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Title: Welcome to the Working Week
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Categories: team, drama, action
Warnings: violence, language
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis fiction by cofax. or at AO3: Cofax
Link to story: Welcome to the Working Week
Why this should be read: This fic is like a regular team episode, only with more details and character development than there is ever time for on the show. The point of view shifts from Jack, who is a prisoner separated from the rest of the team, to Sam, Daniel and Teal'c and back to Jack, allowing all of the original team to shine. Because sometimes you just want more SG-1.
Luckily, not long after sunset, they spotted a young man heading south fast and quietly, a pack on his back. He was leaving the village, and it wasn't likely anyone would miss him for a while; and they needed the intelligence. He was remarkably amenable; Sam couldn't even really call it an interrogation. Which didn't make Sam all that willing to trust him, but information was information.
"Tell me more about the sacred grove," said Daniel.
"It's an Oulster thing," Barak said, with a disparaging shrug, rolling his eyes. "They think the Goddess lives there, in the trees; so of course when someone violates it--someone who isn't a priest--he must be condemned. Marked to serve the Goddess."
"The Goddess does not, then, live in the trees?" asked Teal'c quietly. It was very dark; all Sam could see of him was the glint of Daniel's flashlight reflecting off his eyes.
"Of course not," Barak said, as if Teal'c had asked if goats had five legs. "She lives in the sky, in her great house."
Her great house. Sam glanced at Daniel; he raised an uncertain eyebrow and pursed his lips. Sam put it aside for the time being. "So where is this Temple, where they keep the slaves?"
Author's LJ/DWJ:
cofax7 / cofax7Categories: team, drama, action
Warnings: violence, language
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis fiction by cofax. or at AO3: Cofax
Link to story: Welcome to the Working Week
Why this should be read: This fic is like a regular team episode, only with more details and character development than there is ever time for on the show. The point of view shifts from Jack, who is a prisoner separated from the rest of the team, to Sam, Daniel and Teal'c and back to Jack, allowing all of the original team to shine. Because sometimes you just want more SG-1.
Luckily, not long after sunset, they spotted a young man heading south fast and quietly, a pack on his back. He was leaving the village, and it wasn't likely anyone would miss him for a while; and they needed the intelligence. He was remarkably amenable; Sam couldn't even really call it an interrogation. Which didn't make Sam all that willing to trust him, but information was information.
"Tell me more about the sacred grove," said Daniel.
"It's an Oulster thing," Barak said, with a disparaging shrug, rolling his eyes. "They think the Goddess lives there, in the trees; so of course when someone violates it--someone who isn't a priest--he must be condemned. Marked to serve the Goddess."
"The Goddess does not, then, live in the trees?" asked Teal'c quietly. It was very dark; all Sam could see of him was the glint of Daniel's flashlight reflecting off his eyes.
"Of course not," Barak said, as if Teal'c had asked if goats had five legs. "She lives in the sky, in her great house."
Her great house. Sam glanced at Daniel; he raised an uncertain eyebrow and pursed his lips. Sam put it aside for the time being. "So where is this Temple, where they keep the slaves?"
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