Unspoken by Elly (NC-17)

[nandamai]

Fandom: STARGATE
Pairing: Jack/Sam
Author on LJ: elly427
Author Website: eikonoklastes
Why this must be read:

Elly's still pretty new to Stargate fandom, and we're damn lucky to have her. This story, based on spoilers for The Lost City, was only her second fanfic ever. Here she imagines what might have happened if Jack and Sam -- no experts at communicating with each other in the first place -- started sleeping together at the same time as Jack slowly lost the ability to speak English. I love it for its use of theme and for delving into something a lot of S/J fics blatantly ignore. Give it a chance even if the thought of ship smut makes you queasy. (C'mon, be brave!) It's gorgeous.

She's in her lab, has nowhere else to go, really. She knows he will find her here, will look here first because this is where she is.

He walks through the door, and all she can think is no, not him, no, not again, no, I can't lose one of them, I can't lose him, no.

It's the same though she's been having since he put that thick head of his into that damned repository, used himself as a whacked out external hard drive, a memory stick that is formatted for a different operating system. No.

She knows the Asguard aren't responding, was told the Tok'ra won't help, is well aware the Nox aren't around, can't fathom where to begin looking for the Furlings, agrees trying to find a Tollan is ridiculous. Still, no.

"No." It's the first thing she's said to him, the first thing she's said that wasn't part of a briefing.

"No?" he looks genuinely puzzled. It's different from his usual puzzled expression.

"No."

Unspoken