FIC: Five things from Earth that Jonas took with him back to Kelowna
katcorvi wanted Five things from Earth that Jonas took with him back to Kelowna.
1. A blank journal from Daniel's office. Daniel had plenty, and Jonas figures it won't be missed. His first night home, sitting on a bed in a furnished apartment supplied by the government that had once branded him a traitor, he opens the journal and writes his name and the date inside the cover. And immediately has to scribble out the latter, because he'd automatically written the Earth date. He closes the journal and crawls into bed, wraps himself around the knot of grief and anger he's been ignoring Daniel came back.
The next morning he's exhausted, pushing himself through the day with a smile that makes his jaw ache. No one trusts him, it's all too clear, but they trust each other less. Fourteen hours of snide remarks, veiled threats and empty promises later, he stumbles through his door after walking out on a meeting where he had brought the room to shocked silence by telling them exactly what he thought about the mess they had handed him and their parts in creating it.
He picks up the journal from where it had fallen to the floor the night before. He writes, "I want to go home" in the middle of the first page, and after a moment scribbles that out, too.
2. A DVD set of Weather Channel specials and Twister, and a personal DVD player. He found it in his bag when he was unpacking. There was no note, but the player had been converted to take one of Sam's experimental naquedah batteries. "You'll like this," she'd said when she'd downloaded a copy of Twister to the laptop in his quarters a week after they'd removed the tumor from his brain. She ended up watching it with him, both of them huddled around the small screen. Sam fell asleep near the end, curled on one end of his bed. Jonas missed the climax of the film to take advantage of the unguarded moment to watch her, map the lines around her eyes. His fingers itched to smooth away the tension in her jaw. She hadn't understood why he'd insisted on pushing forward with the visions, but she should. He'd seen her do the same thing, and he'd read enough of SG-1's mission report to know how many times she'd given herself past the point of breaking. So he'd just brushed the hair from her face to wake her, and held her tight when she'd hugged him before she left.
That night he fell asleep just before Helen Hunt and Bill Paxton watched the cow spin past.
3. Candy. There were other foods he'd have liked to take, but none were so portable and non-perishable. A week before Jonas left, Teal'c requisitioned a car and drove him into town. They worked their way through every appetizer on the menu at Denny's before making an admirable dent in the selection of breakfast Slams. Jonas kept the conversation light, bubbling about the motorcycle ride Sam had taken him on a few days earlier. After lunch Teal'c pulled into a 7-11. "I wish to obtain a Slurpee." They each got the largest size possible.
Jonas paused in the candy aisle on the way to pay. "Purchase one of each," Teal'c suggested when Jonas dithered between a Reese's and a Milky Way. So Jonas did. He then added M&Ms. "Do not forget the Caramelo," Teal'c said. In the end they cleaned out 7-11's entire stock of candy bars, and put a sizeable dent in the rest of the selection of sweets. For a moment Jonas thought the clerk would protest, but Teal'c crossed his arms and glowered. The poor kid couldn't bag fast enough.
On the way back, Jonas dug through one of the bags and produced a Snickers. "Here," he said lamely. It was a poor substitute for everything he wanted to say to the only person on Earth who'd ever really understood what he was going through.
"Thank you, Jonas Quinn." Teal'c clasped his shoulder before accepting the offering. "These are my favorite."
But apparently it was enough.
4. Nine boxes of Pilot P-500 Precise Gel Roller pens (extra fine point) in black. Lieutenant Schroeder in Supply had stocked them specifically for him after he asked her, early on in his stay, if they had any more (he'd found three abandoned in Daniel's desk). He ended up with ten boxes, and an offer to assist him with "anything he needed. Anything." She was funny, smart, and ran the base supply stores with an iron fist, and she'd smiled at him when everyone else avoided meeting his eyes.
Jonas regrets, just a little, not taking her up on the offer.
5. The look of approval on Jack O'Neill's face.
1. A blank journal from Daniel's office. Daniel had plenty, and Jonas figures it won't be missed. His first night home, sitting on a bed in a furnished apartment supplied by the government that had once branded him a traitor, he opens the journal and writes his name and the date inside the cover. And immediately has to scribble out the latter, because he'd automatically written the Earth date. He closes the journal and crawls into bed, wraps himself around the knot of grief and anger he's been ignoring Daniel came back.
The next morning he's exhausted, pushing himself through the day with a smile that makes his jaw ache. No one trusts him, it's all too clear, but they trust each other less. Fourteen hours of snide remarks, veiled threats and empty promises later, he stumbles through his door after walking out on a meeting where he had brought the room to shocked silence by telling them exactly what he thought about the mess they had handed him and their parts in creating it.
He picks up the journal from where it had fallen to the floor the night before. He writes, "I want to go home" in the middle of the first page, and after a moment scribbles that out, too.
2. A DVD set of Weather Channel specials and Twister, and a personal DVD player. He found it in his bag when he was unpacking. There was no note, but the player had been converted to take one of Sam's experimental naquedah batteries. "You'll like this," she'd said when she'd downloaded a copy of Twister to the laptop in his quarters a week after they'd removed the tumor from his brain. She ended up watching it with him, both of them huddled around the small screen. Sam fell asleep near the end, curled on one end of his bed. Jonas missed the climax of the film to take advantage of the unguarded moment to watch her, map the lines around her eyes. His fingers itched to smooth away the tension in her jaw. She hadn't understood why he'd insisted on pushing forward with the visions, but she should. He'd seen her do the same thing, and he'd read enough of SG-1's mission report to know how many times she'd given herself past the point of breaking. So he'd just brushed the hair from her face to wake her, and held her tight when she'd hugged him before she left.
That night he fell asleep just before Helen Hunt and Bill Paxton watched the cow spin past.
3. Candy. There were other foods he'd have liked to take, but none were so portable and non-perishable. A week before Jonas left, Teal'c requisitioned a car and drove him into town. They worked their way through every appetizer on the menu at Denny's before making an admirable dent in the selection of breakfast Slams. Jonas kept the conversation light, bubbling about the motorcycle ride Sam had taken him on a few days earlier. After lunch Teal'c pulled into a 7-11. "I wish to obtain a Slurpee." They each got the largest size possible.
Jonas paused in the candy aisle on the way to pay. "Purchase one of each," Teal'c suggested when Jonas dithered between a Reese's and a Milky Way. So Jonas did. He then added M&Ms. "Do not forget the Caramelo," Teal'c said. In the end they cleaned out 7-11's entire stock of candy bars, and put a sizeable dent in the rest of the selection of sweets. For a moment Jonas thought the clerk would protest, but Teal'c crossed his arms and glowered. The poor kid couldn't bag fast enough.
On the way back, Jonas dug through one of the bags and produced a Snickers. "Here," he said lamely. It was a poor substitute for everything he wanted to say to the only person on Earth who'd ever really understood what he was going through.
"Thank you, Jonas Quinn." Teal'c clasped his shoulder before accepting the offering. "These are my favorite."
But apparently it was enough.
4. Nine boxes of Pilot P-500 Precise Gel Roller pens (extra fine point) in black. Lieutenant Schroeder in Supply had stocked them specifically for him after he asked her, early on in his stay, if they had any more (he'd found three abandoned in Daniel's desk). He ended up with ten boxes, and an offer to assist him with "anything he needed. Anything." She was funny, smart, and ran the base supply stores with an iron fist, and she'd smiled at him when everyone else avoided meeting his eyes.
Jonas regrets, just a little, not taking her up on the offer.
5. The look of approval on Jack O'Neill's face.