Stargate SG-1 fic: When I'm Gone

[jennickels]

[team]
Just a little team miscommunication courtesy or Jack's twisted sense of humor.
190 words | rating: G

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“Remember me when I’m gone,” Jack said, appearing at the door of Sam’s lab. Sam and Daniel looked up from the plan they were working on.

“Why?” asked Daniel. “What’s wrong?

“Are you sick, sir?”

Jack sat heavily on one of the stools. He didn’t even spin. “Yes, sick.”

“Oh, god. What is it? Cancer? Poisoning? What was that alien thing SG-9 caught last week-”

Sam interrupted him. “Sir, is it serious?”

“Very.”

Daniel looked panicked. “What can we do, Jack? Is there a treatment?”

Jack sighed. “Unfortunately, no.”

“No,” Daniel yelled, “this isn’t right. You can’t die. We’ll talk to the Tok’ra. They owe us.”

“Who said anything about dying?”

Sam and Daniel exchanged looks. “You did,” they said at the same time

“No, I didn’t. I said to remember me when I’m gone. Hammond just told me I’m being sent to Washington for the week. This is serious business. There’s no treatment for boredom by politician.”

Sam rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Sir-”

Jack just smiled.

“Sometimes I hate you,” said Daniel.

“Well, my work here is done,” Jack said with a clap. “See you next week.”

Comments

[xfirefly9x.livejournal.com]

Hehe, love this.

[jennickels.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Can you believe this is the first SG-1 fic I've written in years. I really need to do a rewatch this summer and get back to writing them. Or finishing all of the ones I've started.

[xfirefly9x.livejournal.com]

Wow, years. I wouldn't have guessed that. I've been a bit out of fic reading for years, though, so makes sense. G'luck with the other writings! I see you've got more up already. :)

[jennickels.livejournal.com]

I haven't read my fic the last few years either. I don't seem to have the time.

My July Camp NaNo goal is to finish/edit as many stories as I can. I did three yesterday and one so far today.