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"Here Was Neither Peace, Nor Rest, Nor A Moment's Safety"
Title: Here Was Neither Peace, Nor Rest, Nor A Moment's Safety
Wordcount: 812
Spoilers: None
Fandom: SG-1
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kellifer_fic
Category: Gen (Daniel,Cameron)
Rating/Warning: PG
Notes: Title from "Call Of the Wild"
Cameron knows there are a lot of ways a man’s life can be saved, but dropping a folder full of paperwork wouldn’t have appeared on his list anywhere.
One moment he’s watching about fifty sheets of paper slide out of the manila folder he’d obviously not had a good enough grip on, next he’s leaning down to start scooping them up and ducking the shot that would’ve taken him in the temple completely unintentionally. Cameron almost jerks upright again in surprise, but glass showering down on him from his truck window has him hitting the deck. Cameron rolls, trying to get his truck between him and whoever is taking pot-shots and he can hear dimly the sound of booted feet and shouting. He’s in the parking lot of a military installation so he’s hoping it’s the sound of rescue and rightfully embarrassed security personnel who let someone get this close.
The hollow echo of more shots has Cameron thinking that maybe under the truck isn’t the safest place to be but then there’s the sound of a car squealing to a halt on the other side and Cameron scrambles out, nearly getting clipped in the head by the passenger side door opening.
Cameron dives in the open door, waiting for more shots that don’t come and belatedly realises he’s in Daniel’s white Honda as he’s almost thrown back out by Daniel winging the car crazily right to take them out of the line of fire. Cameron grabs at a seatbelt to arrest his tumble and looks across at Daniel who is hunched over the steering wheel, shoulders up around his ears.
Cameron would’ve laughed if he just hadn’t been shot at.
Daniel takes them in past the security checkpoint that usually only allows military vehicles through, but the gate is up and the harried-looking marines are waving them past like Daniel would’ve stopped if they hadn’t. Daniel finally pulls up just before the curve of road that leads into the mountain itself and turns the engine off, slouching down in his seat.
Cameron finally rights himself completely and then turns on his side, facing Daniel. “Are you nuts?” Cameron asks, still a little shocky.
“You were being shot at,” Daniel says, letting his head slide towards Cameron, confusion on his face.
“And you drove into the line of fire,” Cameron snaps, knowing that of all the emotions he’s going to feel about the incident, he’s happy to go with anger right now. Anger is much easier to deal with.
“Am I grounded or something?” Daniel asks, quirking an eyebrow and Cameron laughs, all the adrenalin of the moment pouring out of him in that weird, almost hysterical sound. A banging on the window makes them both jump and now Cameron is laughing harder and doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to stop.
“Are you alright, Sirs?” The marine looking at them, mostly at Cameron with a worried frown, is someone he recognises. Johnston or Johansson or something like that.
“We’re okay,” Daniel says.
“You’re bleeding, Sir,” the marine points out, voice directed at Cameron.
“I am?” Cameron blinks and sits up, patting himself down and wondering if he’s going to feel the bullet now that the adrenalin is gone, but then catches sight of his forearms and remembers that when he rolled under the truck, he rolled over the glass from his busted driver’s side window.
“Jesus, Cam,” Daniel breathes, hands reaching across but Cameron pulls his arms out of the way of Daniel’s questing fingers.
“It’s just glass. I’ll get cleaned up in the infirmary.”
The marine nods and steps aside and Cameron can see there is a jeep idling behind him. He motions for him and Daniel to leave the Honda and get into it and Daniel, eyes still concerned, acquiesces. Cameron pauses when he gets out of Daniel’s car and puts a finger in a bullet hole in the door. He leans back in the passenger side and sees there is an identical hole in the driver’s side door.
Missed them by inches.
Cameron feels cold all over as he moves towards the jeep, eyes on Daniel’s broad back. He knows Daniel has died before, can accept it in theory, but he’s never had to see it and he realises that he never wants to. Daniel stepping in front of a staff blast, diving through a window to prevent disaster, getting taken by the replicators and getting stabbed through the abdomen because he tried to save everyone else. Cameron realises this is a thing with Daniel, stepping in front of death and waving his arms about, saying take me instead.
Cameron clips Daniel’s heel with a foot, causing Daniel to stumble into the side of the jeep. He looks back, eyes narrowed and Cameron shrugs with a grin, hoping that Daniel doesn’t see the fear under it.
Wordcount: 812
Spoilers: None
Fandom: SG-1
By:
kellifer_ficCategory: Gen (Daniel,Cameron)
Rating/Warning: PG
Notes: Title from "Call Of the Wild"
Cameron knows there are a lot of ways a man’s life can be saved, but dropping a folder full of paperwork wouldn’t have appeared on his list anywhere.
