Falling Back to Earth, by Annerb (PG-13)
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figs_sg1_recRec Category: AU
Categories: AU, episode related, drama, angst, team, Jack, Sam, Daniel, Teal'c, Sha're, Kawalsky
Warnings: Sam/Jack, language, temporary character death
Author on LJ:annerbhp
Author's Website: Fic Master List
Link: Falling Back to Earth
Why This Must Be Read: In over four years and nearly 600 recs, this is my second Sam/Jack fic rec ever. That should tell you something. :)
In this fabulous AU rewrite of COTG, Sam and Jack are already involved before the story begins. (There are two backstories in this series, both linked at the master post for the fic, which I did not read and are not necessary to enjoy Falling Back to Earth.) What follows is a painfully honest exploration of Jack's struggle to reconcile the regs and Hammond's orders (“ I hereby order you both to cease and desist your personal relationship from this moment forward.”) with his very human reactions and Jack's second-guessing of the choices he makes on the mission, and the twists and turns that happen when Sam is left behind in the Abydos Gate room when Apophis comes calling.
You will love the Jack-voice here. You will love this for Kawalsky, for Sha're, for Daniel. But most of all, you will love this for Sam - wonderfully competent determined Sam, who bonds so fiercely with Teal'c and never, ever stops fighting. By the end of the fic, the formation of SG-1 and SG-2 are delightfully altered, and you'll join me in hoping that Annerb continues to write in this fascinating AU.
If you're a Sam/Jack fan, go read this. And if you're not a Sam/Jack fan, go read this anyway. I most certainly am not, and I loved it!
He grabs her again, shaking her a little as he stares down at her, and he’s damn intimidating, but Sam refuses to look away.
His eyes narrow. “Why are you not afraid?”
She looks up at him and takes a risk. A huge, stupid risk, but her instincts are telling her it’s well past time for stupid. “Because that thing you serve is not a god.”
Something flashes in the guard’s eye and he strikes her across the face, brutal and unexpected, knocking her to the floor.
He leans down, pulling her up close to him again like he might try to get another hit in, but his hands are surprisingly gentle on her arms. “Do not speak of such things again,” he says, somehow a warning rather than an edict, and now she sees the other guard behind him, standing just close enough to have heard her reckless proclamation.
She lowers her eyes, just to show she’s capable of being smart, that she gets what he’s saying. “I understand.”
The guard takes another moment to look at her, his eyes lingering on the bruising that is no doubt blossoming over her face. “Yes,” he says, nodding. “This is safer.”
She has no idea what he’s talking about, but the next thing she knows, he is shoving her away, corralling her towards the rest of the women. The second guard gestures at her, moving as if to take her, but the first one barks something in their language and points at another woman instead.
This one is so quiet, so hopeless, that she doesn’t even bother protesting as the guards manhandle her out of the room.
After they are gone, Sam slowly counts to one hundred and then crosses back over to the panel next to the door.
She’s got a long way to go to hopeless.
Categories: AU, episode related, drama, angst, team, Jack, Sam, Daniel, Teal'c, Sha're, Kawalsky
Warnings: Sam/Jack, language, temporary character death
Author on LJ:
annerbhpAuthor's Website: Fic Master List
Link: Falling Back to Earth
Why This Must Be Read: In over four years and nearly 600 recs, this is my second Sam/Jack fic rec ever. That should tell you something. :)
In this fabulous AU rewrite of COTG, Sam and Jack are already involved before the story begins. (There are two backstories in this series, both linked at the master post for the fic, which I did not read and are not necessary to enjoy Falling Back to Earth.) What follows is a painfully honest exploration of Jack's struggle to reconcile the regs and Hammond's orders (“ I hereby order you both to cease and desist your personal relationship from this moment forward.”) with his very human reactions and Jack's second-guessing of the choices he makes on the mission, and the twists and turns that happen when Sam is left behind in the Abydos Gate room when Apophis comes calling.
You will love the Jack-voice here. You will love this for Kawalsky, for Sha're, for Daniel. But most of all, you will love this for Sam - wonderfully competent determined Sam, who bonds so fiercely with Teal'c and never, ever stops fighting. By the end of the fic, the formation of SG-1 and SG-2 are delightfully altered, and you'll join me in hoping that Annerb continues to write in this fascinating AU.
If you're a Sam/Jack fan, go read this. And if you're not a Sam/Jack fan, go read this anyway. I most certainly am not, and I loved it!
He grabs her again, shaking her a little as he stares down at her, and he’s damn intimidating, but Sam refuses to look away.
His eyes narrow. “Why are you not afraid?”
She looks up at him and takes a risk. A huge, stupid risk, but her instincts are telling her it’s well past time for stupid. “Because that thing you serve is not a god.”
Something flashes in the guard’s eye and he strikes her across the face, brutal and unexpected, knocking her to the floor.
He leans down, pulling her up close to him again like he might try to get another hit in, but his hands are surprisingly gentle on her arms. “Do not speak of such things again,” he says, somehow a warning rather than an edict, and now she sees the other guard behind him, standing just close enough to have heard her reckless proclamation.
She lowers her eyes, just to show she’s capable of being smart, that she gets what he’s saying. “I understand.”
The guard takes another moment to look at her, his eyes lingering on the bruising that is no doubt blossoming over her face. “Yes,” he says, nodding. “This is safer.”
She has no idea what he’s talking about, but the next thing she knows, he is shoving her away, corralling her towards the rest of the women. The second guard gestures at her, moving as if to take her, but the first one barks something in their language and points at another woman instead.
This one is so quiet, so hopeless, that she doesn’t even bother protesting as the guards manhandle her out of the room.
After they are gone, Sam slowly counts to one hundred and then crosses back over to the panel next to the door.
She’s got a long way to go to hopeless.
