Author's LJ/DWJ: Unknown
Categories: character: jack o'neill, character: janet fraiser, friendship, drama, adventure
Warnings: whump, original character death
Author's Webpage/Fic list: n/a
Link to story: A Common Virtue
Why this should be read:A marvelously in-character view of Jack, from Janet during an off-world mission gone wrong.
When a warm body brushed against her, Janet Frasier flinched so hard she nearly toppled over. She steadied herself and blinked at her gloomy surroundings. Dazed, she wondered where she was and why she was sitting on a cold, rough surface.
'How's she doing?' Jack O'Neill whispered.
Glancing toward the comforting sound of the familiar voice, Janet's memory abruptly cleared and it all came rushing back - the mercy mission to help a village of sick and starving aliens, and the sudden attack which had separated her and her medical staff from the rest of the SG personnel. Out-numbered and out-armed, hiding in the rock-strewn foothills behind the makeshift clinic, she recalled with vivid clarity the rush of relief she'd felt when she'd seen Jack O'Neill. She'd spied him as he was making his way toward them, accompanied by a native woman and her infant son, both of whom he was shielding with his body.
- Mood:
nervous
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