Transitions, by Destina (PG)
Rec Category: Jack and Teal'c friendship
Pairing: none
Categories: Jack and Teal'c friendship, Jack and Daniel friendship, Jack O'Neill, Teal'c, gen, character study, angst, episode related
Warnings: none
Author on LJ: destina
Author's Website: Lyrical Magic
Link: Transitions
Why This Must Be Read: Destina gives Jack marvelous voice here, as he fiercely clings to that long-distance connection with his team after moving to Washington, keeping his finger on their pulses and knowing when he needs to be there for them.
We are first treated to a powerful episode tag to Prototype, with Jack and Daniel's shorthand communication that speaks volumes in understanding and pain. Then it shifts to Jack and Teal'c in the wake of Stronghold, and you'll find your breath taken away by the sheer depth and breadth of their friendship: the memories of shattering experiences shared and eased, the bond of warriors and leaders, and the challenge of those with whom they serve and whom they must inspire.
And the few paragraphs on post-Abyss will leave you gasping.
Magnificent prose, an almost intimate understanding, and stellar characterization: it's all here, and it's all marvelous.
The latest call had come from Landry - the last in a series of updates he'd been up all night waiting for. Teal'c, captured; Teal'c, rescued; Teal'c, certified 100% healthy and sound. Oh, and he'd been tortured and brainwashed by Ba'al and come through without any aftereffects, Landry said, in such a tone of boundless optimism that Jack actually winced.
He took a little longer to get there, this time around - it was Teal'c, after all; he'd been tortured by smarter snakes than Ba'al - but when he knocked on the door of Teal'c's quarters, he had doughnuts in hand. "Miss me?" he said, proffering the pink box with one hand. Teal'c's smile said it all. As opposed to the old days, when Teal'c had neither smiled nor spoken, this was an improvement; the other side of sea change, and Jack let Teal'c have the chocolate-glazed. It seemed only fair.
"So," Jack said, after Teal'c had doused about half the forest fire of candles in his quarters. The place had always smelled a little like an incense factory to Jack. "Who turned you on to scented candles?"
"Daniel Jackson."
Jack plucked at his uniform shirt. "Not good to go through the gate smelling like a vanilla bean."
"Unless you are Colonel Carter," Teal'c said, his eyes full of mischief, a look that once was so rare for Teal'c and now was almost standard issue. Jack felt a pang of regret. Joking with Teal'c was one of the things he missed most on a daily basis. He missed too many things to count.
Pairing: none
Categories: Jack and Teal'c friendship, Jack and Daniel friendship, Jack O'Neill, Teal'c, gen, character study, angst, episode related
Warnings: none
Author on LJ: destina
Author's Website: Lyrical Magic
Link: Transitions
Why This Must Be Read: Destina gives Jack marvelous voice here, as he fiercely clings to that long-distance connection with his team after moving to Washington, keeping his finger on their pulses and knowing when he needs to be there for them.
We are first treated to a powerful episode tag to Prototype, with Jack and Daniel's shorthand communication that speaks volumes in understanding and pain. Then it shifts to Jack and Teal'c in the wake of Stronghold, and you'll find your breath taken away by the sheer depth and breadth of their friendship: the memories of shattering experiences shared and eased, the bond of warriors and leaders, and the challenge of those with whom they serve and whom they must inspire.
And the few paragraphs on post-Abyss will leave you gasping.
Magnificent prose, an almost intimate understanding, and stellar characterization: it's all here, and it's all marvelous.
The latest call had come from Landry - the last in a series of updates he'd been up all night waiting for. Teal'c, captured; Teal'c, rescued; Teal'c, certified 100% healthy and sound. Oh, and he'd been tortured and brainwashed by Ba'al and come through without any aftereffects, Landry said, in such a tone of boundless optimism that Jack actually winced.
He took a little longer to get there, this time around - it was Teal'c, after all; he'd been tortured by smarter snakes than Ba'al - but when he knocked on the door of Teal'c's quarters, he had doughnuts in hand. "Miss me?" he said, proffering the pink box with one hand. Teal'c's smile said it all. As opposed to the old days, when Teal'c had neither smiled nor spoken, this was an improvement; the other side of sea change, and Jack let Teal'c have the chocolate-glazed. It seemed only fair.
"So," Jack said, after Teal'c had doused about half the forest fire of candles in his quarters. The place had always smelled a little like an incense factory to Jack. "Who turned you on to scented candles?"
"Daniel Jackson."
Jack plucked at his uniform shirt. "Not good to go through the gate smelling like a vanilla bean."
"Unless you are Colonel Carter," Teal'c said, his eyes full of mischief, a look that once was so rare for Teal'c and now was almost standard issue. Jack felt a pang of regret. Joking with Teal'c was one of the things he missed most on a daily basis. He missed too many things to count.