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Stargate SG-1 Bigbang Fic: Jigsaw
In 2004, I plotted out an epic Stargate SG-1 story about Team Conquering All. It was called Jigsaw (it never had another working title, or even a different filename).
In 2009 I started rewatching Stargate SG-1 from the beginning, doing demographic counts on episodes and writing Bechdel Test fixit fic, and a couple of ancient epics bubbled up out of my brain. I was tentatively into "hey, I'm really writing this" territory when Iulia said, "I know what I want for my birthday. I want Jigsaw." I thought I could do that--this was months before her birthday, and even with Yuletide intervening I thought I would have plenty of time.
Ahahaha.
The first third of Jigsaw languished and languished and languished on my hard drive. Iulia, as is her wont, did not disown me. And then one night in February 2011 I found myself telling the story to someone on IM, and remembered all over again why I loved it, why it was the SG-1 story of my heart, and why it had stayed firmly fixed in my brain for seven years. I started writing again. In March I noticed that I was likely to finish my first draft right around the rough draft deadline for
And a few frantic weeks of writing, some excellent beta work by
AU from late season three, post-"Pretense" (Skaara is free, Sha're is dead). 66,906 words. Not explicit.
Warning: Multiple major character deaths, mostly before the story starts. Mostly.
Jack/Sam/Daniel/Teal'c, Sam/Daniel/Teal'c, Jack/Sam, Sam/Daniel, plus smidges of Jack/Daniel, Jack/Teal'c, and Daniel/Sha're.
Thanks to
Jack wakes up in the SGC to the news that his team is dead. If he weren't hearing the news from General Hammond he might not believe it--and even so it's not quite real until he sees the bodies. Once he does, he knows nothing is ever going to be the same again.
Sam wakes up in the SGC to the news that she is now the senior member of SG-1. Jack O'Neill is dead. For Sam and her team, nothing is ever going to be the same again.
SG-1 might be able to go on like this--Sam's going to keep her team together if it kills her--but a man who's lost his team is capable of anything, and Jack's about to do the unthinkable to make things right.
Deeply, profoundly fabulous and variously spoilery artworks by
And without further ado:
Jigsaw at the AO3
Jigsaw at my website

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I don't remember the last SG-1 fic I read. But I will be reading this!!!!!
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DIRAAAAAAA YAY YOU YAY FIC YAY SG-1
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And, oh my god, once you read it you will understand how much your Sam vid was THE ANTHEM (well, okay, ONE OF MANY ANTHEMS, but still) of this story, because YES. ♥
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:D :D :D :D
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but YAY! I AM SO HAPPY TO BE DONE OMG. :)
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HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEE!
In my decidedly unbiased opinion, you are the BESTEST.
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And, hey, sine qua non. Happy birthday, you definitely earned it. :)
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Also wow, I am really looking forward to reading this one.
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And yay! But, uh, I feel like I should say, in case it is not totally obvious from the blurb and warnings and so on--there is a lot of death and grief and dealing-with-loss and depression and some corpses, en route to things getting better. Just in case you are not feeling like reading that on any given day.
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::dashes off to read::
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And you juggled everything/everyone/everyplace so skilfully! *is in awe* :-)
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(Anonymous) 2011-07-06 04:16 am (UTC)(link)--gatesmasher
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I read your speculation about SG-7 in comments on the AO3 copy, and I have to say, that's much like what I thought -- and yet, even though everyone thinks "oh god I don't want to think about that, that shit is fucked up", they still leave it alone, because hey, SGC. If it works for them, they aren't gonna mess with it. (But they will snark. Because ... SGC.)
But most of all ... oh god, ow, the pain, and the suffering, and then the moment of, okay, somewhere out there, there is a place where it didn't happen like that, and the awfulness of it having been repeated over and over again, world after world, and yet they all wind up following each other through universes like a guided missile, looking for each other. That's my SG-1, man. And you draw them so beautifully.
(I also love the Nox in this. And NYAN. I have always loved Nyan.)
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I am absolutely delighted that this worked for you! It ... accrued a lot of details, in its long gestation. And quirks. And SG-7. But the heart of it was always SG-1, reassembling itself like the Iron Giant, because that is what they do.
(That is what they do. That is what they do. And so on.)
So, thank you! :D