Ignorance is Bliss, by Rokeon
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Title: Ignorance is Bliss
Author:
rokeon
Rating: G
Notes: Spoilers for "Letters from Pegasus."
z_rayne suggested the title.
Summary: It's strange, recording everyone's last words.
Dr. Beckett's mother grows petunias. Lieutenant Murphy speaks to his cousin with sign language. Sergeant Bates and his little brother root for the Lakers. Ford never expected to know any of these things.
Dr. Weir was right, giving everyone the opportunity to send a message home has been great for morale. Being the cameraman, though, was unsettling. There are seventy-one members of the expedition team left. Dr. Kavanagh, Dr. McKay, and Major Sheppard aside; that's sixty-eight times he got to watch through the viewfinder as people said "I love you," "I miss you," and "Goodbye." Ford's heard last words before, even ones spoken with dying breaths. But he never had to interrupt people to remind them which parts of their tearful farewells were classified, never had to ask them to hold the thought while he got a new battery. This was the first time just listening felt like an invasion of privacy.
Dr. Metevier isn't sure her ex-husband will let their kids watch the tape. Dr. Weir doesn't want her boyfriend to wait for her to come back. Major Sheppard doesn't have anyone waiting at all.
He has no business knowing any of these things.
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Rating: G
Notes: Spoilers for "Letters from Pegasus."
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Summary: It's strange, recording everyone's last words.
Dr. Beckett's mother grows petunias. Lieutenant Murphy speaks to his cousin with sign language. Sergeant Bates and his little brother root for the Lakers. Ford never expected to know any of these things.
Dr. Weir was right, giving everyone the opportunity to send a message home has been great for morale. Being the cameraman, though, was unsettling. There are seventy-one members of the expedition team left. Dr. Kavanagh, Dr. McKay, and Major Sheppard aside; that's sixty-eight times he got to watch through the viewfinder as people said "I love you," "I miss you," and "Goodbye." Ford's heard last words before, even ones spoken with dying breaths. But he never had to interrupt people to remind them which parts of their tearful farewells were classified, never had to ask them to hold the thought while he got a new battery. This was the first time just listening felt like an invasion of privacy.
Dr. Metevier isn't sure her ex-husband will let their kids watch the tape. Dr. Weir doesn't want her boyfriend to wait for her to come back. Major Sheppard doesn't have anyone waiting at all.
He has no business knowing any of these things.
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Date: 2005-05-11 02:18 pm (UTC)Loved how you took and did this in Ford's POV. i've always felt bad for him, having to listen to everyone pour out their hearts on camera, tell them that they can't let loved ones know this or that *coughZelenkacough*.
Very well written. And a title? Hmmm... How about, 'Better Off Not Knowing'?
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Date: 2005-05-13 09:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-05-11 02:37 pm (UTC)I love the way you interspersed characters we know with those we don't, adding detail and, with it, poignancy.
As for a title, what about "Ignorance is Bliss"?
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Date: 2005-05-13 09:27 pm (UTC)*pounces on title*
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Date: 2005-05-11 03:09 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 2005-05-11 03:35 pm (UTC)wow.
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Date: 2005-05-14 12:21 am (UTC)*iconlove*
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Date: 2005-05-14 12:29 am (UTC)Glad you liked it.
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Date: 2005-05-12 12:49 am (UTC)Lovely story!
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Date: 2005-05-14 12:46 am (UTC)Wow
Date: 2005-05-12 04:56 am (UTC)Totally awesome and thought provoking.
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Date: 2005-05-14 07:56 pm (UTC)Very well done!
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