Title: With Curses
Author: Angel Leviathan
Spoilers: Anything, everything.
Season: Any, after Season 4
Disclaimer: SG-1 isn't mine.
They never thought it was going to end like this.
They tried not to think about it at all.
But if it was going to end, they'd hoped it would be when they were doing what they believed in, together, as always.
But it wasn't.
In the same darkened cell they had been in for three days, crying out, but never giving in, as they were tortured, screaming for the other to help them, whilst they felt each other's pain as if it was their own.
Knowing neither of them were going to give in.
Even when it left them sobbing in the corner of the cell, hands clamped over their ears, trying to ignore the cries that tore them apart inside.
It was decided that they were useless, that they were never going to betray their home.
So the weapons were brought out again and the cell door was opened.
They were on their feet instantly, standing together, glaring defiance.
It wasn't going to save them.
She looked at him, unshed tears in her eyes, and he understood.
He looked at her, sad determination in his, and she understood.
The weapons were loaded and they both understood.
They refused to back down.
But they were standing, and that was what mattered.
They hadn't been defeated.
They weren't begging for mercy.
They had been true to themselves.
The bullets hit them at the same time…
…They fell as one
…And they died as one…
Fin