TITLE: The Family Life of an Interstellar Explorer
AUTHOR: DramaLexy
SUMMARY: Sequel to "Forever after the Day." After seven years on Abydos, the Jackson family returns to their other home. Daniel/Sha're
DISCLAIMER: Catherine and Jonathon Jackson are mine. Other than that...I no own, you no sue.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just let me know where first.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I basically took Season 7 and made it happen a few years later (about the time that Season 11 should have aired if it had existed. grumble, grumble...) I tried to incorporate some suggestions that I got in reviews for my first story into this fic. As always, feedback is very much appreciated.
Sha're Jackson stood in the doorway to the home she shared with her husband and watched as her seven-year-old daughter and three-year-old son played together outside. Jonathan had zero chance of keeping up with his sister on his little legs, but was determined to try anyway. He was barefoot in the warm sand, struggling not to trip over his own two feet or the bottom of his little robe. Catherine kindly helped pull her brother back to his feet when he fell over, then began to run around again, her long, curly brown hair flying in the light breeze as she played with a hoop-and-stick toy that her grandfather had made for her.
"You know that they'll be better off," her husband quietly said as he came up behind her. "There's only so much that I can teach them."
"They don't know any other way of life than here," she softly replied.
"They'll learn. You did." Sha're didn't answer. "If it was just about us, you know that we'd stay. But…they deserve to be able to choose their own lives when they get older."
Jonathan squawked as he once again ended up sitting in the sand, and Catherine giggled as she plopped down beside him. "You're so silly, JJ," she told her little brother, reaching to tickle him, and Sha're smiled as her son's laughter rang out. They were happy here, unaware that their lives were about to change forever. She hoped that leaving the world they'd been born on – where the family had lived for the past seven years – wouldn't be as traumatic as she feared.
"Who do you want the job of telling?" Sha're asked her husband. "Them, or my father?"
TBC...
