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Categories: angst, episode-related
Warnings: character death
Author's Webpage/Fic list: LJ tag for fic
Link to story: Faith in Life
Why this should be read: I'm fascinated by the episode Ripple Effect--so many alternate universes gone off in so many different directions! But I'm especially intrigued by the Black Team, who were willing to steal from another universe to save their own. This fic follows them back home, and proves that they're not entirely unlike "our" SG-1, despite the moral slippage of their last mission.
Sam typed at the keyboard, quickly pulling up telemetry and radio data. There was nothing.
"Talk to me, Sam."
"Sir, I'm scanning broadcast frequencies, and getting nothing."
Cameron didn't really want to say it first, but he figured he was the leader. "There's nothing left, is there."
"We don't know that," Sam said, quickly. As if she were trying to convince herself.
"If the Tau'ri have indeed fallen to the Ori, then we must make a stand."
"Well, I guess this says something about our karma," Daniel noted, his tone dry.
Teal'c spoke before Cameron could, "Daniel Jackson, now is not the time for recrimination."
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