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[003] Beasts and Birthdays (Stargate: SG-1)
Theme Prompt: #003 - Devil's Advocate
Title: Beasts and Birthdays
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Rating/Warnings: None
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 996
Summary: After the events of Beast of Burden (S05E07) Jack and Daniel still don't see eye to eye.
Just when Daniel had thought things were finally going well between him and Jack, the age-old humanitarian versus soldier conflict had reared its ugly head once more. But their latest mission had highlighted a more fundamental difference of opinion, one that Daniel wasn’t sure they could get past.
Thinking back to the previous afternoon, Daniel felt frustration swell within him. He couldn’t believe Jack still suffered from such a superiority complex when it came to other species. He had said as much during their eventual confrontation. After a long and tension filled debriefing with General Hammond, Jack had followed Daniel back to his office and relations between them had
rapidly deteriorated.
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'“Well, I think we can chalk that mission up in the abysmal failure category,” Jack said dryly. “’Arms dealer to the Unas’ isn’t exactly the job description I had in mind when I joined the SGC.”
“You’re such a hypocrite, Jack!” Daniel said. “If it had been humans enslaved by a Goa’uld you would have gone in guns blazing and to hell with the consequences!”
“Oh, come on, Daniel,” Jack said. “You can’t possibly equate the two.”
“And why not? How is freeing Chaka and allowing him to lead a rebellion any different than arming the Abydonians and helping them overthrow Ra?”
“It’s entirely different!” Jack said. “The snakeheads are evil. The majority of the people on that planet are innocent citizens. I don’t agree with them keeping the Unas as slaves, but it’s understandable considering their history. What we’ve done is effectively set an army of vicious beasts on them!”
Daniel threw his hands in the air. “For the millionth time, Chaka is not a vicious beast! He’s a sensitive, intelligent being who wants to lead his people to freedom! Just because he’s not human, you automatically assume he’s an animal! How can you be so prejudiced and intolerant?”
That brought Jack up short. “Is that really what you think of me?” he asked quietly.
Daniel glared at him, too angry to register the effect of his words. Jack’s voice had taken on a sudden calmness.
“Well, then, I don’t see any point in continuing with this. I’m going home.” A hint of sarcasm crept back into his tone. “I leave you to your moral high ground, Dr Jackson.”
#
With the perspective granted by a good night’s sleep, Daniel was able to view the incident more rationally. The image of Jack’s face as he had walked out rose unbidden in his mind. His expression had been hurt and unhappy rather than angry and, if Daniel hadn’t been so furious himself, he would have realised that sooner. As he replayed in his mind the events of the previous day, his anger began to fade away and other feelings started to surface.
He shuddered at the memory of the orange light that had shone out of Jack’s eyes and mouth as the Unas slaver administered his Goa’uld torture stick. Daniel began to see that, once again, his impulsive reaction to injustice had landed the rest of his team in trouble, and stabs of guilt quickly pushed aside his remaining anger at Jack.
Daniel reached for the telephone and started to dial Jack’s number, but was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Levering himself up off the couch, he crossed to the door of his
apartment and opened it to reveal Jack.
“Hi,” Jack said.
Hi,” Daniel replied.
“Can I come in?” Jack seemed hesitant, and Daniel noticed that it looked as if he was hiding something behind his back.
“Of course.” Daniel stepped aside and Jack sidled across the threshold, keeping whatever he was holding out of view with difficulty.
Daniel sat back on the couch and looking up at Jack expectantly. Clearing his throat, Jack produced a small, wrapped package from behind his back and held it out.
“What’s that?” Daniel asked.
“What do you think it is?” Jack teased.
Daniel frowned. “I think it’s a present.”
“And that’s exactly what it is – a present. For you.” Jack shuffled his feet. “Happy birthday, Daniel.”
“But it’s not my birthday for…” Daniel began, then stopped as his words to Sam the previous day came back to him: “Physically, he’s fine, but I won’t be expecting a birthday present any time soon.”
He looked up to meet Jack’s hopeful gaze.
“Oh…”
Jack gave him a shy grin. “This is my way of saying I’m sorry.”
Daniel reached out to take the present, but Jack pulled it back from his grasp.
“Um… There isn’t actually anything in it,” he said. “It was just meant to be a symbolic kinda thing…”
Daniel burst out laughing, gazing up in delight at the anxious uncertainty on Jack’s face.
“Come here,” he said, reaching out for Jack instead of the package.
Breathing an audible sigh of relief, Jack collapsed down next to him on the couch. Daniel leaned over and gave him a brief kiss on the lips.
“I’m sorry too,” he said. “I got carried away and let my personal feelings cloud my judgement – again.”
Jack pulled back and gave Daniel a searching look. “I’m not prejudiced and intolerant, Daniel,”
he said seriously. “A lot of the situations we find ourselves in a complicated and sometimes we have to play devil’s advocate to make sure we look at all sides. You of all people should understand that - it’s why you’re on the team. Although I do admit I have a blind spot when it comes to Unas, and particularly Chaka.”'
“But why?” Daniel didn’t want to start up their argument again, but he needed to understand Jack’s viewpoint if they were to put it behind them.
“Because he kidnapped you, and hurt you, and I didn’t think we were ever going to get you back!”
Daniel smiled and pulled Jack into a tight embrace.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you to get me out of trouble,” he murmured in Jack’s ear.
“Neither do I!” Jack said.
Title: Beasts and Birthdays
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Rating/Warnings: None
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 996
Summary: After the events of Beast of Burden (S05E07) Jack and Daniel still don't see eye to eye.
