Author: Amberfly
Title: Water buddy
Missing Scene. Meridian.
Warnings: None.
Category: General.
Feedback: Yes please.
For the ./group/stargatedrabbles/
When I was a little girl, I went to a summer camp which consisted of blue painted tables, bright green umbrellas, and a beautiful crystal clear lake. Dad wanted me to learn to swim, and at Camp Tahoma everyone was assigned a water buddy. There was no choice who you were paired up and so there was absolutely no debate. We learned to make the best of it, and holding hands; we all shut up and buddied up. The water buddy we were told was to keep us from drowning, but we all knew it was really so the counselors could ignore us and have a smoke.
With the pragmatism of children we accepted this and whether we liked it or not, we learned to rely on each other. Your assigned water buddy did more than watch you flounder in the lake, she looked out for you, made sure you had a seat for supper, and that no one stuck a frog in your bunk. We all learned to love our water buddy and when our folks came to take us home, we clung to each other and cried. In those weeks at camp we became family.
I wonder if this childhood experience is what made me bond and feel so close to Daniel. He became my water buddy, and running interference with Colonel O'Neill, he kept me from metaphorically drowning.
Sitting in the infirmary watching Daniel slowly die before my eyes, I want to save him from drowning. I want to reach out my hand and help him to the shore, save him a seat next to me, make sure there aren't any frogs down his shirt. But, I know it's too late, and it's all I can do not to scream in frustration. How could this have happened? How did I allow this? How will I ever live without Daniel?
Everyone should have a water buddy, and to lose my best friend is inconceivable to me. I want his friendship forever. We are family.
Guess something's never change.