Title: Avio amakos
Author: Villemo (villemo112@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: As fun as it would be to own 'em, I think it would make those fine folks at Secret Productions and Gekko Film Corp. quite sad, so I've decided to let them keep 'em. At least for the time being. Get back to me after season 8 and we'll talk. ;p
Summary: "Well. I guess this is it. The end of the ever-sarcastic, always- saving-the-world, never-actually-dying Colonel O'Neill." Jack thinks 'in the box'. Some S/J implied (of course ;) Episode addition to ' The Lost City 1& 2. Sequel to 'Waiting'
Spoilers: well, it's set in/after season 7, so it has huge spoilers for 'The Lost City' 1&2
AN: Someone asked, I produced, here it is: the sequel to 'Waiting'. The style of writing is quite different, but I hope you like it anyway. Oh, and reviews are adored of course.
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*Avio amakos – goodbye*
Well. I guess this is it. The end of the ever-sarcastic, always-saving-the-world, never-actually- dying Colonel O'Neill. The fact that I'm able to think so rationally and calmly about it just proves that there is something seriously wrong with my head at the moment. No wonder - what with all that ancient knowledge mucking around up there. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I've never envisioned my death, or thought about dying before. I have. Plenty of times actually. Especially after Charlie.
I just really didn't think it would go down this way. Stuck in a box. Slowly losing my mind. Slowly forgetting about everything and everyone that's ever been important to me. Sarah, Charlie, Daniel, Skaa'ra, Teal'c, Hammond, Carter...
I suppose you could say I went out in a blaze of glory, but what possessed me to participate in that 'blaze' in the first place is still beyond me. The decision to stick my head in that...*thing* certainly had to be a result of some ill-thought left-over-ascended-being vibes from Daniel or something. 'Cause I've most certainly never been known for my thirst for knowledge...
It all worked out in the end though. Well, kinda at least. And rather it be me getting my head filled with somewhat-useful-nonsense than Daniel, or God- forbid: Carter; our 'natural resource' aka. 'national treasure'. If I'd been able to you-know actually *move* right now, I'm sure I'd be grinning, but as it is I'll just have to settle for a neuronal happy dance or something. Or sleep. Now that would be a blessing; but unfortunately, not something likely to happen.
Mad ancient people for underestimating the importance of sleep; that's where I've spent some of my best times; cruising along the beta-waves of REM...
Teal'c, Daniel and Carter are 'packing up' to leave now. I can see them, but after a while they stopped seeing me. Started walking past me like I wasn't even here.
Carter spent a whole lot a time in front of this box, just staring at me, before that happened though. I know she wanted to...tell me something, before. First at my house, and then on the tel'tac. But I think I knew what it was too and...truth be told; I didn't really want to hear it, however much of an ass that makes me.
It wasn't the right time, nor the place, for it. And if she knows me at all she should know that. There is a time and place for everything, and that just wasn't it. Not when I'd just received a 'death-by-knowledge' sentence. 'Professing' anything at that time would just have be cheating out on the consequences.
Or maybe it wouldn't. I don't know. Carter has always been a helluva lot smarter than me. Maybe she was right this time too. Maybe I was just being emotionally-chicken. I don't know, and it really doesn't matter now anyway does it.
......
They're planning to return. I can't hear their words, but I can tell by the way they're packing. Leaving some things in a heap by the 'ancients-chair'. A blanket, some MRE's, a flashlight, my...
Oh God. They're not leaving it for their return. They're leaving it for me. Just in case, huh. Better safe than sorry and all that... But seriously. Do they really think I'm suddenly going to 'defrost' or 'de-stasis' or whatever, and walk out of here while they're gone? Apparently.
It's Carter and, maybe especially Daniels idea, and hope. I can tell. Teal'c is there doing the motions with them- now packing the stuff up in a backpack -but his hearth isn't really in it. He doesn't really believe. Like me he has seen too many 'realities', to do that. But still; he is there for them. Just like I knew he would be, when I started this 'doin'-it-like-an-ancient' adventure of mine. It's good; 'cause they need him.
Especially Carter, who will have to take command now.Who'll have to give the order to leave me.
....
Daniel is sitting in the chair; studying some of the notes I scribbled down before totally loosing my ability to communicate, before leaving the SGC. Teal'c isn't anywhere to be seen. Carter- Sam- is sitting right in front of me. Staring at me again. A strangely vulnerable look on her face. She's talking to me; or at least her mouth is moving, I can't really tell if any words are coming out or not.
Then Teal'c is there. He touches her arm, and she rises. The motion carries with it a more determined, confident look that quickly takes up residence on her face.
Then there are words that I think reach my ear; a mouthed endearment; a verbal 'lets go'; and from me?
A 'please don't leave me here!'.
