Storms
A/N – A short something I wrote of while I watched a storm. Rated G. The first four sections are written as POV's, and the last is 3rd person. Set anytime after Teal'c loses junior. It's kinda like SG1 denying their real feelings, not just to the rest of their team, but to themselves as well. I dunno. Just tell me what you think, please.
1am – Jack O'Neil
It's raining. That's one of my fondest memories of being with Sara and Charlie as a family. We are sitting around the fireplace, Sara is lying down, her head in my lap, and Charlie sitting on Sara's lap, my arms around both of them. There is soft music playing in the background, and we watched the rain fall from the sky.
It is one of the few memories I turn to when I begin to question the SGC, or my team, and when I begin to question myself.
1am – Samantha Carter
There's a storm tonight. Storms are one of my first memories of my mother. I am terrified, and she comes to my room in an instant, as if some internal maternal instinct device has suddenly kicked in as soon as I wake up, and she holds me, and sings to me, and I fall back asleep, my fear of the night before just a vague memory the next morning.
It is the memory I hold closest to when my world begins to crumble around me, and I feel I am alone.
1am – Daniel Jackson
The storm is magnificent. When I was a child I imagined the thunder to be the mighty Thor leading his great armies into battle, or Ra sending his wrath onto those who dared disobeyed him. My parents would tell me these stories when it rained, and I would long to be allowed to go out in the rain, and soak up Thor and Ra's power.
Now, when I feel no one understands me, I think of the thunder, and the power it holds, and the very thoughts make me stronger.
1am – Teal'c
The lightning lights up the sky tonight, like a thousand Jaffa warriors engaged in a bloody battle to the death against their most feared enemy. It is power and strength, my father once told me. We would watch for hours together, even as the energy sent trees crashing around us, we would stand still, out of respect for the unleashed power.
Now, when I think of what I have lost in losing my symbiont, I think of the lightning, for even without thunder, it's power and energy remains unopposed.
7am
"Good morning, SG1, how did you sleep last night?"
"I didn't actually get any sleep, sir." Jack replied, nursing a coffee.
"Me neither, sir."
"Nor did I."
"Yeah, same here." Daniel said, nursing his three coffees.
Hammond looked at his best SG team.
"Damn storm kept me up. Sir."
"Me too."
"As was with me, General Hammond."
"Yeah. Same here."
End