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

[mrshamill.livejournal.com]

What a beautifully written, fabulous story. The plausibility of it all was almost breathtaking, the idea of the 'peaceful explorers' bringing such death with them, all unwitting. It's the things like this that we always regret the most, isn't it? The unintended deaths. Yes, uh-huh, we murdered umty-ump in warfare today in BacksideOfHell, Middle East, boo-yeah for us! But then a baby in Papua New Guinea dies of chicken pox, brought to her by an unwitting grad student, and the world (or at least the college) mourns.

The bits of levity made this story even more heartbreaking. Rodney was so perfect I was amazed, as was Teyla. I loved Carson and Laura together and could just see him bringing her home to mum.

Thank you for this lovely story.