slash_100, prompt 012: Enemies
big damn table from
sidlj's
Baby-a-thon also inspired by
sidlj,
here; title comes from the Latin proverb A Deo rex, a rege lexa. (From God comes the king, from the king comes the law.)
A Deo rex | PG | 121 words | complete
Jack watches in horror as Daniel--not his Daniel, not anymore--gives the command to destroy Moscow, and he has to look away from the displays. Yeah, the part of him that spent twenty-something years fighting Communists is rejoicing, but the rest is just appalled at the loss of life. The loss of innocent life. "Daniel, how could you?" he asks hoarsely.
"Push of a button," Daniel says with a slightly frightening smile. "Come on, baby, this is what we've been fighting for. Earth is safe. The Goa'uld can't hurt us anymore."
Jack starts at the pet name. Not something he'd ever expected to hear (though he'd wanted to), and certainly not under these circumstances. "It doesn't matter anymore," he said dismally. "They've already won."
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