Author: Flatkatsi

Email: flatkatsi@optusnet.com.au

Status: Complete

Category: Jackfic Challenge

Pairings: None

Spoilers: Into the Fire, Abyss

Season: Six

Rating: G

Content Warnings: None

File Size: 22kb

Archive: Incoming Wormhole, Jackfic

Summary: The snake thinks

Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.

AuthorÕs Note: Oh dear Ð I must be in a bad mood today.

I wonder what sunlight is like?

I wonder what it feels like to breathe fresh air? I wonder what it feels like to be able to do what you want to do, go where you want to go?

I wonder what it feels like not to be hated by those around you?

I can feel the waves of emotion every time my Jaffa comes near to a TauÕri - humans they call themselves.

I can feel that.

I can tell which of his team is close.

There is the female Ð her boundless curiosity overcoming all other emotions. I feel calm when in her company. I can sense that she understands something of what it is to be a gaoÕuld.

There is the younger male Ð he hardly thinks of me at all, engrossed as he is in his own interests. When he is reminded of my existence, it is with slight unease.

Then there is the old male Ð he is the one that causes me the most discomfort. He is aware of me at all times. He hides it well from my Jaffa, but he hates me. He hates being near me. He hates being on the same planet as me. He barely tolerates me and that is only because of the one that carries me. He knows what it is like to be a host and he hates me with an abiding hatred that is almost overwhelming.

I can feel it now.

Even through the waves of pain, the old male allows a small part of himself to find the energy to hate.

He is hurt, I can feel it.

Hurt badly.

But I do not allow myself to feel any sympathy.

He knows what sunlight is like.

The End