SGA fic: Breathe You Deep

[hth]

Breathe You Deep
by Hth

109k
various pairings
it's gen, it's het, it's slash, it's a floor wax!
Summary: Cold and flu season, like many other things, sucks more in space.
Warnings: A for Angst. The astute reader will notice that I hardly ever warn for angst, and might then imagine I mean rather a *lot* of angst. That's your warning. All sales final.

Special thanks to cesperanza for beta ("You're at about an eight, and I need you at about a four...") and as per usual to marythefan for encouragement and general evil ("What, you think I'm going to tell you *not* to do it?")

"You’re standing here telling us that half the galaxy, not to mention our friends, could fall over dead by Christmas, and you’re bringing us what, exactly, to deal with this problem? Amoxicillin and chicken soup?"

Comments

[roxy-palace.livejournal.com]

This was so lovely, and so incredibly sad. I don't know how you had the stomach to do it. But you did, and you did a wonderful job.

I don't usually read het (I'm a McShepper normally), but the description of the balcony scene that was recced to me drew me in. And I have to say, it was even more lovely than my reccer suggested.

Teyla's almost reverent definition of what John means to her...the sweet heart of me. It was so incredibly lovely. I actually have tears starting just thinking about it. It's like you articualted something I've only been daydreaming about for years. Thank you so much for that.

[hth-the-first.livejournal.com]

Thank you! It was tough to write, but at the same time, it's fun to explore sides of a character's life you know they'll probably never have to deal with in canon. It's all pretend, you know? *g*

I'm really glad you enjoyed the story!