Eagles and Weasels, by Celli (PG)
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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Humor
Categories: crossover, team, Thor, Paul Davis
Warnings: crossover with JAG
Author on LJ:celli
Author's Website: celli at AO3
Link: Eagles and Weasels
Why This Must Be Read: When the Marine Corps grows suspicious of the alarming number of deaths ascribed to "deep space telemetry" in Cheyenne Mountain, JAG is sent in. Teal'c, Thor, and a strangely-familiar Tok'ra -- not to mention SG-1 in all its idiosyncratic glory -- was not what they were expecting!
Even if (like me) you've never seen a single episode of JAG, trust me -- witty snark and banter, wonderful outside perspective of the SGC, and sparkling characterization will leave you with a huge smile on your face.
Jack took his time strolling into the brig. He sighed heavily. Tucked his thumbs in his belt loops. Eased his weight back onto one heel. Forward onto his toes.
Through it all, the man and woman in the adjoining cells remained rigidly at attention.
"You know," Jack said to the nearest wall, "this brig has held its share of traitors and aliens. Mostly traitorous aliens," he added upon reflection. "But to my knowledge it's never held lawyers before."
Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie, U.S. Marine Corps, remained frozen in place, her stormy gaze trained on empty air. Beside her, Naval Commander Harmon Rabb's hands twitched at his sides, but he didn't so much as blink.
Jack looked around consideringly. "We might have to fumigate after this."
Categories: crossover, team, Thor, Paul Davis
Warnings: crossover with JAG
Author on LJ:
celliAuthor's Website: celli at AO3
Link: Eagles and Weasels
Why This Must Be Read: When the Marine Corps grows suspicious of the alarming number of deaths ascribed to "deep space telemetry" in Cheyenne Mountain, JAG is sent in. Teal'c, Thor, and a strangely-familiar Tok'ra -- not to mention SG-1 in all its idiosyncratic glory -- was not what they were expecting!
Even if (like me) you've never seen a single episode of JAG, trust me -- witty snark and banter, wonderful outside perspective of the SGC, and sparkling characterization will leave you with a huge smile on your face.
Jack took his time strolling into the brig. He sighed heavily. Tucked his thumbs in his belt loops. Eased his weight back onto one heel. Forward onto his toes.
Through it all, the man and woman in the adjoining cells remained rigidly at attention.
"You know," Jack said to the nearest wall, "this brig has held its share of traitors and aliens. Mostly traitorous aliens," he added upon reflection. "But to my knowledge it's never held lawyers before."
Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie, U.S. Marine Corps, remained frozen in place, her stormy gaze trained on empty air. Beside her, Naval Commander Harmon Rabb's hands twitched at his sides, but he didn't so much as blink.
Jack looked around consideringly. "We might have to fumigate after this."
