Prompt
(061) Broken
Daniel,
Jack
Written for the slash100 community on livejournal.
"Yeah, well, I'm not the one who let his son die!" Daniel shouted, fists clenched at his side, blue eyes icy. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he regretted them. It was the one danger of being once-best friends. They knew just what buttons to push. And Daniel had just pushed the worst.
Jack's eyes widened, his mouth falling half-open, stunned. Then, in a split second, he regained his composure. There was steel in his narrowed eyes. His voice was cold when he spoke. "You want to leave, Dr. Jackson, before I forget that I cared about you once."
Daniel backed out, nearly tripping over the coffee table in his haste, and fled.