Title: now is the winter
Author's LJ/DWJ: vixys
Categories: Jonas, Lost Episode, Apocafic (sort of), season 9-10, hurt/comfort
Warnings: violence, torture, language
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Master fic list
Link to story: livejournal
Why this should be read:
Anyone who has ever wondered what happened to Jonas after Langara fell to the Ori, or who thought he should have gotten more than that one line should love this fic. Vixys gives us a beautifully narrated story that follows Jonas's exile (again) from his people, and his long, slow struggle against Ori domination. The author brings back the powers he gaine from Nirrti at the end of season 6, to very cool effect, and brings Langara itself to life far more than the show ever did. Even if you aren't really a fan of Jonas, give this fic a try. It might change your mind.


(It could be easy, he knows. He could roll over and play ball, and lick the Prior’s feet and stare wide-eyed at the miracle of Origin. But it can’t be.)

He unloads his duffel onto the dusty table, unzips it, and tugs out Sam’s laptop. He spares a glance for the darkness of the elevator shaft behind him, but he’ll be okay: this factory dealt in radiation, and there’s enough left to shield him from Ori sensors – or, at least, he hopes so. They won’t resort to physically searching the area just yet, and he can turn them away when they do. The minds of followers are easier to turn, he’s discovered: the ardent at Prostration were easier to send into drowsiness, while those who questioned would blink, and shake it off. (In the last few Prostrations he attended, the latter were so much harder to find.)

It’ll be okay.

He flips open the laptop screen, and its humming is loud in the snow-muffled quiet.