Something Ficly This Way Comes, by DrGemini86
Summary: A series of ficlets based on a song or a theme
Pairing: SamDaniel, others
Rating: T (at the most)
Season: 1-10 and films
Category: UST, New Romance, Established Relationship
Genres: Sci-fi, action/adventure, romance
A/N: This series is designed to fit around my wacky availability, and to keep the plot bunnies ticking. Reviews are very welcome (flamers are not and will be deleted). I obviously don't own the franchise or characters or the air I breathe; this is merely for entertainment purposes.
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Chasing Waterfalls
Season: 7
Category: UST
A/N: Inspired (loosely) by TLC's Waterfalls
The sight took his breath away, the great torrent of water barrelling down over the cliff edge, the deafening rush of the water in such close proximity making him feel alive. He hadn't felt such exhilaration in a long time, in decades perhaps. The roaring majesty of the waterfall towered over him, his clothes drenched, his cares gone. This was living; he was back. The sound filled his senses as he closed his eyes, surrendering himself to it.
In that one beautiful, shining, albeit perhaps death-defying moment, he felt free; he wasn't in pain – he could accept that Sha're and their lives together on Abydos was of another life, of another time, his family there too. Remembering it all again after his return from Vis Uban, his memories gradually returning – frustratingly slowly, had hit him harder than it did the first time around, or so he assumed. The grief, the pain, had been fresh and raw all over again.
That on top of further confusing memories and thoughts rushed back to him, sharply taking his breath away. He stumbled backwards, falling onto the grass he had been stood on. He wasn't fully back; not like this. How would his friends let him continue fighting alongside them if they knew the full severity and consequences of his memories returning? Of course, memories were returning, some of which had him waking up in the middle of the night, screaming into the darkness.
But feelings too. Feelings his previous self had buried deep inside. He mentally kicked himself – not for the first time – at how he had asked her that question when they had found him. How selfish of him, when they were trying to bring him home and make him remember his life. But he felt something, and it had been so much more than friendship. But as the memories returned, so too did the realisation that there could be nothing more between them. She didn't seem interested in him in that way, and he, well... he wasn't quite all there yet.
Nonetheless, his surging tears were lost in the water that he had been drenched by.