Title: Bringing Out the Dead
Author: PWCorgigirl
Rating/Genre/Warnings: Older teens. Gen. Setting is during and after events in "The Last Man." A trio of ficlets with Todd, Rodney, and John, respectively.
Summary: The dead you always carry with you.
Author's note: Longtime Housefic writer here to stick my toe into the SG:A fandom with these. 1,050 words.
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Aftershock
You hear the shout before you're aware that anyone is there. "Hey, there's one alive in here," the voice says over your head, and the fallen piece of wall is shoved aside.
There's light now, but everything is blurry, and all the sound is half obscured by the roaring in your head. There is not much pain -- the regeneration helps control that -- but you sense your own life force is fading fast.
"It's a Wraith," the young soldier says and his weapon comes up.
Another one, the one who was Ronon's second in command, shoves him aside. "Don't kill him," he barks out, but the soldier stands his ground.
The rest is
here.