Title: Always, All Ways.

Author: Littlebluestring

Summary: If you had lost everything, would you sacrifice yourself to get it back? Jack lost everything.

Spoilers: There's probably going to be a lot of spoilers, so I'll do spoilers as I go through each chapter.

Set: In the future and then… well read and you'll find out.

Rating: I don't know yet. I'll change the rating as the story progresses.

Disclaimer: I do own Stargate. I'm sorry, I mean I don't. I just did in this dream I had once…

And on with the fic…

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Jack O'Neill strode through the long grass of P4J- 632. The sun was shining, tall flowers danced in the breeze and he was with his old team. Nothing could have been better. Jack allowed himself a small smile as he contemplated this. He had missed going offworld with his team, so when he had been offered a chance to do a standard "meet n greet" with them, he'd jumped at it. His smile broadened.

"What are you smiling at, sir?" Sam Carter, walking next to him, asked.

Jack turned to her, and answered, "Just… happy to be doing something at last, Carter. In Washington, they take pride in sitting on their asses all day. It's a throwback to the Stone Ages. Seriously, I'm surprised that the President doesn't go around with a club and sleep in a cave."

Sam chuckled to herself and Jack smiled. He'd missed that too. He was always able to make her laugh at his lamest jokes. Then his smile faded. Sometimes, he wished… Jack shook his head slightly, as if to shake the thoughts he was having out of his head. He didn't think it was fair. He'd transferred to Washington, like a good boy but she was still under his command. It was enough to make him a bad boy. Jack grinned wickedly.

Daniel Jackson suddenly gave a yell. "Guys, guys, look, a town!"

Jack grinned again. Missed that too.

Cameron Mitchell, the now leader of SG-1, gave Daniel permission to go and check out the ruins and set off after him, muttering that certain archaeologists were more trouble than they were worth.

Teal'c walked off in the opposite direction to check out the surrounding areas and Sam ran after Daniel. Jack hung back for a while, enjoying the sunlight. The first in a long line of mistakes.

Jack didn't react when the Stargate activated, he didn't notice someone run past him and he didn't see that same person produce a gun. But he heard that gun fire. Then he ran as fast as he could, not caring about his knees, or the fact that he hadn't had any regular exercise since he'd left the SGC, only caring about getting to her.

Sam was on the ground, blood spilling from the gaping hole in her skull. Jack stopped running abruptly. He just stared. The last mistake. Then Cameron and Daniel raced back to them, started yelling questions, tried to resuscitate her, started crying. Jack still didn't move. A single tear trickled down his cheek. And his good day vanished into thin air.

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Thanks for reading: I hope you liked it, because this idea has been knocking around in my head for a while, and it didn't really turn out how I expected it to… the first chapter should be up in a while. Thanks to Samandjackshipper for beta'ing. :)