Okay, and for archival purposes, here is my little addition to
sg_fignewton's birthday celebration--
Defining Sam Carter from A-Z --for
abyssinnia4077.
F is for Fifth
by surreallis
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Category: drabble
Summary: Sam and Fifth. Fifth and Sam.
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She thinks a lot about the day of his birth. The decision she made, the order she followed, all of the steps to his creation. And she wonders if it could have been different. If she'd saved him instead of casting him out of paradise, would he still be what he is? After everything he's done to them--to her--she still doesn't believe he's inherently evil.
[She wonders if the colonel regrets his own part in the matter. If the fallout she endured is worth it to him. It's something they should talk about, but they never will. He had a right to give the order, it was his command, and she has no doubt that he still thinks it was the right decision. Their friendship though, so recently shaken by the loss of Daniel, suffered a mar to its smooth surface, and they would never be guileless again.]
Man created the Replicators to serve. The Replicators ate the forbidden fruit and became aware, and now they seek to cast Man from his palace of steel. She built him and now he follows in her wake, bent on deconstruction. She failed him as a goddess and now he'll rebuild her in his own image. But even at the end of time, angry and transformed, he only wants her unconditional love, entrance into heaven. She cannot love him, but she can offer him a quick dissolution. He just comes apart.
[God loves, man kills.]
All men want to be gods eventually.
He's more human than she thought.
~end~