Disclaimer: Unsurprisingly I don't own the copyright to Stargate or any of the characters. This is my seventh or eighth fiction but my first Stargate fic, so be kind.
I won't name any names but it was only after reading other Stargate fics that I decided to write this; I've been sitting on the fence for quite a while. So thank you to those who influenced me; I hope you enjoy it most of all.
And finally a small note to those who have read my other fics; I do plan to update as soon as my exams are over however it is required that someone keeps on my back to do so. And can someone help me with 'Searching my Hart'; I've developed somewhat of a block.
That will be all. ;)
Picks up: Somewhere in the eighth season; I'm thinking before Jacob's death.
What if Jacob didn't die?
What if Sam hadn't left Pete?
What if Jack was prepared to let Sam walk out of his life and into the arms of another man, if that's what made her happy?
Jack re-read the paper in his hand for a third time that day. He leant back in his chair and stared into the distance, tapping the edge of an envelope on his desk. His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock at the door.
Daniel stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, envelope in hand, 'I see you got one too.'
'Yeah.'
'You gonna' go?'
'Yeah,' Jack looked up at him, 'why wouldn't I?'
Daniel pushed off the doorframe and took a few steps into the office, 'Oh I don't know… maybe because you're in love with her?'
Jack stood, 'Look Daniel, not that it's any of your business, but Sam and I decided a long time ago that that was a line we wouldn't cross.'
'So you're prepared to let her walk away with someone else?' Daniel folded his arms, 'It doesn't sound exactly fair.'
'All I want is for her to be happy, okay?'
'Jack, take it from someone who knows; if you don't take that chance you may never know whether it's worth taking it or not. Sometimes you've just got to trust yourself.'