Title: Angels Answer Me
Date: July 9, 2000
Author: JayEm
Email: Jay_Em5@yahoo.com
Status: Complete
Rating: NC17
Category: Slash
Archive: J/D and HKH
Disclaimer: Characters belong to each other ~ but MGM has dibs.
Spoilers: none
Summary: Prayers are answered in ways words can never fully describe…
Notes: For my friends…
Angels Answer Me
by
JayEm
The sun is rising over the treetops with quiet glory sparking a thousand glittering
dewdrops among the heavy leaves….I woke up early for this very reason…to
see the sun rise, to see him in the gently breaking dawn.
I spent too many days in the past few years living in a darkness of my own choosing. Dawn was nothing more than the time I got up to get ready for work, dew was nothing but an irritating wetness on overnight missions that made me crankier than usual all day. Daniel…well…he was another one of those irritating things tending to make me cranky when he dug in and fought with me. Of course that was long before one of those arguments...okay, fights…resulted in me grabbing and kissing him just to shut him up…
I didn't plan to do it…I know he wasn't expecting it. I just saw that stubborn set to his jaw and couldn't stop myself…
Thank God we were at my house…
I drew back from him fully expecting to get something a lot harder delivered square to my nose…
What I got was a little half-dimple smile as the full force of those depthless blue eyes turned on me…cutting right down to my soul and answering a need I hadn't even realized I had until I saw it reflected back to me in Daniel.
Then he kissed me back…
I had never in my life had a kiss like that…consumed and consuming, igniting and quenching, a beginning and an ending. All that had gone before disappeared in a burning desire for nothing more than for the moment to last forever…
Needless to say we wound up spending the next two days in and around the vicinity of my bed…
I made him smile…a lot.
You see…Daniel doesn't smile much. Never had had much reason to. Until that day…that half-dimple smile I only ever see when we're alone together and he realizes how much he is loved…by me. I live to bring that smile to his face…really. Save the world? Been there, done that…three, four times now. No biggie. Defeat the Goa'uld? Piece of cake most days…Making Daniel smile that smile? Now that's an accomplishment…
He hasn't had a whole lot of reasons to smile lately…
That's why we're here.
I arranged for the time off, dragged his protesting…but still damn cute…ass up here to our usual campsite under cover of darkness, and put him to bed with orders to sleep. Neither one of us has had time for much in the way of rest lately…among other things. He was out in a matter of minutes.
I set my watch alarm to get me up early so I could see this…
The burgeoning light setting his hair on fire…bad image, back up…turning his hair into a golden halo…there that's better…His face so still he almost doesn't look like himself…because when Daniel's awake he is never still. So angelic…he'd laugh at that one…so beautiful…the most beautiful and precious thing in the world to me.
My granny used to tell me about angels among us living as humans to share in our pain and keep us safe. I always thought of big guys with bleach-blond hair, wings and anti-gravity halos. Mostly I just thought it was a result of too many hits on the rum cake at the church socials and a way to keep us kids on our toes…it probably was. But now I'm beginning to think Granny was on to something…
Daniel takes away the darkness inside me…chases away the demons and keeps me safe. In the depths of those sea-blue eyes are mysteries I've only begun to discover…I could spend a lifetime just looking and still not figure it all out. But that would be okay…it would be a hell of a lot of fun trying…
The sun finally continues on its way, taking away the golden light…returning Daniel to the realm of the earth-bound. He sighs a little as if missing its warmth and light then opens his eyes. He looks around a minute remembering where we are and how we got here. Then he looks at me…
I'm just sitting over here minding my own business, watching him sleep…and I know he knows I've been at it for a while. Anybody else would feel a little weirded out…might even be mad…not Daniel. He doesn't mind…truth be told I think he does it too…I just haven't caught him at it yet.
I give him the eyebrow, testing out how mad he is at me for abducting him. He gives me the pout…the one saying he's thinking about it. I pull out the double eyebrow thing…asking the question…
Then his eyes soften, the pout disappears, he smiles…that smile…and angels answer me…
*fin*