The Switchfoot Chronicles

A series of drabble-shots formatted only by album. Switchfoot influenced a lot of my early fanfic, so I decided to write song-long drabble-shots, in no genre order. Title is listed first so you know what song is playing. Show and character are listed, with appropriate spoilers, or noting which episode or story-arc they follow. I didn't limit my genre jumping so you might not be familiar with a show; however, if you've read most of my work, you'll do just fine.

Also? I don't own any of these characters, although I feel like I know some of them a little too well.

NEW WAY TO BE HUMAN (SG:A; John Sheppard; Season 1, eps. 1 & 2)

This gene, this ATA gene they say he has...is it real? Does it mean he's less than human? More? Worse? Better?

All he knows it that it lets him do some cool stuff--not counting being ogled by the scientists. He could do without that.

But something from his childhood nags: power and responsibility? Can he handle it? Sure. It's part of who he is, gene or no gene.

So...cool powers that really aren't powers. Still cool and still very much human.

INCOMPLETE (SG:A; John Sheppard; pre-Season 1)

Another day in the cold. It was okay. Better than doing grunt work stateside where he could really get into trouble. But the trouble here is almost as bad. Living in the subzero vacuum. It sucked on occasion.

At least he could still fly. And bonus: It was a challenge. Granted he'd drawn escort duty for some higher up, but flying was flying. It's what he dreamed of doing.

He gave a last glance at his reflection before heading out. Maybe he'd see a polar bear today.

SOONER OR LATER (STFBEye: Sue Thomas: no spoilers)

She hates it when they laugh--or rather--roll their eyes. Belief. Hope. Faith. Yes, it's a nice thing,but not this time. Have to see it.

She hates the doubts that creep up in times like that.

But at the end of the day, she stands strong, praying silently, asking for help, gracious as always.

She might hate the attitude, but she loves the job.

COMPANY CAR (SG:1; Jack O'Neill; no spoilers)

He never wanted to be in this position. Flying a desk for Pete's sake.

"You are the best one for the job"--which? Yeahsureyoubetcha! All true. But it's the politics he can't stand.

So, he keeps tabs, keeps qualified, keeps the politicos on their ears. He wasn't going to become one of them. The car wasn't worth it.

LET THAT BE ENOUGH (STFBEye; James)

He watched her in silence. Her peace blended into his. It was easier around her. Easier to believe, to have faith, to simply be. But he wanted more.

And oddly, it was a step that frightened him more than war. But he knew the truth of it. And once he decided, it was enough.

SOMETHING MORE (STFBEye; James)

All his skill wouldn't be able to save him now. All his life, his training--all of it was nothing compared to the One who could take him as he was. A man who needs to be believed in for the core of who he was.

And the One who had sparked the Light that had always been there guiding him? One and the Same. It was time.

ONLY HOPE (STFBEye; James)

He knew he'd messed up--big time. He'd have to do a great deal of damage control tomorrow, but right now he simply bowed.

Beneath the night sky, he called to his Father, asking for forgiveness for his stupidity, and giving his mistakes away.

As the stars sang the song they've known since Creation, he sighed, absorbing the peace the darkness enveloped around him.

AMY'S SONG (STFBEye; James with Sue)

James held Sue's arm. The rain made the ground slick, a dreary highlight to a dreary day. When Sue stumbled near the coffin, he used his strength to keep her upright.

He didn't know the deceased, only that she did, and that she grieved in the midst of rejoicing. It was confusing, but he started to understand, looking at the silently joyful faces of the gathered mourners.

It was an end that signaled a new beginning.

I TURN EVERYTHING OVER (STFBEye; James)

Sue told him it was so simple and yet so hard. This he knew to be true. Asking was easy. Following orders? Habit and a way of life. Following God in even the mundane? That took patience.

He had patience to spare. Good thing, because he didn't always follow and had to turn it over again to start the day anew.

UNDER THE FLOOR (STFBEye; Sue with James)

She loved the freedom James found on his bike. Air flowing around them as darkness covered the world.

In the open, the stars were close enough to touch, and she let herself blend into her Father's creation, conscious only of James joyous presence beside her.

She reached for his hand, then reached for the stars.

Questions, comments--welcome! Flames? Sure. It's cold. Warm my feet...