Three weeks.
Had it really been that long?
Daniel sipped his coffee slowly and stared out of the cafe window. Outside seven year olds were playing hockey in the middle of the road , their shrieks and giggles seemed to go unnoticed by everyone else , but Daniel. It reminded him of Jack , and the way he used to charm the children like the pied piper , and the way Sam would stiffle girlie giggles and Teal'c would smile politely at the mayhem.
He missed those guys. He missed the connection they had , the way that conversation was only needed for snappy repartee , and not understanding.
He missed the understanding.
What was the phrase Jack used? Walls. That was it. Walls. He said it was all about building bridges and not building walls.
Daniel's reverie was broken by a red droplet dripping onto stained cafe table. And another. His nose was bleeding again.
He snatched a near-by tissue and held it to his nose before that incompetent teenager of a waitress could interupt him.
So , walls huh?
Something about blocking people out , Daniel didn't understand. This wasn't blocking them out right? This was protecting them , and if him and Jack had an understanding , he would understand that ...that what?
Oh God , he was getting dizzy. Nausia kicked in , almost flooring him when he stood up.
Three weeks since he last saw his Stargate.
Three weeks since they found that tumour.
The last thing he remembered hearing was that siren , and the world went black...
Had it really been that long?
Daniel sipped his coffee slowly and stared out of the cafe window. Outside seven year olds were playing hockey in the middle of the road , their shrieks and giggles seemed to go unnoticed by everyone else , but Daniel. It reminded him of Jack , and the way he used to charm the children like the pied piper , and the way Sam would stiffle girlie giggles and Teal'c would smile politely at the mayhem.
He missed those guys. He missed the connection they had , the way that conversation was only needed for snappy repartee , and not understanding.
He missed the understanding.
What was the phrase Jack used? Walls. That was it. Walls. He said it was all about building bridges and not building walls.
Daniel's reverie was broken by a red droplet dripping onto stained cafe table. And another. His nose was bleeding again.
He snatched a near-by tissue and held it to his nose before that incompetent teenager of a waitress could interupt him.
So , walls huh?
Something about blocking people out , Daniel didn't understand. This wasn't blocking them out right? This was protecting them , and if him and Jack had an understanding , he would understand that ...that what?
Oh God , he was getting dizzy. Nausia kicked in , almost flooring him when he stood up.
Three weeks since he last saw his Stargate.
Three weeks since they found that tumour.
The last thing he remembered hearing was that siren , and the world went black...