Just when Daniel had thought things were finally going well between him and Jack, the age-old humanitarian versus soldier conflict had reared its ugly head once more. But their latest mission had highlighted a more fundamental difference of opinion, one that Daniel wasn’t sure they could get past.
Thinking back to the previous afternoon, Daniel felt frustration swell within him. He couldn’t believe Jack still suffered from such a superiority complex when it came to other species. He had said as much during their eventual confrontation. After a long and tension filled debriefing with General Hammond, Jack had followed Daniel back to his office and relations between them had
rapidly deteriorated.
#
'“Well, I think we can chalk that mission up in the abysmal failure category,” Jack said dryly. “’Arms dealer to the Unas’ isn’t exactly the job description I had in mind when I joined the SGC.”
“You’re such a hypocrite, Jack!” Daniel said. “If it had been humans enslaved by a Goa’uld you would have gone in guns blazing and to hell with the consequences!”
“Oh, come on, Daniel,” Jack said. “You can’t possibly equate the two.”
“And why not? How is freeing Chaka and allowing him to lead a rebellion any different than arming the Abydonians and helping them overthrow Ra?”
“It’s entirely different!” Jack said. “The snakeheads are evil. The majority of the people on that planet are innocent citizens. I don’t agree with them keeping the Unas as slaves, but it’s understandable considering their history. What we’ve done is effectively set an army of vicious beasts on them!”
Daniel threw his hands in the air. “For the millionth time, Chaka is not a vicious beast! He’s a sensitive, intelligent being who wants to lead his people to freedom! Just because he’s not human, you automatically assume he’s an animal! How can you be so prejudiced and intolerant?”
That brought Jack up short. “Is that really what you think of me?” he asked quietly.
Daniel glared at him, too angry to register the effect of his words. Jack’s voice had taken on a sudden calmness.
“Well, then, I don’t see any point in continuing with this. I’m going home.” A hint of sarcasm crept back into his tone. “I leave you to your moral high ground, Dr Jackson.”
#
With the perspective granted by a good night’s sleep, Daniel was able to view the incident more rationally. The image of Jack’s face as he had walked out rose unbidden in his mind. His expression had been hurt and unhappy rather than angry and, if Daniel hadn’t been so furious himself, he would have realised that sooner. As he replayed in his mind the events of the previous day, his anger began to fade away and other feelings started to surface.
He shuddered at the memory of the orange light that had shone out of Jack’s eyes and mouth as the Unas slaver administered his Goa’uld torture stick. Daniel began to see that, once again, his impulsive reaction to injustice had landed the rest of his team in trouble, and stabs of guilt quickly pushed aside his remaining anger at Jack.
Daniel reached for the telephone and started to dial Jack’s number, but was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Levering himself up off the couch, he crossed to the door of his
apartment and opened it to reveal Jack.
“Hi,” Jack said.
Hi,” Daniel replied.
“Can I come in?” Jack seemed hesitant, and Daniel noticed that it looked as if he was hiding something behind his back.
“Of course.” Daniel stepped aside and Jack sidled across the threshold, keeping whatever he was holding out of view with difficulty.
Daniel sat back on the couch and looking up at Jack expectantly. Clearing his throat, Jack produced a small, wrapped package from behind his back and held it out.
“What’s that?” Daniel asked.
“What do you think it is?” Jack teased.
Daniel frowned. “I think it’s a present.”
“And that’s exactly what it is – a present. For you.” Jack shuffled his feet. “Happy birthday, Daniel.”
“But it’s not my birthday for…” Daniel began, then stopped as his words to Sam the previous day came back to him: “Physically, he’s fine, but I won’t be expecting a birthday present any time soon.”
He looked up to meet Jack’s hopeful gaze.
“Oh…”
Jack gave him a shy grin. “This is my way of saying I’m sorry.”
Daniel reached out to take the present, but Jack pulled it back from his grasp.
“Um… There isn’t actually anything in it,” he said. “It was just meant to be a symbolic kinda thing…”
Daniel burst out laughing, gazing up in delight at the anxious uncertainty on Jack’s face.
“Come here,” he said, reaching out for Jack instead of the package.
Breathing an audible sigh of relief, Jack collapsed down next to him on the couch. Daniel leaned over and gave him a brief kiss on the lips.
“I’m sorry too,” he said. “I got carried away and let my personal feelings cloud my judgement – again.”
Jack pulled back and gave Daniel a searching look. “I’m not prejudiced and intolerant, Daniel,”
he said seriously. “A lot of the situations we find ourselves in a complicated and sometimes we have to play devil’s advocate to make sure we look at all sides. You of all people should understand that - it’s why you’re on the team. Although I do admit I have a blind spot when it comes to Unas, and particularly Chaka.”'
“But why?” Daniel didn’t want to start up their argument again, but he needed to understand Jack’s viewpoint if they were to put it behind them.
“Because he kidnapped you, and hurt you, and I didn’t think we were ever going to get you back!”
Daniel smiled and pulled Jack into a tight embrace.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you to get me out of trouble,” he murmured in Jack’s ear.
“Neither do I!” Jack said.
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Funny thing is, I was thinking of writing a piece set around the events of Beast of Burden, although it would have been very different from yours, but I went with Scorched Earth instead.
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Both great episodes for this topic - must go and read yours now!
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I thought of using Shades of Grey as well, but Scorched Earth just seemed a slightly better fit. I like trying to get inside Daniel's head.
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Thanks for sharing it.
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Thanks for commenting!