C is for Crap and Camaraderie
Title: C is for Crap and Camaraderie
Author: uniquinum
Disclaimer: Stargate SG1, it's prequel's characters and spinoffs belong to people who are not me. This venture is for pleasure and no money is made out of it.
Author’s notes: Written for Gen fic day Jack Alpha bit’s hosted over at sg-fignewton’s journal.
"Oh Crap!"
Those words seem to be coming out of Jack O'Neill's mouth more and more. Especially since he had joined Stargate Command and started fight aliens for a living.
It was the first thing that came to mind when he saw Daniel's eye's light up at the sight of some ruin's that Jack just knew would entertain his team mate for hours.
When Carter bit her lip in a certain way while staring at a piece of technology that was going to kill them all in a matter of minutes "Oh Crap, we're all going to die" was the first thing to flit through his mind - and possibly come out his mouth.
When Teal'c raised his eyebrow just so and suggested a certain course of action which in actual fact was suicidal "Oh Crap we're not going to be able to change his mind" was the general consensus.
When he woke up with a broken leg and certain parts of his body were cold when they had no right to be...
When Carter gave up....
When they realised that Daniel was alive and they'd left him behind...
When Teal'c was arrested...
When Daniel went missing and returned with news of Armageddon...
When Carter eyes flashed...
When Teal'c announced he had a family...
When....
When...
When...
When there are too many times to remember.
Then there were the moments of peaceful camaraderie. Daniel and Carter doing their... thing with the brains, he just sat with Teal'c and let them go.
Sitting in the commissary eating pie.
In between the moments of crap and camaraderie there was always something going on running, shooting Jaffa, doing reports, fending off space invaders, beer, The Simpson’s, being captured etcetera.
He liked those moments in between. With the crap there was a very good chance he was going to die, and with the camaraderie he always felt as though there was crap waiting around the corner.
Jack took it all in stride, he survived the crap because at the end of the day he had the moments of pure camaraderie with his team.
Author: uniquinum
Disclaimer: Stargate SG1, it's prequel's characters and spinoffs belong to people who are not me. This venture is for pleasure and no money is made out of it.
Author’s notes: Written for Gen fic day Jack Alpha bit’s hosted over at sg-fignewton’s journal.
"Oh Crap!"
Those words seem to be coming out of Jack O'Neill's mouth more and more. Especially since he had joined Stargate Command and started fight aliens for a living.
It was the first thing that came to mind when he saw Daniel's eye's light up at the sight of some ruin's that Jack just knew would entertain his team mate for hours.
When Carter bit her lip in a certain way while staring at a piece of technology that was going to kill them all in a matter of minutes "Oh Crap, we're all going to die" was the first thing to flit through his mind - and possibly come out his mouth.
When Teal'c raised his eyebrow just so and suggested a certain course of action which in actual fact was suicidal "Oh Crap we're not going to be able to change his mind" was the general consensus.
When he woke up with a broken leg and certain parts of his body were cold when they had no right to be...
When Carter gave up....
When they realised that Daniel was alive and they'd left him behind...
When Teal'c was arrested...
When Daniel went missing and returned with news of Armageddon...
When Carter eyes flashed...
When Teal'c announced he had a family...
When....
When...
When...
When there are too many times to remember.
Then there were the moments of peaceful camaraderie. Daniel and Carter doing their... thing with the brains, he just sat with Teal'c and let them go.
Sitting in the commissary eating pie.
In between the moments of crap and camaraderie there was always something going on running, shooting Jaffa, doing reports, fending off space invaders, beer, The Simpson’s, being captured etcetera.
He liked those moments in between. With the crap there was a very good chance he was going to die, and with the camaraderie he always felt as though there was crap waiting around the corner.
Jack took it all in stride, he survived the crap because at the end of the day he had the moments of pure camaraderie with his team.