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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Sam and Teal'c friendship
Categories: ep related, drama, character study, angst
Warnings: none
Author on DW:stringertheory
Author's Website: fic list
Link: To Stand in the Sun
Why This Must Be Read: This is a fantastic look at two missing scenes from Changeling from Sam's perspective, first when the team discovers Teal'c and Bra'tac and then a conversation in the infirmary afterward. I love the implications of Jolinar's legacy for their friendship, the sensations lost and the new hopes found, and the warm connection between Sam and Teal'c. This is thoughtful, warming, and moving, all at once.
Sam stepped into an open patch of grass, closed her eyes, and tried to reach past the overwhelming presence of the Gate. She couldn't sense anything, either because there was nothing to sense or because the Gate was blocking it, and her stomach clenched so tightly she felt for a moment that she might throw up. Pulling in a deep breath through her nose, she opened her eyes and started to cautiously step over and around the fallen Jaffa, taking note of each face, searching for any she recognized. Colonel O'Neill had headed off to the left of the Gate, and Jonas to the right, so she worked her way straight ahead, toward the water. All the while, she kept waiting for the tell-tale hum to rise under her skin, for the sign that somewhere in this static, macabre tableau, a Jaffa lived.
She had so fiercely been willing it to happen that when the first flutters of sensation rose in her, she ignored them, scared to get her hopes up on something imagined. But the sensation grew as she got closer to the shoreline. By the time she accepted it as truth, she was almost running as she jumped over bodies, following the feeling as it pulled her toward a pair of Jaffa lying together almost in the water.
Their faces were familiar, but far too motionless, and she was still a few meters away when it struck her that one of them was dead. There was no outward sign on either to suggest as much, nothing that separated one as alive and the other gone, but she could feel it. Or rather she couldn't. The sensation she felt wasn't strong enough for both to be alive.
Categories: ep related, drama, character study, angst
Warnings: none
Author on DW:
stringertheoryAuthor's Website: fic list
Link: To Stand in the Sun
Why This Must Be Read: This is a fantastic look at two missing scenes from Changeling from Sam's perspective, first when the team discovers Teal'c and Bra'tac and then a conversation in the infirmary afterward. I love the implications of Jolinar's legacy for their friendship, the sensations lost and the new hopes found, and the warm connection between Sam and Teal'c. This is thoughtful, warming, and moving, all at once.
Sam stepped into an open patch of grass, closed her eyes, and tried to reach past the overwhelming presence of the Gate. She couldn't sense anything, either because there was nothing to sense or because the Gate was blocking it, and her stomach clenched so tightly she felt for a moment that she might throw up. Pulling in a deep breath through her nose, she opened her eyes and started to cautiously step over and around the fallen Jaffa, taking note of each face, searching for any she recognized. Colonel O'Neill had headed off to the left of the Gate, and Jonas to the right, so she worked her way straight ahead, toward the water. All the while, she kept waiting for the tell-tale hum to rise under her skin, for the sign that somewhere in this static, macabre tableau, a Jaffa lived.
She had so fiercely been willing it to happen that when the first flutters of sensation rose in her, she ignored them, scared to get her hopes up on something imagined. But the sensation grew as she got closer to the shoreline. By the time she accepted it as truth, she was almost running as she jumped over bodies, following the feeling as it pulled her toward a pair of Jaffa lying together almost in the water.
Their faces were familiar, but far too motionless, and she was still a few meters away when it struck her that one of them was dead. There was no outward sign on either to suggest as much, nothing that separated one as alive and the other gone, but she could feel it. Or rather she couldn't. The sensation she felt wasn't strong enough for both to be alive.
