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New S/J fic for Penguin’s Challenge. (It’s been so long!)
Written for Penguin’s Challenge No33: Your heart is free, have the courage to follow it ~ Braveheart
“She slumped down onto the dock, three days early, and leaned her head against his leg, like it was the most practised thing in the world; like they’d been doing this for years. “
End of season 8, usual fair, cabin!fic, S/J, one-shot.
People Help The People || Sam/Jack || PC 28 (by BurnedSpySJBB)
Made for Penguin’s Challenge no.28.
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” ~ Anais Nin
Inspired by the mutual respect, camaraderie and friendship between our two love birds, because what’s a relationship without those things?
Song: People Help The People Artist: Birdy Pairing: Sam Carter/ Jack O’Neill Show: Stargate SG1 Program: Adobe Premire Elements 9 Edited by Ellie
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SAM WOULD BE THE BEST COMPANION EVER. LIKE DONNA BUT WITH SCIENCE. AND THEY WOULD BE SCIENCE TWINS IN SPACE AND HE’D SHOW HER THE FUCKING UNIVERSE THAT SHE THINKS SHE UNDERSTANDS BUT REALLY ONCE YOU TRAVEL WITH THE DOCTOR ALL BETS ARE OFF. GET IN ME. NOW. MAKE IT HAPPEN. IMMEDIATELY.
NARIM: You know, back on Tollan, I thought I was dying. I heard your voice and managed to open my eyes, and, uh…when I saw you…uh.
CARTER: What?
NARIM: An old superstition. There was a time before reason and science when my ancestors believed in all manner of nonsense. Like the Sher’mau. The story goes that if a Sher’mau appears at the moment of death, she would take you to her dwelling in the stars.
CARTER: Ah! We call them angels.
NARIM: Than you still believe in them?
CARTER: Some of us do.
NARIM: Ours were reported to be quite beautiful…and, when I saw you…well…you seemed to fit the description.