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not sure how good 'my Jack' is (characterisation), but I hope you enjoyed it anyway :) Constructive criticism and praise is very welcome, as always ;)
-villemo-
Author: Villemo (villemo112@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: As fun as it would be to own 'em, I think it would make those fine folks at Secret Productions and Gekko Film Corp. quite sad, so I've decided to let them keep 'em. At least for the time being. Get back to me after season 8 and we'll talk. ;p
Summary: "Well. I guess this is it. The end of the ever-sarcastic, always- saving-the-world, never-actually-dying Colonel O'Neill." Jack thinks 'in the box'. Some S/J implied (of course ;) Episode addition to ' The Lost City 1& 2. Sequel to 'Waiting'
Spoilers: well, it's set in/after season 7, so it has huge spoilers for 'The Lost City' 1&2
AN: Someone asked, I produced, here it is: the sequel to 'Waiting'. The style of writing is quite different, but I hope you like it anyway. Oh, and reviews are adored of course.
*--------------------------------------------------------------------------- --*
*Avio amakos – goodbye*
Well. I guess this is it. The end of the ever-sarcastic, always-saving-the-world, never-actually- dying Colonel O'Neill. The fact that I'm able to think so rationally and calmly about it just proves that there is something seriously wrong with my head at the moment. No wonder - what with all that ancient knowledge mucking around up there. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I've never envisioned my death, or thought about dying before. I have. Plenty of times actually. Especially after Charlie.
I just really didn't think it would go down this way. Stuck in a box. Slowly losing my mind. Slowly forgetting about everything and everyone that's ever been important to me. Sarah, Charlie, Daniel, Skaa'ra, Teal'c, Hammond, Carter...
I suppose you could say I went out in a blaze of glory, but what possessed me to participate in that 'blaze' in the first place is still beyond me. The decision to stick my head in that...*thing* certainly had to be a result of some ill-thought left-over-ascended-being vibes from Daniel or something. 'Cause I've most certainly never been known for my thirst for knowledge...
It all worked out in the end though. Well, kinda at least. And rather it be me getting my head filled with somewhat-useful-nonsense than Daniel, or God- forbid: Carter; our 'natural resource' aka. 'national treasure'. If I'd been able to you-know actually *move* right now, I'm sure I'd be grinning, but as it is I'll just have to settle for a neuronal happy dance or something. Or sleep. Now that would be a blessing; but unfortunately, not something likely to happen.
Mad ancient people for underestimating the importance of sleep; that's where I've spent some of my best times; cruising along the beta-waves of REM...
Teal'c, Daniel and Carter are 'packing up' to leave now. I can see them, but after a while they stopped seeing me. Started walking past me like I wasn't even here.
Carter spent a whole lot a time in front of this box, just staring at me, before that happened though. I know she wanted to...tell me something, before. First at my house, and then on the tel'tac. But I think I knew what it was too and...truth be told; I didn't really want to hear it, however much of an ass that makes me.
It wasn't the right time, nor the place, for it. And if she knows me at all she should know that. There is a time and place for everything, and that just wasn't it. Not when I'd just received a 'death-by-knowledge' sentence. 'Professing' anything at that time would just have be cheating out on the consequences.
Or maybe it wouldn't. I don't know. Carter has always been a helluva lot smarter than me. Maybe she was right this time too. Maybe I was just being emotionally-chicken. I don't know, and it really doesn't matter now anyway does it.
......
They're planning to return. I can't hear their words, but I can tell by the way they're packing. Leaving some things in a heap by the 'ancients-chair'. A blanket, some MRE's, a flashlight, my...
Oh God. They're not leaving it for their return. They're leaving it for me. Just in case, huh. Better safe than sorry and all that... But seriously. Do they really think I'm suddenly going to 'defrost' or 'de-stasis' or whatever, and walk out of here while they're gone? Apparently.
It's Carter and, maybe especially Daniels idea, and hope. I can tell. Teal'c is there doing the motions with them- now packing the stuff up in a backpack -but his hearth isn't really in it. He doesn't really believe. Like me he has seen too many 'realities', to do that. But still; he is there for them. Just like I knew he would be, when I started this 'doin'-it-like-an-ancient' adventure of mine. It's good; 'cause they need him.
Especially Carter, who will have to take command now.Who'll have to give the order to leave me.
....
Daniel is sitting in the chair; studying some of the notes I scribbled down before totally loosing my ability to communicate, before leaving the SGC. Teal'c isn't anywhere to be seen. Carter- Sam- is sitting right in front of me. Staring at me again. A strangely vulnerable look on her face. She's talking to me; or at least her mouth is moving, I can't really tell if any words are coming out or not.
Then Teal'c is there. He touches her arm, and she rises. The motion carries with it a more determined, confident look that quickly takes up residence on her face.
Then there are words that I think reach my ear; a mouthed endearment; a verbal 'lets go'; and from me?
A 'please don't leave me here!'.
*------------------------------------The End?------------------------------- ----------*
not sure how good 'my Jack' is (characterisation), but I hope you enjoyed it anyway :) Constructive criticism and praise is very welcome, as always ;)
-villemo-