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20 December 2008 @ 08:05 pm
SG-1 Fic: and always find my place  
Note: This little story is actually a small set-up piece for another fic that's to be posted in the very near future (hopefully before New Years). For some reason Cam decided to pitch a fit insisting that this needed to be done but that it needed to be with a different tone and set separately from the other story. Both have been finished for a while but it takes me a while to work through the edits and it was driving me nuts to not post this. My many thanks to ivorygates for once again doing the beta on this, all other mistakes are mine.
Characters: Cameron, Daniel, Sam
Spoilers: none
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly these characters belong to MGM and not me.



and always find my place


Jackson gave me full rein of the apartment but only on the condition that I do not touch – or else - certain items, I nodded agreement at the way-too-long list (wouldn’t it have been more simple to say the things I could touch?) and it sounded way too practiced with him slurring over half the words as his pain meds started tugging him back into numb bliss. If General O’Neill were here right now, he could probably recite the words right along with ‘im, I thought, and left the now -sleeping man in peace with on his first night home in just over a month.

Normally, if one of us is informed of a extended stay in the infirmary, whether Daniel or myself (and I have started thinking we're the posterboys for ass-whoopin’), we can suddenly find in ourselves the resources for a speedy recovery. There is nothing worse than lying in that bed.

The boredom is maddening.

But when it’s a shattered leg that requires going under the knife more than once – you’re left at the mercy of a world outside your control. Just thinking about it made my legs ache and sent phantom twitches up and down my calf muscles. I hadn’t noticed at first that I’d automatically started rubbing my hands over the area, trying to work things out before the ghost decided to become something a bit more real. Moving is usually a quick solution to the problem and I start on my own tour of Daniel’s home.

It’s a short trip through the rooms, noting the artifacts and history that look interesting (might make for conversation fodder when Jackson's ready for it) and I end up standing in front of the few personal photos that he has hanging near the door. It’s a safe bet that Sam had something to do with their presence, probably enlisting Teal’c as a willing accomplice. I’ve seen that sometimes Jackson needs a helping hand to remember that he’s part of the human race because for them, for any gate team, the ordinary often takes extraordinary efforts to maintain.

There's a photo of the team, version 2.0, hanging next to one that was taken, from the looks of it, not long after SG-1 took its first baby steps. Back when they were all relative strangers with nothing more than a goal in common. Despite the civilian clothes they're all wearing in the photo, by the way they stand together so stiff and formal; making sure not to actually brush up against one another's arm it's easy to see that they haven't yet begun to grow into their skin, as something more than just a team. If I’d come across this picture anytime before learning of the Stargate I'd have said they were either in front of a firing squad - or at a family reunion; not the humble beginnings of heroes and legends. The smiles they wear are cheerful, but that’s not what I see in the eyes staring out at me. It’s numbness, pure and simple. (Seen it often in my time. Most times it works out for all involved, a good team leader will go out of his way to get to know the men and women under his command. But then there are those teams that in the end are held up as example, chow hall gossip, on the importance of knowing the solider at your six.) SG-1 was lucky, given that they were the first on the front line for so long, but more than lucky – they were fucking good. Now I’m the one who’s lucky.

It takes me a second to realize what it is about Jackson’s apartment that’s felt off since the corpsmen helped get him settled in his bed and handed over Dr. Lam’s instructions for the care and feeding of everyone's favorite cranky archaeologist. No television. How in the hell can any man fight – and die – for his planet without a friggin’ television set?

Glancing back across the room, there's at least an aquarium. It's got several brightly colored clownfish swimming inside. I wonder who he has feed them when we're gone sometimes for weeks off-world until I notice that there's something off with the fish. I'm almost sure that I'm seeing things - have to be. Distracted by my attempt to see more clearly it takes me a second to notice I've got my nose pressed up against the cool glass, creating a semi-artistic design of smudge marks, in order to take a better look at the string and weight hanging beneath each fish. They're all fake. I burst out laughing because somehow it doesn't surprise me in the least that Daniel Jackson has little pieces of painted plastic 'swimming' in his fish tank. No fuss. No muss. Jesus, I really need a tv here or else by the time Jackson is capable of taking care of himself again, I'll have started thinking the damn fish are real.

Calling Sam, I bribe her (woman has yet to resist my lemon bars) into stopping by my place and grabbing my portable and DVD player as well as my PS and a few games. She jokes around and asks if I want my teddy bear as well but I tell her I’ll settle for the afghan off the back of the couch and one of my pillows.

By the time she arrives Jackson has already woken up, bitching up a storm because his new pain prescription only seems to knock him out and doesn’t actually stop the pain that he has described as being similar to his legs being filleted from the inside-out (and if I haven't come across it in a mission report yet I really don't want to know the reason Jackson is familiar with that particular dance). She comes into his room offering a sheepish smile and a large mug of coffee. God bless her for knowing how to work that monstrosity of a coffee maker in his kitchen. I really need to have her show me how to work it before she leaves because I'm pretty sure that you need a degree in its use. The coffee manages to placate the man long enough for him to ask the reason behind the visit since they'd already planned on Sam coming by the next day.

He takes a sip of his coffee when she says why she came over, not in the least bothered that he hadn’t let me know about the lack of television. “I do have cable though…,” he mumbles over the lip of the cup in his hand. I think the man has taken one too many lessons in the Jack O’Neill school of disclosure.

