"The sky looked like the Earth after rain" John Denver
He'd rather be in Colorado then out on an alien plant. Colorado was perfect. He had everything he ever wanted there. Scratch that, almost everything he wanted. He didn't have his cabin. Colorado, a state which wasn't overly populated. Just perfect. Not anything like New York or Vegas.
He could look at the stars in the sky from his roof, listening quietly to music. Stare at the stars he has visited, and thoughs he has not. Wondering if he'll ever make it there, if there is life there, or if it will be just another waste of time.
He'd rather be in Colorado, with his love, and his future dog, with Cassie, and his friends, with his family, and with his enemies. He could sit around a spend money without any worries.
If only he was in Colorado, but no, he was stuck in D.C, on yet another random meet the press tour.
When the Stargate became public knowledge he lost Colorado. The Stargate was moved to a new location, and new teams were formed.
Notes: Ok this was not suppose to be a future fic, but hey, it doesn't always go how you want it to. Hopefully this is a good story because I just sorta wrote without thinking. For me, those usually turn out to be my best stories. Anyways was inspired by a story I just read, can't remember the name, it's on fanfiction.net, it has nothing to do with this story though. Kinda odd. Also to the future Clar player for the marching Band who has never heard of Stargate, she got me thinking about writing, so this can be for her too. Also John Denver, without his song, I guess he'd rather be in Colorado, I would ever have written this story. This story was suppose to be about Sg-1 on some Alien plant that is very bright a cheery. Didn't even get close to that. Anyways please R&R. Thanks.
He'd rather be in Colorado then out on an alien plant. Colorado was perfect. He had everything he ever wanted there. Scratch that, almost everything he wanted. He didn't have his cabin. Colorado, a state which wasn't overly populated. Just perfect. Not anything like New York or Vegas.
He could look at the stars in the sky from his roof, listening quietly to music. Stare at the stars he has visited, and thoughs he has not. Wondering if he'll ever make it there, if there is life there, or if it will be just another waste of time.
He'd rather be in Colorado, with his love, and his future dog, with Cassie, and his friends, with his family, and with his enemies. He could sit around a spend money without any worries.
If only he was in Colorado, but no, he was stuck in D.C, on yet another random meet the press tour.
When the Stargate became public knowledge he lost Colorado. The Stargate was moved to a new location, and new teams were formed.
Notes: Ok this was not suppose to be a future fic, but hey, it doesn't always go how you want it to. Hopefully this is a good story because I just sorta wrote without thinking. For me, those usually turn out to be my best stories. Anyways was inspired by a story I just read, can't remember the name, it's on fanfiction.net, it has nothing to do with this story though. Kinda odd. Also to the future Clar player for the marching Band who has never heard of Stargate, she got me thinking about writing, so this can be for her too. Also John Denver, without his song, I guess he'd rather be in Colorado, I would ever have written this story. This story was suppose to be about Sg-1 on some Alien plant that is very bright a cheery. Didn't even get close to that. Anyways please R&R. Thanks.