Anywhere Is

Author: Midnyteblue (AKA: angels_slayer_lol)
Pairing:
Jack/Daniel friendship (Eventual Slash)
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: Stargate - The Movie
Summery: What led Jack to Daniel
Disclaimer: Not mine, never have been or will be. Thankyou also to the beautiful Enya for your inspiring Lyrics.
Notes: 1st story in my 'Enya Chronicles' fics which I am currently renaming as I now have a whole series in mind (name suggestions would be welcome). The rest of my stories can be found under my old pen name but will gradually be deleated as I frame them into some semblance of order.
Notes 2: Thoughts are in *-*, Lyrics in Italics.
Notes 3: What first started as a set of oneshot singfics have turned into a series in my mind. It's been a long time between fics (8 Years) and whilst this was the last one I wrote back then, it is essentially the 1st in my series. the next chapter is brand new!


I walk the maze of moments
but everywhere I turn to
Begins a new beginning
but never finds a finish

Jack had always been a pretty typical guy. In School he had excelled in sports, he loved shop class and the only time he set foot into the library was when they got a new book on cars or planes. He would surprise everyone with his above average grades and brush them off as pure luck and his teenage rebellious phase was spent reading up on ambush tactics and the latest military combat units.

Jack was the kind of person that everybody loved. Sure he had his own group of friends, but he never excluded anyone. He detested bullying of any nature no matter the circumstances and he would help anyone who needed it. As such he was well liked but he also made his fair share of enemies

His dad was a retired Navy Captain and his mum was a registered nurse with the Army. His sister was a Marine, a lawyer. Growing up in a military family, Jack had always known what was expected and upon his graduation he became the dutiful son and enlisted in the United States Air Force Academy. Although his whole family had a thing for the sea, he wanted to fly.

Jack took to the Air Force like a duck to water. He made new friends, learnt what he had to and made darn sure he was good at what he did. He played the gun happy pilot and all round good guy who always had a smartass comeback and a glare that became famous by the time he graduated.

Every day at the Academy was a new experience. Not a day passed where he didn't learn something either about his chosen career or his friends and teachers.

Upon his graduation, Jack knew exactly what field and type of craft he was going to specialize in. He had flown the Copters, the Bombers, various aircraft but his real passion was for the Fighters. He loved being up in the clouds, going higher than most people dream of.

Jack played up to the typical Air Force standard but deep down he had a side that few rarely saw and in that side was the dream to one day go higher than the clouds. He always tested the limits of his craft, going higher than he should but it was all in the notion that there was more out there.

As his career progressed and he moved up the ranks, each time he tried something or said something, a door would open to new options and before too long he was being recruited for missions he had never thought to dream about.

I walk to the horizon
and there I find another
it all seems so surprising
and then I find that I know

It didn't take Jack too long to realise that the missions he was being sent on were the basic training ground for something much larger but he didn't question and as such, on his 30th birthday, he was promoted to the rank of Colonel and the next day, flew out on his first Black Ops mission.

By 36 he had provided many "Great Services" to his country, among them, time in various prisons in countries that weren't exactly holiday destinations on orders that officially were never issued about matters that officially never existed. The time spent leading the missions had hardened Jack and to all those he met, he came off as very intimidating and unlikeable. It wasn't always his fault, when people found out the stuff he did wasn't exactly a nine to five job, they immediately became wary and put their guard up, all except one.

Jack met Sara during a post mission relaxation meeting, in other words, a night at the local bar. Sarah and her friends had been among the many patrons but they just happened to be the ones that Jack's buddies had picked for their fun that particular evening. Jack rarely joined in on the 'fun' and this night was no different. As always he had to deal with the worst of the last mission and his knee was a testament to that, still tightly bandaged.

When his friends had moved to 'engage' the young women, Jack had stayed put. He downed his drink and was about to order another when he noticed one of the girls laugh at something his friend Lou had said. He watched her tilt her head slightly and the way her eyes lit up as she grinned playfully. He disregarded his empty glass and walked over.

The others were quite surprised to see their commanding officer actually join them but they made light of the fact and included him into their current conversation. From that night, Jack and Sara were only apart when Jack was on a mission and after one particularly nasty incident 11 months later in which Jack was sure he would never see her again, he proposed. A year to the day they got married.

You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
anywhere is

Jack was swept along the road of partnership, every bump in the water he navigated and every new turn he looked ahead with optimism.

