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"Familiar," a 'Lost Tribe' Tag
And no, I have no idea what the episode was called, and I probably won't watch a ton of SGA that does not include Daniel Jackson. Though Ronon was pretty darned entertaining in this episode. I appreciated the hanging from the ceiling trick particularly.
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"I got the preliminary report from Landry."
Daniel's mouth twitches and he tucks the phone a little closer to his ear, even though there's hardly anyone in the infirmary other than the nurse who brought him the phone. "You usually do," he answers evenly, mouth twitching again as he hears Jack's exasperated sigh gust volubly down the line.
"Certain elements of the situation were familiar," Jack finally says, equally evenly, and Daniel frowns and shifts uncomfortably in bed. Everything still hurts.
"At least this time the electrical charge was a new twist," he says, switching the phone to his other ear to give his arm a break. He finds he can't hold anything up for very long. "And the timing of the Daedalus was impressive. Saved me from touching words from McKay."
He meant to turn the conversation away from death by radiation poisoning, but the rustling that travels down the line between them suggests Daniel didn't quite succeed. Jack didn't do so well with compliments to the dying once upon a when, either.
"Daniel..."
Jack's painful, scrunched up expression is nearly audible and Daniel closes his eyes. "Let me guess--Don't do that again?"
"I'm guessing it's not actually all that high on your to-do list, actually."
Daniel feels every muscle in his face protest at the smile which Jack's rueful acknowledgment provokes, but he smiles anyway. "Pretty much not on the list at all," he agrees. Only Jack could take the horror of the choicelessness of that moment and reduce it to a harmless conversational kernel--and do it with understanding instead of condescension or pity.
On the heels of that thought Daniel yawns inescapably loud, and Jack chuckles. "Get some sleep, Daniel. Call me later, 'kay?"
"Yeah," Daniel switches the phone back and flexes his fingers absently. "I'll do my best."
"You always do." Jack hangs up on Daniel before the archaeologist can protest that they're not talking about the same thing, but it doesn't matter, because Jack already knows. Daniel drops the phone to the bedside table and stretches a little. It doesn't hurt quite so much this time.
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"I got the preliminary report from Landry."
Daniel's mouth twitches and he tucks the phone a little closer to his ear, even though there's hardly anyone in the infirmary other than the nurse who brought him the phone. "You usually do," he answers evenly, mouth twitching again as he hears Jack's exasperated sigh gust volubly down the line.
"Certain elements of the situation were familiar," Jack finally says, equally evenly, and Daniel frowns and shifts uncomfortably in bed. Everything still hurts.
"At least this time the electrical charge was a new twist," he says, switching the phone to his other ear to give his arm a break. He finds he can't hold anything up for very long. "And the timing of the Daedalus was impressive. Saved me from touching words from McKay."
He meant to turn the conversation away from death by radiation poisoning, but the rustling that travels down the line between them suggests Daniel didn't quite succeed. Jack didn't do so well with compliments to the dying once upon a when, either.
"Daniel..."
Jack's painful, scrunched up expression is nearly audible and Daniel closes his eyes. "Let me guess--Don't do that again?"
"I'm guessing it's not actually all that high on your to-do list, actually."
Daniel feels every muscle in his face protest at the smile which Jack's rueful acknowledgment provokes, but he smiles anyway. "Pretty much not on the list at all," he agrees. Only Jack could take the horror of the choicelessness of that moment and reduce it to a harmless conversational kernel--and do it with understanding instead of condescension or pity.
On the heels of that thought Daniel yawns inescapably loud, and Jack chuckles. "Get some sleep, Daniel. Call me later, 'kay?"
"Yeah," Daniel switches the phone back and flexes his fingers absently. "I'll do my best."
"You always do." Jack hangs up on Daniel before the archaeologist can protest that they're not talking about the same thing, but it doesn't matter, because Jack already knows. Daniel drops the phone to the bedside table and stretches a little. It doesn't hurt quite so much this time.