This is going to be a long recovery.
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Kaz: Innocence Lost (Daniel)kazbaby on December 21st, 2008 01:18 am (UTC)
*bounce* I guess I worry too much when I edit. *blush*

I've always loved the way Cam looks at the earlier SG-1.
Sid: Dan/Camsidlj on December 21st, 2008 01:39 am (UTC)
Fake fish! That's the answer to everything. And cable, but no TV. Makes. Total. Sense. :-D

posterboys for ass-whoopin’

Yeah, Cam, you and Daniel might want to work on that....
Kaz: Evil Thoughts (Daniel)kazbaby on December 21st, 2008 01:46 am (UTC)
Hee! Cable came with the apartment, he just sort of nodded when it was mentioned during a tour of the place and never thought about it again until now. :D

Thanks for reading!
eclipsegigerisgod on December 21st, 2008 01:54 am (UTC)
yes for fake fish! I love this.

tell cam he should kiss daniel's bad leg better.

Kaz: Lean Against Me (Cameron/Daniel)kazbaby on December 21st, 2008 02:00 am (UTC)
Thank you!

tell cam he should kiss daniel's bad leg better.

Remember this is sort of a prequel. *whistles innocently*

eclipsegigerisgod on December 21st, 2008 06:37 pm (UTC)
ooh, you tease.
Kazkazbaby on December 21st, 2008 07:02 pm (UTC)
check your email. :D
eclipsegigerisgod on December 21st, 2008 09:32 pm (UTC)
whee!

*going*
twistedchicktwistedchick on December 21st, 2008 02:49 am (UTC)
This is great.
Kaz: Alt Cameronkazbaby on December 21st, 2008 03:37 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you like it. :)
not, alas, hilary tamar: SG1--Cam: impressivehilarytamar on December 21st, 2008 03:25 am (UTC)
Woo hoo! *cuddles fic*
Kaz: Lean Against Me (Cameron/Daniel)kazbaby on December 21st, 2008 03:36 am (UTC)
I'm glad you like. Hopefully now Cam will shut the hell up about this thing.

Thanks for reading!
Moonrisevoice: cam shavebaranyandi on December 21st, 2008 10:34 am (UTC)
Camfic, new Camfic, yay! *does happy dance* :)

I wish this would turn later into Sam/Cam, but I did get the hint...
Kaz: Lip Porn (John)kazbaby on December 21st, 2008 09:57 pm (UTC)
Hee! Thank you!

Sorry about it not being Sam/Cam, the entire thing (the story following this one) was started because I was wanting to give ivorygates a little Cam/Daniel porn. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
aurora_novarum: bad dayaurora_novarum on December 22nd, 2008 12:59 am (UTC)
Aw, hee. Neat to see Cam as kind of an outsider, but kind of an insider too into Daniel's inter sanctum.

And yay for Sam to the rescue!
Kaz: Properly Caffinated (Daniel)kazbaby on December 22nd, 2008 08:11 am (UTC)
Thanks! I thought it'd be neat to see Cam like this (not that I had any choice with him pestering me about it).

And yay for Sam to the rescue!

There are reasons why he loves her like a sister.
Minx, (n.) a pert girl, (adj.) saucy; impudent_minxy_ on December 22nd, 2008 07:05 am (UTC)
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!
Kaz: Cartoon Hero (Cameron)kazbaby on December 22nd, 2008 08:07 am (UTC)
I take it meets with your approval, ma'am?

Thank you. :D
ixchup: cam dogtagsixchup on December 22nd, 2008 12:11 pm (UTC)
What is so cool about this vignette is you have the voices and behavior so perfect that I can see Cam squinting into the fish tank and wishing for his PS2 box. A walk around Daniel's apartment and a wonderful description of SG-1 then and now from Cam's perspective is fascinating--he is a good judge of character and you are so clear in your depiction of the man on why O'Neill chose him to replace him--the guy recognizes the psychology of leadership, yet calls in Sam to mollify Daniel (or maybe it is a sense of trust that makes Cam call in the Daniel expert).

I just love this thing. A lull before the storm? I don't like slash much, but I look forward to seeing what you do next.
Kaz: Alt Cameronkazbaby on February 21st, 2009 02:55 am (UTC)
Thank you so much and I'm really glad enjoyed it.

(I am so sorry for this being so late.)
grammarwoman: BB is charmed I'm suregrammarwoman on February 19th, 2009 04:05 pm (UTC)
How did I miss this the first time around? *puzzled*

Great start, here - now off to read the latest installment.
Kaz: Give Me...kazbaby on February 21st, 2009 02:56 am (UTC)
Hee! I think this was posted when you were inundated with fic writing yourself.

I'm very glad you enjoyed it.
sg_betty: pic#83968987sg_betty on June 14th, 2009 05:17 am (UTC)
Ahhaha!! I love this! So much goodness... Now, the fish are damn funny, but the one that really got me was Daniel's "I do have cable though..."
LOL!

Edited at 2009-06-14 05:18 am (UTC)
Kaz: Let's Face It  (Cameron)kazbaby on June 14th, 2009 05:48 am (UTC)
*giggle* Glad you enjoyed it! I'm doubly glad you commented on this because I appreciate you letting me know you like it but also it reminded me that I need to finish my edits to the follow up story.

The deal with the fish came about by accident in a way, trying to figure out just what Cam might see in the apartment and I always wondered how Daniel dealt with his fish when they're offworld so dang much and the poor things kept dying on him and after he descended he just didn't try anymore... so fake fish. But it's also canon that the man doesn't have a tv (Continuum) but I've seen where nice apartment complexes offer cable free as part of the lease and it was a crack up to think of.

So thank you again for commenting. :D
manictater on September 7th, 2009 04:41 pm (UTC)
And Always Find my Place
oh, my goodness. This was so wonderful. I loved Cam's characterization and the descriptions of Daniel's apartment.

I was so thrilled to find a Cam-site. Thank you for sharing!
Kaz: The Bomb (Cameron)kazbaby on September 8th, 2009 10:43 am (UTC)
Re: And Always Find my Place
Thank you very kindly. I'm glad you enjoyed it!