He continued to be sent out on missions, though less intense than before now that he had a wife to consider, yet there was still a part of him that wasn't settled, that wasn't content with the way things were and as the years passed his craving for the unknown strengthened and he began to feel as if there was still something missing. He was stuck in his life and with everything around him changing he began to feel a little lost.

The moon upon the ocean
is swept around in motion
but without ever knowing
the reason for its flowing

Five years after they were married Sarah became pregnant and nine months, four days and thirteen hours later gave birth to a son who they named Charlie. Jack took to parenting with ease and every spare second he could manage was spent with his family.

His "Missions" became less and less frequent and by Charlie's third birthday his Black Ops days were over though he was given a large amount of desk time which also meant frequent trips to Washington on which he took Sarah and Charlie whenever he could.

In motion on the ocean
the moon still keeps on moving
the waves still keep on waving
and I still keep on going

He accepted his life, happy with each new day as they brought him new possibilities and new adventures to share with his son. But still, late at night he felt unsettled, a state which didn't go unnoticed by Sarah but she never said anything, figuring it had something to do with his old life and the missions he never spoke of.

Jack was ecstatic with Charlie. Sara smiled, never voicing her thoughts and Charlie was the happiest kid alive, The O'Neill's life was picture perfect.

You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
anywhere is

For Charlies ninth birthday, Jack bought him a telescope which unknowing to Sarah, served two purposes. One, it meant that Jack and Charlie would be able to share in another activity that was educational to the young boy but it also settled some of Jacks own discontent with the way things were going.

Every time Jack and Charlie would look through the lens, whether it be day or night, Jacks love and passion for the sky would be re-kindled he even took up a job offer made by the Pentagon to train new recruits and as such he once again began to fly, sometimes taking Charlie with him

I wonder if the stars sign
the life that is to be mine
and would they let their light shine
enough for me to follow

Jack's interest in Astronomy grew and each night he would spend hours just gazing at the formations of twinkling dots. Only Charlie would ever disturb him, Sarah didn't care too much for anything beyond her own ability to reach. One day Charlie came home from school and told Jack he had learnt something new about the stars - That they could tell a person what was going to happen in their life.

Jack sat down and explained to Charlie that there were people who believed that but that didn't mean it was necessarily true.

"Mum thinks it's true." Jack blinked in surprise
"Does she now. How do you know that?"
"She told me. Do you think it's true?"

Jack looked at his son thoughtfully before answering

"No, no I don't. But that doesn't mean I don't respect other people's beliefs. You shouldn't judge someone because they don't believe the same things you do. Will you remember that?"
"Ok dad, so I should start being nice to Jordan even though I don't believe she should have a boy's name."

Jack chuckled and hugged his son,

"I think that's a good place to start."
"Hmm, okay."

With that Charlie ran off and the next day when Jack picked up Charlie from school, he was introduced to Charlie's new friend, Jordan Walker

I look up to the heavens
but night has clouded over
No spark of constellation
No Vega, no Orion

Jack couldn't get what Charlie had told him about Sarah believing in Astrology out of his mind, it was a quirky unknown fact about his wife and it started him wondering what else about Sarah he didn't know. It wasn't that they kept secrets from each other it was more that they just didn't tell each other things. He would rarely talk about his Black Ops days...and for good reason, it was nightmarish enough without having to re-hash any events to another person.

Over the next weeks, Jack continued his nightly retreat into space and he even looked a few times at the Astrology section of the paper, He could find nothing that convinced him that the twinkling orbs above him could tell his future. He told Sara this on the one and only occasion they talked about it and in the end, each agreed to disagree and life continued, predicted or not in the O'Neil home

In the coming months, Jack never stopped wishing the night sky he loved had told him something.

The shells upon the warm sands
have taken from their own lands
the echo of their story
but all I hear are low sounds

Charlie Tyler O'Neil was buried eight days after his tenth birthday, a single gunshot wound to the chest being the cause of death.

Doctors worked for over an hour on the boy's body before pronouncing it. An official inquiry into the death took place due to the nature and circumstance but no blame was laid and it was reported as 'Accidental with no Fault or Intent.' but that didn't stop Jack from blaming himself.

It was his gun. He hadn't put it away properly after cleaning it that morning. He should have come home earlier. He should have retired when Charlie was born. He should have done...something.

Charlie's death took a toll on both Sara and Jack, Sarah became worn and the light that used to shine in all her features was extinguished. She couldn't laugh, couldn't smile and each day was a battle for strength and survival.

