ANSELA: I know this story is sad, but it kind of reflects my mood when I was writing it. It happens to be the product of too many hours of listening to Queenand watching Highlanderafter coming home from a crappy day at school. My brother read it while looking though my files and presured me into posting it here.
EL MEANYA DI: I was looking for the lyrics to School of Rock you idiot.
ANSELA: Stargate, Highlander and Who Wants To Live Forever don't belong to me. Anyone who wishes to sue me will get a Yu-Gi-Oh collection, a near complete set of The Chronicles of Pern,a computer that's older than Methos and a laptop to match. Any flames will be used to heat Ruth's Weyr (damn, don't own him either.)
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There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that fills our dreams
Yet slips away from us
I shake as I carefully clean off the inscription on the gravestone, fighting back tears as I rub the cloth over the engraved name in worn stone. Every decade I return to care for the three graves, to pay my respects to my closest ever friends.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Ooh
Only the Goa'uld truly wish to live forever, truly want eternal life. Every day since their deaths I wish that I could join them, that I could rest in peace next to them. Sometimes I stare at the stars, unmoving as I wish to leave this planet and fight them until the inevitable comes to me as well. I don't want to live forever, none of us really do.
There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one
Sweet moment set aside for us
Their lives were always going to be shorter than mine, but the life they chose robbed me of them even earlier. I should have remembered that they only had a short time in which to live, that their fates were decided, but I somehow forgot. In the end not even the most powerful healing technology in the universe helped, not the sarcophagi, not the Asgard healing technology, nothing. Their time was up, they had to die, and there was no second chance for them.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Ooooooh
I carefully lay down the cloth and kneel at the middle grave, remembering the final battle, remembering how they fought on to protect my lifeless body, even though they were wounded themselves. I remember that when I came to and saw even Teal'c succumb to the wounds all over him, I lost it myself. I slew the majority of the attacking Jaffa that day, the blood wrath causing me to continue fighting even after I ran out of ammunition.
Who dares to love to forever?
Oh oh
Our love must die
I flinch as a hand touches my shoulder, and I look up into the face of my teacher, the one who taught me about loss and betrayal. After their deaths I fled to him, needing a shoulder to cry on. He helped me fake the death of who I was then, as he'd helped me before. We were more than friends, but we weren't lovers either. We were there for each other whenever we needed it, whenever we lost someone close to us, whenever our pasts came to haunt us. Whenever love dies on us.
But touch my tears
With your lips
Touch my world
With your fingertips
He leans down and dries the tears that have trailed down my cheeks, eyes sparkling as he pulls me into his arms. I accept the embrace, pulling him even closer as I finally let go of the block on my emotions. I don't ask how he knew I'd be there, remembering that he still had contacts amongst the Watchers.
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
His presence reminded me of his words at our first meeting, in Gaul after the Roman army torched my village, slaughtering everyone that had taken shelter within. I had been holding my husband's lifeless body, asking the gods why I had lived when everyone I knew and loved was dead. He always reminded me that while our lovers may die, the love we have for them lives on. But I never loved anyone like I loved those three, two brothers and a secret lover.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
I knew that they would wait forever, as he would. He had never told me his true name, and I never asked. There were always more important matters; there was always a more pressing concern for us. What was important was that, even one hundred years after their deaths, he was still there for me. And I knew that they would always be waiting, in whatever afterlife existed, be it Heaven or Hell.
Here lies Jonathon Jack O'Neill
1947-2012
Brave Warrior
Great Friend
He will always be remembered
Here lies
Daniel Jackson
1959-2012
Unappreciated Genius
Loyal Friend
He was always there
Here lies
Teal'c
?-2012
Unflinching Fighter
True Friend
He could always raise a laugh