Title: The Only One
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Jack/Daniel. Mentions Sara.
Word Count: 426
Rating: PG
Summary: Daniel was the kind of person that made Jack want to get up in the morning.
Notes: Angsty sort of, fluffy at the end.
The Only One
Jack was never one for telling anyone anything – emotional wise. Hell, he never even discussed what he felt like after all those failed missions with his wife. All those shots he had fired, shots that had killed. Killed people's husbands, fathers, sons, brothers. He'd made a silent agreement with himself back then that he'd never shoot a woman, and as hard as he tried to stick to it, when it came down to either him or her he'd always choose himself, naturally.
Sara never knew about all the lives that Jack had claimed. She knew he was Black Ops, Military, and probably had chosen to block out the idea that her husband went to work and killed people. Even before Charlie died their relationship was never a 'feelings' kind of relationship. Sara told him what she was feeling but he never told her. After much consideration, Jack had assumed that he didn't discuss his feelings because he couldn't actually admit to himself that this was how he was feeling.
It was only after Charlie died, and Jack had allowed himself to go on what was supposed to be a suicide mission, that he met Daniel Jackson. The man that made him want to live again.
Daniel was the kind of person that made Jack want to get up in the morning.
Daniel was the kind of person that listened to Jack as he recalled all those failed missions and the names of the men and women that he had to kill. Daniel listened to him and comforted him as Jack told him about his life before Abydos. He listened as Jack told him, in detail, about his past, his dark past. More than once Jack had asked Daniel if he'd been wrong to kill those people, but Daniel had responded truthfully and told him that when it came down to it, it was either kill or be killed. Daniel told him that he would rather have him alive, than all the bastards that he had to kill.
Daniel was the kind of person that Jack had slowly grown to love. The kind of love that he never had with Sara. The kind of love that, even in silence, spoke volumes. When Jack was with Daniel they could discuss anything, anyone, any life.
Daniel was the one, the only one that Jack would ever feel comfortable talking about himself with and Jack soon came to realise that Daniel was the one and only man that he ever could see himself spending the rest of his life with.
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