New fic!

[lhinneill]

It's been far too long since I wrote a SG-1 fic. So, to fix that, I wrote this short fic for sg_challenges. Thanks to so_out_of_ideas for checking for errors and pointing out my annoying overuse of 'here'.

Title: Starts With Goodbye
Author: Stargatefangurl
Summary: Set somewhere between Meridian and season 6. Sam deals with the loss of her friend.
Rating: G
Length: 407 words
Category: Angst
Pairing: Team/Gen



Sam ran a hand over the book, wiping the dust from the smooth cover. Had Daniel been here, she doubted there would have been much dust settling on things. He was always so busy...so full of passion for his work. A soft smile touched her lips. Her friend was happy in this place, surrounded by familiar artifacts, these books, his friends...

He was happy...

The smile drowned in a sudden flood of remembrance—he was gone. And this time, though she could hope and pray, he wouldn’t be coming back. Colonel O’Neill said that Daniel wanted to go, but Sam couldn’t believe that; she couldn’t accept it. The Daniel she knew wouldn’t just give up.

But in spite of all she believed, he had. He had let go. They’d all seen it, the bright glow that rose from Daniel’s body, only to vanish through the ceiling. There was no explanation, no words of comfort for the ones forced to watch him go. Sam was torn between grief and anger. How could he give up?! There was so much more to live for, so much to fight for.

Without thinking, Sam hurled the book across the room. It crashed into a shelf, toppling several artifacts and knocking a vase to the floor. The vase shattered, sending thick shards of ancient clay flying through the air. For a moment it felt good, a release of her pent-up grief and rage. But the feeling faded, leaving the same aching wound. Sam moaned softly and buried her head in her hands. Unshed tears stung her eyes, a suppressed sob burned in her throat. She struggled against the pain, fought to retain her composure. Piece by piece, she could feel her well-built walls crumbling under the pressure of grief.

“MajorCarter?”

Sam jumped, hurriedly cramming the pieces back into her wall, pushing her feelings down and out of sight. Teal’c stood in the open doorway, arms crossed behind him. His eyes darted from her to the shards of clay scattered over the floor. His expression softened. Wordlessly, he moved to the broken vase, crouched, and picked up the book that lay nearby. For a moment he stayed there, running a thumb over the now torn binding of the book. Finally he stood, reverently placing the book on Daniel’s desk.

"He was happy here," the Jaffa observed quietly.

“Yeah...” Sam murmured, glancing around the room. “Apparently he wasn’t happy enough.”



Comments are more than welcome!

Comments

[aurora-novarum.livejournal.com]

Aw, that's...that's...sniff.

I KNOW better than to read Meridian fics.

Excellent job. Poor Sam and Teal'c left behind...that last line really captured the torment, anger and despair of Carter's grief...which was a well written balance throughout the fic.

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'm glad to know it worked. :)

[shadow-rune.livejournal.com]

*sniffs* very sweet and touching and so calmly and 'quietly' written (if that makes sense.)It's left me feeling an empty ache myself and Teal'c is just spot on. Bravo ^_^

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

Thanks! =D

[so-out-of-ideas.livejournal.com]

*cries again* *claops*

[so-out-of-ideas.livejournal.com]

CLAPS??????????????????????????????

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

rofl...thanks.

[lark_ascends]

Beautifully written.

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

Thank you. :)

[soapbox-solo38.livejournal.com]

Wow. Definitely a POV that I didn't expect, and one that's very intriguing. Good for you for thinking it up. ^^

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the comment and for reading. ^_^

[nerca-beyul.livejournal.com]

*cries*

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

*does too*

[theemdash]

Really nice. I love it when grief manifests itself through violence. Also, I really think Sam was mad at Daniel for dying—and that she held on to that anger for a long time. I mean, she was all miffed when Jack and Teal'c said they'd seen Daniel and she hadn't. ;)

Lovely piece, you can really feel her grief shine through all other emotions.

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

Thanks. :) I'm glad you liked it.

[sela21k.livejournal.com]

"He was happy here," the Jaffa observed quietly.

“Yeah...” Sam murmured, glancing around the room. “Apparently he wasn’t happy enough.”

Wow. I've never heard anyone put it that way, but that was the truth of Daniel's situation. He could've stayed but he wanted to be somewhere else. Very thought provoking. How hard is that to be a friend of his and know that. How very heartbreaking.

Well Done.
Thank you.

[lhinneill.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. ^_^