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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Sam and Daniel friendship
Categories: angst, character study, episode related
Warnings: spoilers through S7, including Heroes
Author on LJ:fridayschild85
Author's Website: unknown
Link: The Walls We Build Around Us
Why This Must Be Read: If you have ever felt that the Daniel who came back in S7 wasn't quite the same Daniel who walked through the metaphorical Stargate at the end of S5, then this angsty exploration of Sam and Daniel's friendship is for you.
Fridayschild traces Sam's reactions and thoughts throughout the course of the season, as she categorizes what's changed, what's missing, and what's lost. Sam wants to reconnect with Daniel, and something is there... but it's not the same, and never will be.
This is poignant and powerful and piercing, all at once. Not an easy read, but an honest one -- and a good one.
Sam doesn’t trust herself not to yell about how badly she wants her Daniel back now because she can’t do this – Can. Not. Do. This. – with the stranger two cushions over. So she nods without so much as sneaking a peek at him from between her fingers.
The couch shifts beneath her, but Sam stubbornly refuses to look at him. She doesn’t look at him when he sits beside her. Doesn’t look at him when he slips an arm around her or when he pulls her to him.
She keeps her eyes shut and tries to pretend she can’t feel how awkwardly Daniel’s holding her, but it’s no good. The hard muscles pressed tightly against her rigid body are an unwanted reminder of just how different this Daniel is from the man she met in an alien pyramid seven long years ago.
Daniel’s always been fit, but once upon a time, he’d been all lanky limbs. Nowadays he’s ripped, well-defined muscles adding bulk to what were once gangly arms and legs.
It’s like a physical manifestation of the hardness inside him now.
When Sam finally gives in and lets herself cry, she’s not sure which one of her lost friends she’s really grieving for.
Categories: angst, character study, episode related
Warnings: spoilers through S7, including Heroes
Author on LJ:
fridayschild85Author's Website: unknown
Link: The Walls We Build Around Us
Why This Must Be Read: If you have ever felt that the Daniel who came back in S7 wasn't quite the same Daniel who walked through the metaphorical Stargate at the end of S5, then this angsty exploration of Sam and Daniel's friendship is for you.
Fridayschild traces Sam's reactions and thoughts throughout the course of the season, as she categorizes what's changed, what's missing, and what's lost. Sam wants to reconnect with Daniel, and something is there... but it's not the same, and never will be.
This is poignant and powerful and piercing, all at once. Not an easy read, but an honest one -- and a good one.
Sam doesn’t trust herself not to yell about how badly she wants her Daniel back now because she can’t do this – Can. Not. Do. This. – with the stranger two cushions over. So she nods without so much as sneaking a peek at him from between her fingers.
The couch shifts beneath her, but Sam stubbornly refuses to look at him. She doesn’t look at him when he sits beside her. Doesn’t look at him when he slips an arm around her or when he pulls her to him.
She keeps her eyes shut and tries to pretend she can’t feel how awkwardly Daniel’s holding her, but it’s no good. The hard muscles pressed tightly against her rigid body are an unwanted reminder of just how different this Daniel is from the man she met in an alien pyramid seven long years ago.
Daniel’s always been fit, but once upon a time, he’d been all lanky limbs. Nowadays he’s ripped, well-defined muscles adding bulk to what were once gangly arms and legs.
It’s like a physical manifestation of the hardness inside him now.
When Sam finally gives in and lets herself cry, she’s not sure which one of her lost friends she’s really grieving for.