Jack stayed strong. He stood straight backed and blank expression at the funeral, holding Sara who was having trouble holding herself upright as her grief weighed her down.

Although he never requested any, Jack was given a few months personal time. Jack rarely took leave and he had a pile stocked up. He was told he would be contacted when the occasion arose for him to resume active duty - Jack didn't argue.

He had closed himself off and distanced himself from everyone he knew, even Sarah. He went about a daily routine, exchanged the appropriate pleasantries as a husband should and continued his life as best as he could manage. It took him nearly a month before he could bring himself to walk into Charlie's room.

It was a bright sunny morning that Jack walked past the closed door as he did every day but on this particular morning he stopped and stared. Almost blindly he reached out an turned the handle.

Memories assaulted him as he stepped across the threshold. Sarah had been in plenty of times; she had cleaned the room and left it exactly as if Charlie would run in there at any second. Jack wandered like a ghost around the room, fingers fleetingly touching anything within reach. The trophy's and awards, his baseball and glove, his desk. Jack breathed in deeply, his mind reeling as Charlie's sent surrounded him. He sat down heavily on the bed and for the first time since the hospital waiting room, his military demeanour shattered and he let the tears flow

Sara walked by at one point but didn't go in; she didn't want to disturb him. It was the first time Jack had shown more than a moment of emotion. She knew neither of them would ever heal from what had happened but maybe they would be able to continue their life and perhaps this was finally the moment for Jack.

Jack spent the whole day in the room and only left because Sarah made him realise he was hungry. The next day he returned and this time instead of passing by the rooms contents he took each one in his hands and gave himself over to their memories, each one a story - a moment in time that was all about his son

As pillow words are weaving
and willow waves are leaving
but should I be believing
that I am only dreaming

What Sara first believed was a phase turned into habit. Each morning Jack would get up, do any chores and odd-jobs that needed doing and then by mid-morning he would return to Charlie's room and just sit. A few times Sara tried to sit with him but she couldn't stand the uncomfortable silence that reigned.

At night, the pair would talk about Charlie; neither forced the topic it just always happened. One would share a memory and together they would relive it. Sarah always remembered happier times but Jack could never laugh. That part of him died with his son and Sara began to accept that she would never be able to regain the man she had loved. The man she slept next to every night was as much of a stranger now than ever.

One day randomly, Jack suggested they go to their cabin, Sara was surprised but eager and the next morning they left. The two week trip only lasted a few days. Jack had hoped that some time away from the house would help him deal with everything; help him to perhaps move on. It took all of fifteen minutes after they'd reached the cabin for him to realise that nothing was going to help. He tried, for two days he tried. He and Sara walked and talked and walked some more. He tried showing emotion, he even tried laughing but the sound was so foreign to him now he stopped quickly and shook his head as if to clear his ears of the sound.

Jack told Sara he wanted to go home and for the first time since Charlie's death Sara showed some other emotion than sadness. Her anger came out in full force. She yelled and screamed, ranted and raved for nearly an hour. Jack just stood and took it all. Every insult, every hit, everything that was thrown his way. Eventually Sara broke down, Jack went over and held her close but he could only manage one word

"Sorry" No feeling, no emotion just one mumbled, blank word. They went back the next day but the damage was done.

Instead of spending time with his wife at night he would spend it on the roof, looking back out into the heavens. The few people who still came around to visit said it was as if he was searching for something and in essence he was.

Jack had begun having dreams involving Charlie. Dreams where Jack was able to save him, Dreams of times past, dreams where Jack was able to just talk. Charlie in a way became Jack's subconscious. One particular night, Jack was walking, Charlie on his shoulders and a star shot across the sky above them

"Wow, did you see that dad?"
"Yeah, pretty sweet huh."
"You stopped looking for a while."
"I know."
"How come?"
"Because you...you went away."
"So? Just because went doesn't mean the stars did."
"They didn't seem as bright as before."
"Why not?"
"Because...I guess...you know I'm not sure, after you...left, everything lost its meaning."
"What do you mean?"
"Before you were born, I didn't have much of a life I guess. I lived for my work and everything seemed the same every single day, kind of like a tape played over and over but then you were born and everything was different, everything was fun."
"But you liked the stars before I was born."
"That's true."
"And you used to fly a lot; you haven't done that in a while."
"I know."
"Why did you like to fly so much?"
"It was a rush, remember the times I took you up, it was fun."
"Yea it was, but there's something else, something more."
"Well, it's not that I believe in aliens or anything, that's just too weird, but I guess I felt even more than believed that there was more out there. Like if I flew high enough I'd find something more."
"What about now? What about mum?"
"What about her?"
"Do you love her?"
"Of course I love her."
"You love her, but you're not in love with her."
"Hang on! You're only ten, what has you being so intuitive?"
"I'm in your mind dad."
"But I'm not this smart."
"Oh you know you are you just pretend you aren't."
"You're starting to get freaky."
"Yeah, you get that. Now, back to mum."