One moment he’s watching about fifty sheets of paper slide out of the manila folder he’d obviously not had a good enough grip on, next he’s leaning down to start scooping them up and ducking the shot that would’ve taken him in the temple completely unintentionally. Cameron almost jerks upright again in surprise, but glass showering down on him from his truck window has him hitting the deck. Cameron rolls, trying to get his truck between him and whoever is taking pot-shots and he can hear dimly the sound of booted feet and shouting. He’s in the parking lot of a military installation so he’s hoping it’s the sound of rescue and rightfully embarrassed security personnel who let someone get this close.
The hollow echo of more shots has Cameron thinking that maybe under the truck isn’t the safest place to be but then there’s the sound of a car squealing to a halt on the other side and Cameron scrambles out, nearly getting clipped in the head by the passenger side door opening.
Cameron dives in the open door, waiting for more shots that don’t come and belatedly realises he’s in Daniel’s white Honda as he’s almost thrown back out by Daniel winging the car crazily right to take them out of the line of fire. Cameron grabs at a seatbelt to arrest his tumble and looks across at Daniel who is hunched over the steering wheel, shoulders up around his ears.
Cameron would’ve laughed if he just hadn’t been shot at.
Daniel takes them in past the security checkpoint that usually only allows military vehicles through, but the gate is up and the harried-looking marines are waving them past like Daniel would’ve stopped if they hadn’t. Daniel finally pulls up just before the curve of road that leads into the mountain itself and turns the engine off, slouching down in his seat.
Cameron finally rights himself completely and then turns on his side, facing Daniel. “Are you nuts?” Cameron asks, still a little shocky.
“You were being shot at,” Daniel says, letting his head slide towards Cameron, confusion on his face.
“And you drove into the line of fire,” Cameron snaps, knowing that of all the emotions he’s going to feel about the incident, he’s happy to go with anger right now. Anger is much easier to deal with.
“Am I grounded or something?” Daniel asks, quirking an eyebrow and Cameron laughs, all the adrenalin of the moment pouring out of him in that weird, almost hysterical sound. A banging on the window makes them both jump and now Cameron is laughing harder and doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to stop.
“Are you alright, Sirs?” The marine looking at them, mostly at Cameron with a worried frown, is someone he recognises. Johnston or Johansson or something like that.
“We’re okay,” Daniel says.
“You’re bleeding, Sir,” the marine points out, voice directed at Cameron.
“I am?” Cameron blinks and sits up, patting himself down and wondering if he’s going to feel the bullet now that the adrenalin is gone, but then catches sight of his forearms and remembers that when he rolled under the truck, he rolled over the glass from his busted driver’s side window.
“Jesus, Cam,” Daniel breathes, hands reaching across but Cameron pulls his arms out of the way of Daniel’s questing fingers.
“It’s just glass. I’ll get cleaned up in the infirmary.”
The marine nods and steps aside and Cameron can see there is a jeep idling behind him. He motions for him and Daniel to leave the Honda and get into it and Daniel, eyes still concerned, acquiesces. Cameron pauses when he gets out of Daniel’s car and puts a finger in a bullet hole in the door. He leans back in the passenger side and sees there is an identical hole in the driver’s side door.
Missed them by inches.
Cameron feels cold all over as he moves towards the jeep, eyes on Daniel’s broad back. He knows Daniel has died before, can accept it in theory, but he’s never had to see it and he realises that he never wants to. Daniel stepping in front of a staff blast, diving through a window to prevent disaster, getting taken by the replicators and getting stabbed through the abdomen because he tried to save everyone else. Cameron realises this is a thing with Daniel, stepping in front of death and waving his arms about, saying take me instead.
Cameron clips Daniel’s heel with a foot, causing Daniel to stumble into the side of the jeep. He looks back, eyes narrowed and Cameron shrugs with a grin, hoping that Daniel doesn’t see the fear under it.
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Also, “Am I grounded or something?” -- lol.
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And who in their obviously-not-right-mind would shoot at them in the SGC parking lot??? Gorram Trust.
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Whoa. Awesome!
Daniel does do the "take me instead" thing all the time. How come after all this time, this is the first I realized it? He and Jack - both of them do that. Maybe I couldn't see Daniel doing it for watching Jack do it. Could be that's where Daniel learned it from. This could be a major problem for Cam...
Again, awesome piece of work. It's got me thinking now...
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(Anonymous) 2007-04-02 03:44 am (UTC)(link)no subject
“Am I grounded or something?"
And snarf.
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This is terrific!
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Awesome.
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I liked the dynamic between Cam and Daniel :D
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Wow.
Well done.
I would have loved to know who was shooting at Cam though.... just an afterthought....
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Such a lovely character study amid the action.