In Dulci Jubilo, by Salieri (PG)

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Rec Category: Team

Pairing: none

Categories: team, gen, Samantha Carter, Janet, Cassie, character study, friendship

Warnings: none

Author on LJ: troyswann

Author's Website: Outside The Box

Link: In Dulci Jublio

 

Why This Must Be Read: This lovely, thoughtful story offers not only a fascinating glimpse at some truly alien creatures, but a marvelous examination of the aftereffects, both good and haunting, of SG-1’s journeys throug the Gate.

 

The team meets the Breen, an astonishingly long-lived race of... well, fish people. They take to Sam most of all, and when the team goes home, Sam is gifted with a new perspective on the universe: something that she’s not sure if she should cherish or fear, but something that she knows she can’t understand. Thankfully, she has her teammates - and friends - to help keep her grounded.

 

Salieri shifts us deftly between the scenes off-planet and the aftermath of the team get-together, as the ache of beauty lost is soothed by the affection of closeness and friendship. In Dulci Jublio  is a thoughtful, insightful read, and one that’s sure to leave you smiling at the end.

 

"What happened?"

"I was watching Teal'c put ice in his ginger ale."

"And?"

Slumping, she shrugged. "And the light was shining through the glass, reflecting on the table and the ceiling." She raised her head and stared sightlessly at the grass poking, dark and wet, through the new snow in Jack's backyard, her voice distant. "And it was, I don't know, gleaming, golden. And Teal'c's fingers on the glass were so dark and. . . capable. . . and. . . deft. So Teal'c. Like all of him was concentrated there in his hands somehow and I could feel in my chest--" She plucked at the front of her sweater again. "--so full, like I was going to break open and--" Stopping suddenly, she looked at him, her eyes pinning him for a second and then slipping away, back to the grass and the snow. "I told you it was stupid."

"I don't think it's stupid." He leaned into her line of vision. "And you felt like you were going to break open and. . . what?"

"And there would be only light. I'd be only light." Her eyes closed wearily, like it was too hard to fight for the words that would make sense to him. "It's like that all the time now. Ever since Gissa. . . . It's like the fabric between me and the world, it's so thin." Pulling her hand from his, she spread her hands a little, as though she were stretching silk between them, feeling its coolness and texture. "Transparent. I feel everything. Everything, you, all of you. It's like you're all lit up from the inside, glowing. I feel like. . . ." Meeting his eyes, her own were wide, the words tumbling out of her on a rush of breath. "God, Daniel, you're all so beautiful."