Jack groaned good naturedly and he lifted Charlie into his arms and they swung around till Charlie was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe.

"I love your mum Charlie, but there's something missing. I don't know what it is and I have no idea if I ever will but...it was missing before you were born and you filled in the missing pieces. Now you're gone."
"I'm always here dad, when you need me I'll be around."
"Promise?"
"I love you daddy."
"Oh Charlie."

The pair hugged and Jack got the sense he would wake up soon.

"I miss you." he whispered into the young boy's ear.
"Maybe you should start looking for whatever is missing."

Jack woke up with tears in his eyes. He looked across at Sarah and smiled sadly

He continued his vigil each day in Charlie's room and each night he looked into the sky in the hopes that perhaps his dreams held an element of truth. It took another month, for that truth to be revealed.

You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
Anywhere is

Jack knew something was coming. He was always able - in a sense - to feel change.

When the Airmen left, Jack was torn. He knew this point would come, he was still officially on active duty but he didn't know if he'd ever be able to do his job properly again. Most of his patriotic sense had gone and the whole 'Fight for the future' was so overrated, he couldn't even keep his own future alive let alone the nations.

He looked around Charlie's room again and out of the corner of his eye he noticed a model F-22. He walked over, picked it up and knowingly turned it over so he could read the inscription on the base

'The highest you can reach is wherever your dreams take you. Fly High - Love dad'

In that moment his mind was made up. For the first time in months he took notice of his appearance, He shaved, went for a haircut and donned his Uniform. Sara took everything in without comment.

As he was leaving the next day she looked into his eyes and asked the question she already knew the answer to.

"When will you be back?"
"I'm not sure. It's..."
"Classified."

Sara turned and lit another cigarette, a habit she had picked up in the past month. Jack looked at it then at his wife and deep down he knew.

"Goodbye Sara."

With that he left for the Creek Mountain Complex, a folder under his arm stating various facts he needed to know and a list of names of people he would come across. One name stuck out most of all,

"Dr. Daniel Jackson, expert in Archaeology and linguistics. Fantastic." He stated sarcastically, "Nothing good comes from mixing Civilian Scientists and the Military."

As he drove up to the complex there was only one thought in his mind,

"Charlie, stay with me."

To leave the tread of all time
And let it make a dark line
In hopes that I can still find
The way back to the moment

The mission assigned to him was unlike anything ever before, and wasn't that the understatement of the century. If they succeeded, a door would open to somewhere vastly different, somewhere out of this world...something more - His dream. But that wasn't the problem, the whole alien thing had taken on a whole new meaning because if they succeeded, someone or thing had to have built the second device and that in itself presented a whole new set of problems that thankfully had an easy solution. But who knew if it would work.

After being briefed, Jack went downstairs to the Cover stone Room where Dr Daniel Jackson had just arrived. Although the contents of the complex were classified, those who were already inside had full access to both the cover stone and the device.

Jack watched silently as the young man before him walked in and deciphered in less than two minutes a set of Hieroglyphs that according to his records had taken a week to translate. And when he corrected the presumption of 5000 years to 10, 000 years the look of absolute amazement and wonder floored him. There was something about the man before him that left him with a feeling of...Jack honestly couldn't say. But it was something that for some reason made him want to protect the younger man.

If the plan succeeded, people would get hurt, of that he had no doubt and Jack couldn't stand the thought that the shaggy haired doctor may be one of them. It was a gut feeling and those he never ignored, so he made a decision then and there that nothing about the device would be told to the Doctor unless he said so. He hoped he was doing the right thing. It had taken two years for them to bring in another scientist, two years of nothing. Jack had time to figure things out, or so he thought.

