Friends I Left Behind.
By veritygrey, a SG1/Bones crossover
Disclaimer: none of the following TV shows belong to me in any way, shape or form.
Spoilers: only for Daniels death
Chapter two: Temperance.
The letter had sat on her desk for nearly three months before Temperance Brennan found it. Hidden under the months of backlog, it was coincidence she found it even that soon. Frowning as the pile of reports and letters on top scattered across the desk, Temperance pulled the envelope towards her. Her frown grew when she saw the return address. Colorado Springs. Who did she know in Colorado Springs? She opened the envelope and unfolded the paper she found inside. There were three sheets. The first was typed, with a short note hand written underneath.
Dear Ms Brennan, it is my unfortunate duty to inform you of the death of Doctor Daniel Jackson. The details of Dr Jackson's death are still classified, but be assured that Dr Jackson lost his life in the service of others, saving many lives. He was a credit to his profession and his country. He will be missed. Sincerely, General G. Hammond.
Ms Brennan, Daniel was a good man, and I was lucky to consider him my friend. I hope it is some consolation to know that his actions saved not only his team mates, but the lives of others he had never met before. It was an honour to have served with him. George Hammond.
The other letters, from a Colonel Jack O'Neill, and a Major Janet Frasier, were similar in tone and the amount of information given. Temperance was reading them for a second time when Dr Goodman interrupted.
"Dr Brennan, Do you have⦠are you alright?"
Temperance nodded, waving the letters at her boss and wiping one cheek.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just, a friend of mine has died. A few months ago, and I only just found the letter."
"My apologies for interrupting you then. Were you close?"
"Not really, we met on a dig some years ago. We hadn't talked recently, but I considered him a friend."
"What was his name?"
"Daniel Jackson. Actually, you might have heard of him."
"Yes, I attended one of lectures once. His theories became quite far-fetched, but they were always well researched and presented. His death is a great loss."
"I suppose so." They were quite, reminiscing, "What were you looking for?"
Goodman smiled, softly. Already back to work. Ah well, he'd mention the letter to Booth and Ms Montenegro next time he saw them.
"The report on the body from the house fire."
The end.
A/N: chapter one is a SG1/Boston Legal crossover.
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