jack has a feeling neither of them is going to like the answer to this.
Jacob waves a hand at Carter and Jack. “Well, you’re obviously not getting along very well — ”
“Dad!”
“Hey!”
“— so it’s got to be the sex, right?”
Carter recoils as if she’s been shot. “Oh, my God. I cannot believe you just said that.”
“Jacob, I don’t think this is —”
“Come on, Jack.” He sets his elbows on the table. The gesture appears casual, but Jack knows better. “My daughter’s career, your demotion from colonel to, what, houseboy? Is sleeping with my daughter worth all that?”
Jack sort of loses it. “You know, Jake, it really is.”
“Okay, that’s it.” Carter leans in, and Jack swears he can see steam gushing from her ears. Well, at least it isn’t all his fault this time. “Look, Dad, we know we screwed up, okay? But we do love each other and we’re trying to make this work and you are not helping.”
Jack wants to say, Go, Carter! but he doesn’t dare. He waves a tiny mental Go, Carter! flag instead.
Pairing: Sam/Jack
Category: action-adventure, drama, het, longfic
Warnings: het
Author on LJ:
nandamaiAuthor's Website: nanda's lament
Link: The Furies Wept
Why This Must Be Read:
To own my biases: I am not easily convinced by Sam/Jack fic. This fic convinces me. Oh man, it convinces me.
The sequel to Resolution and Salvage, it picks up at a point where the evidence of a one-time sexual encounter has led to Jack's retirement and Sam's resignation of her commission to work as a civilian consultant, in the wake of which which they're struggling to make a relationship work. And then Jacob Carter comes by with a mission ...
This is a big fic full of good things: an excellent (and often incredibly funny) Jack POV, action-adventure, understated hurt-comfort, a plausibly bleak sense of galactic politics, and a credible look at two people who love each other but have to work realistically hard to overcome the problems between them.
And as an added bonus, there's
nandamai's truly awesome Jacob. When the waiter’s gone, walking pretty fast, Jack thinks, Jacob targets a frigid stare at Jack. “I just want to know if it’s worth it,” he says.
“What?” Carter asks. Jack has a feeling neither of them is going to like the answer to this.
Jacob waves a hand at Carter and Jack. “Well, you’re obviously not getting along very well — ”
“Dad!”
“Hey!”
“— so it’s got to be the sex, right?”
Carter recoils as if she’s been shot. “Oh, my God. I cannot believe you just said that.”
“Jacob, I don’t think this is —”
“Come on, Jack.” He sets his elbows on the table. The gesture appears casual, but Jack knows better. “My daughter’s career, your demotion from colonel to, what, houseboy? Is sleeping with my daughter worth all that?”
Jack sort of loses it. “You know, Jake, it really is.”
“Okay, that’s it.” Carter leans in, and Jack swears he can see steam gushing from her ears. Well, at least it isn’t all his fault this time. “Look, Dad, we know we screwed up, okay? But we do love each other and we’re trying to make this work and you are not helping.”
Jack wants to say, Go, Carter! but he doesn’t dare. He waves a tiny mental Go, Carter! flag instead.
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Date: 2008-01-15 02:46 pm (UTC)One note for any potential readers: I just redesigned the site and the section breaks are currently missing, which is a very bad thing for a story this long. I hope to fix that this afternoon.
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Date: 2008-01-15 03:51 pm (UTC)Goodfic must be pimped, and this is awesome.
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