Over the next week, Jack studied the young man. He lived on a diet based on caffeine and chocolate. He pulled translations and texts from his head, When something didn't work he wouldn't give up he would just drink more coffee and try something else. There was still something about him that Jack didn't quite understand. Something that pulled Jack to him.

After a week, Jack started to concentrate on other things but the Doc was never far from his thoughts. The other Airmen would sometimes complain about him but keeping in his nature, Jack put a stop to it before it could get out of control. Then came the unexpected, Daniel or 'Danny' as Jack had taken to calling him in his head, solved the problem.

After hearing the theory of the hieroglyphs being star signs, Jack bowed to the inevitable and allowed him to see the device or the 'Stargate' as it had taken to being called - Jacksons own words. It was then that Jack saw something that made him pray he wasn't dreaming, The way Daniel's eyes lit up when he solved the mystery of the seventh symbol was enough to convince Jack that he had placed another piece of the Daniel Jackson puzzle in its place. Daniel's eyes lacked any happiness, and for some reason, it was something Jack wanted to amend

When the mission was proposed, and Daniel made a member of the outgoing team, Jack turned his fear for the younger man's safety into sarcasm in the hopes of detaching himself from the situation. He had been given orders and if there was one thing he knew anything about it was to obey.

I took the turn and turn to
Begin a new beginning
Still looking for the answer
I cannot find the finish

After everything that went down on Abydos: almost dying, almost getting Jackson killed, almost destroying a peaceful culture, kicking some serious Ra booty, Jack - for the first time since Charlie was killed - Felt able to move on, and in reality it was because of the chicken man. Daniel had finally been able to get Jack to see the importance of life and for that, Jack was extremely grateful. He would never tell anyone that a long haired geek had saved his life but that's the way it was.

Jack had no clue as to what he would be going back home to. If he even had a home to go back to, it was after all Sarah's home that he had moved into when they got married. He had been tuned out to the world for months and now maybe it was about time he re-asserted himself into it.

Jack didn't like to leave Daniel behind, Katherine would kill him! But he had sworn to himself before leaving earth that Daniel would be happy and looking at the good Doctor next to his wife, he knew that by doing this, he would be. Still there was something else in Daniel's eyes that made him hesitate slightly.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Jack had to be a hundred precent certain
"Yes I'm sure."
"Are you going to be all right?"
"I'm going to be alright." Daniel affirmed, "How about you?"
"Yeah, Yeah I think I will." Jack gave a small but genuine laugh.

Daniel handed him Katherine's pendant to return to her and Jack went to the Stargate. Before stepping through the event horizon, Jack turned and looked at the man who, given time may have become a friend. Something inside him was saying it wouldn't be the last time he saw Daniel, and he never ignored those feelings.

"I'll be seeing you around. Doctor Jackson."

An official title maybe, but none the less it was one of respect, and coming from a Colonel of the United States Air Force, Jack knew it would mean something to Daniel.

Back on earth, Jack and his remaining team suffered through the mandatory de-briefing session where each member slightly altered the facts of the mission. As far as anyone on earth was concerned, Daniel Jackson and the inhabitants of Abydos were killed when the bomb on the other side was detonated as planned...No one said anything about Ra's ship being in orbit at the time.

The next day Jack retired from the USAF. The official reason was that Jack had done his time and wished to lead a quieter life from that point on. Feretti and Kawalsky were the only ones who suspected the truth. The mission had taken its toll on their commander and leaving Daniel behind had been the final straw. Neither could figure out why, but the doctor and Jack had come to a certain understanding.

Jack returned to find Sarah gone but a note saying she had gone away for a while to give him the chance to pack up his stuff. Jack used the majority of his savings and brought a new place, pretty big for a guy who was now single but he liked his space, and moved in a few weeks later. He completely dismissed the fact that he was now only half an hour from the Creek Mountain complex instead of over an hour.

Jack still felt that he would at some point, meet up with Daniel again but until then, he settled into his life of retirement comfortably. He met up with Sarah once or twice and they made their divorce final. The last time they saw each other before the settlement, Sarah couldn't help questioning Jack about his final mission. Jack was a little confused as to why she was asking when she knew it was classified

"You're different. that's all."
"In what way?"
"I don't know. I mean you're not a sullen wreck anymore but it's more than that. Something happened on that mission Jack, there's something in your eyes, a look I haven't seen in years - not since before Charlie was born. I don't know what has finally put that look back there but whatever it is, don't let it go."

