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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Tok'ra
Categories: Jack, Kanan, original character, ep related, drama, angst
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:redbyrd_sgfic
Author's Website: Redbyrd's Stargate Fanfiction
Link: Before the Abyss \ Beyond the Abyss
Why This Must Be Read: There are a thousand stories written about the episode Abyss, but it takes Redbyrd, queen of episode-related fics, to tell the story from the perspective of Kanan, the Tok'ra who hijacked Jack's body to rescue Shallon... and make him sympathetic in the process!
Wonderfully written, with interesting original characters, these two stories make an excellent read.
The man was in even worse shape than he appeared. The fever had burned through his energy reserves and major organs were on the verge of failure. He was deeply unconscious, but even so Kanan could sense that only an immense reserve of iron willpower was keeping him stubbornly clinging to life. Kanan started making the physical connections of blending and insinuated himself into the circulatory system, using his own innate abilities bolster the failing immune system. He paused to consider the man's mental state. To made real inroads on the healing, he needed to connect himself to the man's mind. It would be easier if he were conscious. He made the link that would let him talk to the host first. //Wake up.// It took several tries before the host started slowly surfacing. Kanan realized with some irritation that he didn't even know who the man was. //What's your name?//.
The man was responding groggily, confused. //Jack. Wha-?"//
Kanan tried to communicate reassurance. //I am Kanan. You have been very ill. I need to complete the blending..//
The wave of horror and revulsion that flooded the man's mind nearly swamped Kanan in its intensity. Kanan floundered for a moment and then seized control, sending the host back to sleep. If he had not, the man might have started vomiting in his semiconscious state and he wasn't nearly strong enough for that. He quivered with shame. This was not a willing host. What were the healers thinking?
Categories: Jack, Kanan, original character, ep related, drama, angst
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
redbyrd_sgficAuthor's Website: Redbyrd's Stargate Fanfiction
Link: Before the Abyss \ Beyond the Abyss
Why This Must Be Read: There are a thousand stories written about the episode Abyss, but it takes Redbyrd, queen of episode-related fics, to tell the story from the perspective of Kanan, the Tok'ra who hijacked Jack's body to rescue Shallon... and make him sympathetic in the process!
Wonderfully written, with interesting original characters, these two stories make an excellent read.
The man was in even worse shape than he appeared. The fever had burned through his energy reserves and major organs were on the verge of failure. He was deeply unconscious, but even so Kanan could sense that only an immense reserve of iron willpower was keeping him stubbornly clinging to life. Kanan started making the physical connections of blending and insinuated himself into the circulatory system, using his own innate abilities bolster the failing immune system. He paused to consider the man's mental state. To made real inroads on the healing, he needed to connect himself to the man's mind. It would be easier if he were conscious. He made the link that would let him talk to the host first. //Wake up.// It took several tries before the host started slowly surfacing. Kanan realized with some irritation that he didn't even know who the man was. //What's your name?//.
The man was responding groggily, confused. //Jack. Wha-?"//
Kanan tried to communicate reassurance. //I am Kanan. You have been very ill. I need to complete the blending..//
The wave of horror and revulsion that flooded the man's mind nearly swamped Kanan in its intensity. Kanan floundered for a moment and then seized control, sending the host back to sleep. If he had not, the man might have started vomiting in his semiconscious state and he wasn't nearly strong enough for that. He quivered with shame. This was not a willing host. What were the healers thinking?
