Stargate SG-1 Double Drabble: Embarkation
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badly_knittedTitle: Embarkation
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Daniel Jackson, General Hammond, SG-1.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 452: Ripple at
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drabble_zone.Setting: Maybe Season 5.
Summary: Daniel and the others are waiting for the go ahead.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Stargate SG-1, or the characters. They belong to their creators.
A/N: Double drabble.
From the bottom of the ramp, Daniel studied the blue puddle shimmering and rippling in front of him, the wormhole’s event horizon, the gateway to… whatever lay beyond.
This wasn’t the first time he’d waited for the go-ahead to step through, nor the tenth, nor even the hundredth, but it never got old. There was always a thrill of anticipation, tempered by a hint of apprehension, because no matter what the MALP might tell them, they could never entirely know what they might face when they reached their destination. An uninhabited world, a lost tribe from earth, an alien intelligence, a Goa’uld stronghold, a Tok’ra base…
In their travels, they’d seen all of that and more. There’d been occasions when they’d barely escaped with their lives, and others where they’d been welcomed by the inhabitants, gaining new allies. Then there’d been all the worlds where the only things that remained were ruins. Daniel was perhaps the only member of SG-1 who truly appreciated such things, the eroded buildings, the fascinating artefacts, but then archaeology was his profession.
“You have a go, SG-1.” General Hammond’s voice came through the speakers. “God speed.”
Together, Daniel and his teammates stepped into the unknown.
The End
This wasn’t the first time he’d waited for the go-ahead to step through, nor the tenth, nor even the hundredth, but it never got old. There was always a thrill of anticipation, tempered by a hint of apprehension, because no matter what the MALP might tell them, they could never entirely know what they might face when they reached their destination. An uninhabited world, a lost tribe from earth, an alien intelligence, a Goa’uld stronghold, a Tok’ra base…
In their travels, they’d seen all of that and more. There’d been occasions when they’d barely escaped with their lives, and others where they’d been welcomed by the inhabitants, gaining new allies. Then there’d been all the worlds where the only things that remained were ruins. Daniel was perhaps the only member of SG-1 who truly appreciated such things, the eroded buildings, the fascinating artefacts, but then archaeology was his profession.
“You have a go, SG-1.” General Hammond’s voice came through the speakers. “God speed.”
Together, Daniel and his teammates stepped into the unknown.
The End