Jack frowned slightly at what Sarah had said but only nodded slightly in response. They kissed for the final time and each went toward their own separate futures

It's either this or that way
it's one way or the other
it should be one direction
it could be on reflection

For a year Jack spent his life peacefully. He made some new friends and reacquainted himself with some old ones. The dreams of Charlie lessened yet his 'dabble' into astrology continued and strengthened now that he knew a little more of what was out there.

Without even realising it, Jack began a nightly search for Abydos. Subconsciously he knew he would never see it from Earth but that didn't stop him from trying.

The anniversary of Charlie's death came and brought with it the expected pain the memories evoked yet that day also had a high point. When Jack thought of Charlie, memories of Skar'a surfaced alongside and while Jack still drank quite a large amount over what would be considered healthy, it wasn't as bad as it possibly could have been. Thoughts of Skar'a turned as always to thoughts of Daniel, wondering how the young man was doing and if he was truly okay. Jack still didn't a hundred precent believe he should have left Daniel on Abydos, but as always when it came to Daniel, What Jack said made very little difference.

Jack was forever contemplating the direction his life had taken. Fifteen years before he was a Black Ops Agent. Ten years before he was holding his one year old son. Five years ago he would do just about anything for his family. Now his son had died, he was divorced and his best friends and constant companions were the night stars that never failed to be there for him. Jack knew there were many moments in his life where a choice was made and he often wondered what would have happened if he had gone against his instincts and chosen a different way. It took him another month to realise all his thoughts were stemming from one thing, something was going happen once again that would mean another change of pace, the only questions were when would it come and what would it be.

When Jack heard a car pull up outside his home a month later, he wasn't surprised and when he heard the arrivee call out his official title he couldn't resist the urge to roll his eyes.

"Retired here people." He muttered.

When Samuel's climbed the ladder and invaded his space, Jack again wasn't surprised but he wasn't happy either. His sarcastic remarks were quietened at the mere mention of the Stargate.

What the hell does the Stargate have to do with anything at Eleven pm?

Jack sat for a moment considering his options. They were military so technically he had to go but what would it mean? This was one of the moments where he had two choices and each was going to be different futures. Jack chuckled as he realised he was thinking like a Robert Frost poem but in the end he accompanied the Airmen to go and see the General.

Hammond was not quite what he had expected but Jack took a liking to him. Once the situation had been explained, Jack realised they were fishing to see exactly what had gone down the year before, a fact clarified by Kawalsky and Feretti.

Jack was horrified at the thought of another bomb going through the gate. Thousands of people, Skar'a...Daniel. He knew that by telling the truth he had admitted to disobeying a direct order that would potentially endanger earth and as such, the Air Force would be at liberty to a full reprimand but he didn't care. It was the only choice before him.

*Not the only choice* a little voice inside told him

When the General told Jack he was 'Open to suggestions', Jack felt he was finally able to breathe. Looking at the box of tissues on the desk Jack knew how to get a message to the good doctor.

When Jack put the box through the Event Horizon he had to fight himself not to just jump through after them.

"Sir, this could take some time."

Jack walked back to the briefing room to wait. This was again one of those moments. He knew without much doubt that whatever way this played it would mean a complete change...again.

Jack thought about what the General had said about the relationship between Jack and Daniel. Hammond was correct in saying that Jack didn't quite like the guy...that was in the first minute of their meeting. After that, it wasn't that Jack decided to love Daniel or anything but he didn't 'not' like him. And over the course of the mission Daniel had grown on Jack, more than any other team member. There was just something about Jackson that made Colonel O'Neil smile

As the Stargate re-engaged and the group rushed to the gate room Jack took a deep breath, Thoughts were going a million miles through his head. Would the choice before him be simple? Would he have to live with the notion that he had left behind a team member to die. Could Sarah have been right those years ago when she told him the stars would decide their future?

The assembly watched as the tissue box re-emerged through the gate. Jack walked forward and picked it up. Brushing it off, he turned it over, grinned and looked at the General. The words 'Thanks, Send More." blared at him like flashing neon lights and in that moment Jack didn't hesitate. He knew exactly what he had to do...what he wanted to do and while deep down he knew his life was at the beginning of something huge, as ever before he had no hesitation in following his instinct -

"Permission to take a team through the Stargate Sir."

The turn I have just taken
The turn that I was making
I might be just beginning
I might be near the end

The End...Or is It


AN: This was one of the hardest fic's I've ever written so good or bad I'd love to know what y'all think. Thanks