Prompt 12.10 (Themed Round: Daniel) (and Set 12 Compilation)

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ETA Set 12 (Themed Round: Daniel) Prompt Compilation:

12.01 Daniel's first five languages.

12.02 Five things Daniel left on Abydos.

12.03 Five things Daniel misses about having long hair.

12.04 Five Goa'uld that Daniel wishes he'd had the chance to meet.

12.05 Five things Daniel touched that thrilled him.

12.06 Five laws Daniel broke.

12.07 Five things Daniel does when he can't sleep.

12.08 Five critical mistakes Daniel has made in translation.

12.09 Five ways Daniel improves Atlantis.

12.10 Five ways Daniel Jackson didn't die.

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Five ways Daniel Jackson didn't die.


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4. At the hands of the Oraci, saving the world one last time.

Cameron Mitchell told SG-1 they’d saved the world thirteen times. It was over beers at Daniel’s place, and Cameron was very, very drunk. There was some debate over whether it was thirteen or fourteen, but Cam had the mission reports memorized, and Sam was having trouble formulating her argument because she was having similar trouble staying upright.

Four days later, Cameron, Daniel, and Vala went to check out yet another planet for the Ori. Teal’c was back with the Jaffa, on another fruitless mission to get their asses in gear – that’s not how he phrased it, but Cameron scowled and translated it for them all. Sam had something bubbling in her lab, and since it was just a simple recon mission, she stayed at the SGC.

Later, Daniel would wonder if it was planned, or just a coincidence.

The only inhabitants of the planet were several dozen kilos away from the gate. They had to make camp that first night, still several hours away from the village. It had been a hot day and they were all exhausted. Vala didn’t even bother asking either of them to sleep with her like usual; she just flopped down on her sleeping bag and shut her eyes.

Daniel followed suit, a couple feet away. He was tired and there was a stinging blister on his left foot. Mitchell took first watch, but Daniel drifted off so quickly he didn’t even say goodnight.

The sound of a Zat firing woke him. He only heard it because it was so close to his sleeping bag. Daniel tried to sit up, reached for his glasses, yelling for Cameron. It was still night and in the darkness, he couldn’t even see Vala. Daniel scrambled out of his sleeping bag and in the next second, another zat blast electrified it.

“Cameron!” Daniel screamed, fumbling for his own Zat.

But then, someone tackled him. Someone about his size, but made of concrete judging by how Daniel sank to the ground beneath him.

Daniel fought. He used every technique Jack and Teal’c had ever taught him, and it did nothing to dislodge the man wrapped around him. In no time, he heard the snick of handcuffs around his wrists. A knee was driven into his back and then his legs were bound with those plastic field restraints.

Plastic field restraints…

“Wait!” Daniel cried as he tried to turn over to see his attacker, even as terrible idea settled in his mind. “Cameron?”

And just like that, he was flipped over, so he was sitting in the grass, arms behind his back, legs out in front of him. It was Cameron. He was sweating and breathing heavily, wiping at his dripping forehead.

“What are you doing?” Daniel asked. At the same time, he cast an eye around for Vala. He didn’t know how many times the Zat had been fired. He saw her, still in her sleeping bag, body slack with unconsciousness.

“I’m sorry,” Cameron said. He sounded awful. Miserable, even, and Daniel realized that he wasn’t just wiping sweat from his face. The man was crying.

“What are you doing?” Daniel repeated. He tried to move his bound hands, to kick his feet. He didn’t have any movement at all.

“She wants you,” Cameron said. He didn’t look at Daniel. “You both. And she’ll – they’ll – leave Earth alone.”

“What are you talking about?” Daniel had a pretty good idea and he was starting to wiggle hysterically in his restraints, as if they’d pop off purely from his outrage. Cameron leaned over and retrieved the Zat he’d used to shoot Vala. “I’m sorry,” he muttered.

Daniel watched him cast nervous glances around their campsite. “Here?” he asked, finding he’d gone stone still. “Here.”

Cameron nodded. “I’m sorry,” was all he could say. “You have to save the world one more time, Jackson.”

Adria and her entourage swept into view, then. Daniel stayed frozen, unable to move even if he wanted to. He could still hear Mitchell sniveling and breathing thickly, even though his eyes were locked on the approaching Oraci. He wanted to say something to the man, but his tongue stuck in his mouth.

“I hope you’re right,” Daniel said, finally.

Adria dropped down before him, grabbed his chin with her small, warm hand, and then his vision exploded.