Title: Half-life
Author's LJ/DWJ: tallulah_rasa | tallulah_rasa
Categories: Character study, character: Daniel Jackson, character: Jack O'Neill, era: futurefic, friendship: Jack and Daniel, humor, theme: Joy of Jack
Warnings: None
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Tallulah Abridged
Link to story: Half-life
Why this should be read: In this peaceful, gently bantery post-series piece from Jack's point of view, Jack and Daniel are hanging out after a barbecue, Daniel translating the insults hurled by the kids tearing around the yard, Jack translating Daniel. (We don't know whose kids they are, just that they're there, the next generation, still full of energy as evening comes on, literally and, maybe, metaphorically.) A smile-inducing 1320-word meditation, rich with keen observations and character insights in a beautifully portrayed Jack headspace.

Snippet of fic:

“We follow the laws of thermodynamics in this house!” Daniel said on cue.

“Of course,” Jack conceded, “that would depend on whose house they were in. At Sam’s…”

“Well, d’uh,” Daniel said, and Jack wondered briefly if he was thinking of the time Sam ended up with a Stargate in her basement, or something else. What had Sam’s last report been about, anyway? Right -- the IOC had wanted to know about the possibility of using the Gate for time travel. He hadn’t reviewed it with Daniel. The past, the future, the buried and the unnamed, those weren’t things he and Daniel talked about. They should start, probably, but Jack was too well-versed in strategic planning to take on a mission with so much unknown terrain, especially when they were so poorly equipped. He wouldn’t lead Daniel in that direction without a hell of lot more intel.

He leaned back on his elbows, and squinted up at the pin-point stars glittering overhead. Some people looked up and saw pictures and stories, he thought, and some people looked up and found a way home. And some people looked up and saw…

“Nice night,” he said to Daniel.