H is for Holding On, by JDJunkie (PG-13)
Aug. 27th, 2014 10:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
figs_sg1_recRec Category: Episode Related
Categories: Daniel, friendship, angst, team
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:jdjunkie
Author's Website: JDJunkie at AO3
Link: H is for Holding On
Why This Must Be Read: Bookmark this poignant, powerful story for the next time you want to read an episode tag to Meridian that is angsty and friendshippy and teamy, with just the smallest promise of the comfort of togetherness for Sam and Jack and Teal'c in the wake of losing Daniel...
Oh, who am I kidding? Go and read it right now. :)
Daniel had died as a result of what could be something amazing and vital in their battle with Earth’s greatest enemy. Her need to find out more, to find solutions, advance human knowledge and capability warred with her need to grieve and rage. She had no idea how to deal with any of it. Her work was her refuge and solace. At that moment, because of what she was seeing on the screen, she hated that. How could she be thinking of work when she’d just lost one of her dearest friends?
Angrily, she swiped away yet more tears. It was okay to cry here. She was alone and wouldn’t be judged. She’d told Daniel once, as they considered the horror facing the young Cassandra, that she knew she was supposed to be detached, and he’d said, “Who said that?” like she should just ignore the military mindset that had been ingrained since childhood. Now, as she began grieving for Daniel, she realized that she had never grieved for her mother. She hadn’t been allowed to. She hadn’t allowed herself to. She dug out a tissue from her pocket and blew her nose, loudly. You hear that, Air Force? That is the sound of a woman grieving. Deal with it.
Categories: Daniel, friendship, angst, team
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
jdjunkieAuthor's Website: JDJunkie at AO3
Link: H is for Holding On
Why This Must Be Read: Bookmark this poignant, powerful story for the next time you want to read an episode tag to Meridian that is angsty and friendshippy and teamy, with just the smallest promise of the comfort of togetherness for Sam and Jack and Teal'c in the wake of losing Daniel...
Oh, who am I kidding? Go and read it right now. :)
Daniel had died as a result of what could be something amazing and vital in their battle with Earth’s greatest enemy. Her need to find out more, to find solutions, advance human knowledge and capability warred with her need to grieve and rage. She had no idea how to deal with any of it. Her work was her refuge and solace. At that moment, because of what she was seeing on the screen, she hated that. How could she be thinking of work when she’d just lost one of her dearest friends?
Angrily, she swiped away yet more tears. It was okay to cry here. She was alone and wouldn’t be judged. She’d told Daniel once, as they considered the horror facing the young Cassandra, that she knew she was supposed to be detached, and he’d said, “Who said that?” like she should just ignore the military mindset that had been ingrained since childhood. Now, as she began grieving for Daniel, she realized that she had never grieved for her mother. She hadn’t been allowed to. She hadn’t allowed herself to. She dug out a tissue from her pocket and blew her nose, loudly. You hear that, Air Force? That is the sound of a woman grieving. Deal with it.
