Author's Note: After a Half year Hiatus, I have decided to revive this fic. However I have completely changed the last chapter, and the direction of the story, so please re-read it starting at chapter two.
Chapter Three: A phone call, and some violence.
Even through the haze of sleep and the nightmare that had been true; Daniel could hear the phone ring. So he did what every man desperately in need of his beauty rest would do, he yelled at it to shut up. Obviously the phone didn't listen.
What on earth could possess someone to repeatedly call Daniel at 3 a clock in the morning? It couldn't possibly be a family emergency; Daniel didn't, not since his wife had died one fine summer 's day almost four years ago. Daniel, reluctantly swung himself out of bed, and on to the wheelchair, His arms were so strong now, like his leg's once had been. He wheeled himself toward the phone, "Hi"
"Good morning" The voice on the other end of the phone caused Daniel to shudder. He wanted to hang up the phone right now. In fact throwing the phone into the wall and watching it shatter into 9 pieces, would probably give him more satisfaction.
"Jack, hang up now or I will"
"Daniel,' jack's voice had adopted a whiney pleading edge. "You need to get out now"
"Out?"
"Why?" had Daniel even picked up the phone? Jack had phoned a million times before and Daniel had learned a long time ago that caller ID was your friend.
"Cause' there going to kill you?"
Daniel had heard d enough, he hung up the phone. Who would kill him? An angry grad student? His new Book Through the Stargate, would have been worth killing for, if it was published five year's ago. But now the world knew. When the System lords attacked the earth, there was no way to conceal the truth anymore.
Daniel returned to bed still couldn't sleep. What if there really were assassins out there waiting to hill them. After a couple years in the army "there going to kill you' is always a phrase you take seriously.
Bedside's he knew deep down inside, ever since he had written the first line, that his book was sure to be controversial. Even worth killing for. Because in this book Daniel had decided to reveal his role in the event's. That alone was not worth death, but the bitter diatribe about politics' and heroes might be?
In this book Daniel had revealed that while his wife, who had died on public television saving the world, she was just another one of the nameless bodies on the street. Non of the martyr's were Hero's, Not Teo'c, Not SG: 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and all but one person from 7.
Jack, the one that had ordered them to there death's, he was the hero. Perhaps even Daniel had to admit, against his will and partly because Daniel refused to be one. Daniel's book revealed all the details of the last day, details that he himself could hardly bear. The one's that showed the Government's mistakes, and Jack's mistakes. The Detail that revealed that the government, was to a certain degree responsible for the fact that the system lords invaded in the first place
Daniel heard a knock on the door. He ignored it. Then he heard someone kick at the door, Jack?
Bang! The door was kicked of its hinge's and fell to the floor. Daniel was scared now.
Daniel swung into his wheel chair, and he was half way towards the safe room he built when he heard a bullet wiz by his ear. A deadly bumblebee.
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