A/N Hey everyone, I'm still in the process of writing a few fics (all of them SG1 S/J related) but as it may take a while to complete them, here's a very very short ficlet for you to enjoy meanwhile.
I guess I would say it's an AU story, so no season reference, but I refer to Jack as colonel, because, well, he'll always be Colonel O'Neill to me!
Jack O'Neill is on a mission
Col Jack O'Neill was standing in a dark room tired and worn out from a long hard day.
He walked silently to exit the room watching his feet make their way across the wooden floor, one false step would bring him down for sure, he had to be careful. Each step was calculated and measured to perfection as he placed his feet one after the other, keeping quiet as he went. His black ops training helped him keep quiet as possible you couldn't even hear him breathing.
He crept even closer to the door, every step was cautiously made, if he made the slightest sound it would all be over.
He was almost there a few more steps and he would be in the clear. He was feeling confident that he would make it, just to make sure though, he made the fatal mistake of turning his head to make sure the coast was clear, when his booted foot made contact with the door post.
"Whack!" The noise echoed in the silence.
Even before Jack turned his head to register the noise he knew he was screwed as he heard the wail coming from inside the room.
He turned back with a sigh…
He would have to get his son back to sleep all over again.
End!
P.S
Daniel was the inspiration to this story (he's my 6 month old baby incase you didn't know)