Missing In Action. That's only one step up... or is it down... from being dead. No longer living, deceased, demised, passed away, no more, departed, expired... They can't be dead - it's not right. I need them... Carter needs them... the twins need them... Hell, even the United States Air Force needs them. They can't be dead.
Wonder how they'll be remembered by the government. Their achievements can't exactly be broadcasted across the country, or even throughout the Air Force. And it's not as if they were nobodies. They were General Jonathon O'Neill, and Major General Doctor Samantha Carter-O'Neill - we always joked that mom wanted the longest name in the Air Force. I think she probably got it too. Dad would also joke that she liked her initials being CO, something that she was going to be next year after he finally retired. He was meant to retire last year; maybe it wouldn't have happened if he had done.
No, I can't second-guess things like that. If I were to, maybe them getting together earlier may have changed the course of history. Of course, that would probably have been in a bad way, as it would have involved court martials and stuff, but at least if would mean that they wouldn't have gone to that God forsaken planet and got themselves blown up.
It's not fair. We had all these plans for the future. Next year, after dad's retirement, we were going to go to Europe or somewhere else on Earth - all together, as a family. And Daniel, Janet, Cassie, Sammy and Taylor would be coming too - they are our family. Forget Uncle Mark - I think I've seen him, like, four times since I was born. And for dad's birthday - we were going to go up to the cabin. It was going to be a surprise. We don't get to go there very often, as there's not much room for all six of us. But dad loves it there - it's where he and mom spent their first anniversary together. Apparently, he was going to propose there, but changed his mind at the last minute. I asked mom when he proposed last week, but she was too busy, preparing for the Triumvirate. She said she would tell me when she got back. Guess I'll never know now.
It's just so strange though. I miss them, but even if they were alive, they wouldn't be here. I wasn't missing them this morning, before Janet came. Okay, maybe a little, but not like this. I want them to just walk through the door, and tell me that it was a mistake. That they're okay, and their not gonna leave me... leave us again. Stop it! I'm the scientist - I'm meant to be rational, logical. SGC wouldn't have reported them MIA, wouldn't have got Janet to tell us, if they weren't certain. Would they...?
All I want is my mommy, and my daddy. Is that too much to ask?
