Title: The Undefended Territory
Author's LJ/DWJ: juliefortune
Categories: team, lost episode, drama, Jacob, angst, friendship
Warnings: references to canon minor character deaths, team whumping, language
Author's Webpage/Fic list: currently unavailable
Link to story: The Undefended Territory

Why this should be read: SG-1 gate to an ice planet and plunge, quite literally, into disaster. When what ought to be a routine rescue fails, Sam and Teal'c are forced to retreat to the Gate for help while Jack and Daniel struggle with injuries and hypothermia. With the SGC in lockdown and something deadly waking up beneath the ice, how can Sam and Teal'c get to Jack and Daniel in time?

Tok'ra cold-blooded pragmatism goes head-to-head with SG-1 loyalty and loses miserably; Jack and Daniel make the ultimate emotional sacrifice and give up their most cherished pasts for each other's lives; and the reader comes away from this amazing story with the mental shakes and a burning need to read everything else Julie has ever written.


“Dad! What’s going on?” Sam demanded.

He ignored her and turned to his Tok’ra colleagues. “We have no choice. We have to go down there and try to seal it again. I doubt there’s anything we can do for Colonel O’Neill and Dr. Jackson, but we have to try. If we can’t—retrieve them, then you know what to do.”

“Dad!” She grabbed for his arm. He turned toward her, and his eyes flared bright. Sam felt a surprised jolt; Selmak usually had more control than to interrupt her father and take him over without warning.

“Release me, Samantha,” he said. “I know your priority is to recover your team members, but that may not be possible now. They have entered the Crematory Ground. We cannot reach them there.”

“What?” She looked at Teal’c, but for once he looked as lost as she felt. “What’s the Crematory Ground?”

“I cannot tell you.”

“You mean won’t.”

She’d finally made him angry; his eyes pulsed white, conveying unmistakable warning. “I say what I mean. Now let us do what we came to do. Stay here.”

Selmak shrugged free of her, but then Teal’c was in his way, not saying anything, just solidly blocking the path. Sam felt a rush of fierce, wild pride. They wouldn’t give up. No matter what the Tok’ra said, or anyone said, they wouldn’t leave Daniel and the colonel out here.

“We’re getting our men back,” Sam said. “And we’re coming with you.”