Colonel Jack O'Neill
by Mlle Lambert
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Category: Angst, Romance
Spoilers: None that I can think of.
Season/Sequel: Future Season
Rating: PG
Content Warnings: Character Death
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Summary: Jack recalls what happened in the time leading up to the
explosion.
Status: Complete
Disclaimer: Whoever owns them owns them! If I did, I'd be writing the
scripts, not the fanfic!
Author's Notes: I swear this is not the last part! I've got another in
the works that should be out soon! I promise!
Written: October 21, 2003
Archive: Ask me first.
Feedback: No flames!
It's dark and cold. Man, is it cold. Where the hell am I? Oh, for
cryin' out loud! That wasn't a dream, was it? Then I'm—oh, jeez. Wait a
second! If I'm…dead…then why am I cold—why can I still feel?
Okay, Jack! Don't freak out. Try to remember what happened. Let's
see…Sam and I were trying to fix that doohickey…yeah, that's right!
"Major Carter! Major Carter!" Sam, Daniel, Teal'c, and I turned at the
voice.
"What is it, Nora?"
"There's been an accident! Experiment N4-F99C is going to explode!"
"Why do these idiots always have to do this while we're here?" I asked
no one in particular.
"Please, it will destroy our entire city!"
I remember thinking that they shouldn't have made a weapon so
destructive. Experiment N4-F99C is, or was, a nuclear doomsday weapon
type thing. The people of P4A-something-or-other were in the final
stages of testing.
"Sir?" Sam regarded me.
"Oh, all right, Carter. I'll let you go play with your new toy, but
I'm coming with you. We should stay in pairs," I said. "Daniel, Teal'c,
go find some more rocks to bring home with us."
I know that calling artifacts "rocks" annoys Daniel so much, but
really they are rocks! That and I love to annoy people, especially
Daniel. Oh, don't get me wrong, he's a good person, and I kind of
admire him, but sometimes he's just a little annoying. Even more so
that Sam can be. So we parted there.
Sam and I must have tried everything, but the thing refused to stop. I
took Carter aside, and we talked. We'd recently been engaged, and our
wedding was to be held in a few weeks. One of the scientists had found
a way to contain the explosion, but someone would have to go into the
core of the device to do it.
Unfortunately, those people are a bunch of cowards. The scientist who
had devised the plan didn't want to go, but she wanted to save her
people. Sam would have gone, but there was no way that I would allow
it. After quite a bit of argument, it was decided I would be the one to
save them.
So, with a final kiss from Sam, and what a kiss it was, I walked into
the core of the weapon. I did as I had been told, and in the few
seconds I had left, waited.
The last thing I saw was a flash of light. The last sound was a loud
one. Then, I recall feeling something.
I can't explain it. It wasn't pain. It wasn't even remotely close to
that. It was love. In that instant, I felt love for me from Sam.
"Oh, my! Colonel O'Neill!"
I open my eyes. Nora looks back at me.
"Colonel O'Neill, sir, are you all right?"
"I'm alive? Oh, my God! I'm alive!"
"Yes, you are! The gods must have spared your life for you heroism!"
"Sam," I search for her.
"She left with the others. Doctor Zindal told us the details when she
arrived in the city."
I spot the Stargate in the distance. For a moment, I marvel in its
beauty. Then, the thought pops into my head. "Hey, Nora."
"Yes, Colonel?"
"Do you happen to have something like a radio to communicate with?"