Warnings: Violence, attempted suicide, character death (from previous story)
Summary: Jack is thawing.
Authors Notes: So many people gave me great feedback on Frozen and asked for more that I decided to oblige them! Thanks everyone! Sorry it's so short but hey it's my story…
Two minutes ago...
As he sat upon the ground, the final moments of his life ticked away. He clutched the cold metal of the gun, contemplating his next action. He sighed, and placed the barrel to his temple. The cold metal did not frighten him. His finger caressed the trigger. There was no doubt in his mind, just a sense of relief. The world was far too bleak without her in it. His eyes roamed across the empty wasteland of frozen gravestones, committing it to memory. He then looked at her grave and pulled the trigger the final expanse.
In that last moment, as the trigger passed the point of no return, a light appeared before him causing him to jerk the gun. The bullet, intended for his brain, missed to the side harmlessly thudding into a tree nearby.
Her ghostly image stood before him. The gun fell from his nerveless fingers. The cold outside forgotten.
"Sam?" He whispered.
The End.