"I'll help you get better, Danny. That I promise." He told that to the sleeping man.

"I promise."

"Sh. It's okay. Your fine, Danny." Jack repeated that line over and over again to the sleeping man. As soon as Daniel would start to get restless in his slumber, Jack would say them soothing words calming him within minutes. That's how the rest of the night progressed. The only part of his body Jack could still feel was this hand. That was only because it was constantly fiddling with Daniel's hair. At one point Jack did fall asleep for what he guessed might have been half and hour. His own slumber was awoken by the shakes and murmurs of the body under him. Hands reached out for someone who was not there. And his voice called out for a lost love. As well as his own name. The tone of his voice was one of pure fear. Jack's heart ached again for what his love had gone through. As soon as the hand motion in his hair restarted, Daniel calmed. The line was started then, and had been repeated several times in this early morning.

Sun rays shine through the window curtains of this old cabin: Morning dew settles on the leaves and flowers outside. The birds chirp their own morning song. A sole fish flops in that fish-less lake behind the cabin. Jack O'Neill: All of 58 years old. A retired General. Ex-Colonel of the United States Air Force. Father for all of 10 amazing years. One time Husband, was lost at what to do?

The man in his arms was one he loved for so long. He pushed him away, instead of closer thinking that would help with his feelings. He loved a man. And it wouldn't be any man, of course not: It would be one Doctor Daniel Jackson. So like an idiot, he pushes him away. He never really meant to, it just happened to play out that way. He knew of the bets they were taking in the SGC about him and Carter. Like that, would ever happen. But, he let it slide. Once the threats were done, he would retire and confess his feelings for his friend. Jack finally realized that solely blaming Daniel was childish on his part. How long did he expect someone to wait? Daniel told him he was in love with him for years, and he was lonely. Cameron came at the right moment and he made Daniel happy. What right did Jack have to expect Daniel to dump someone who made him complete, because he finally decided: Hey I want to be with you. I love you. :

He loved Daniel once. Part of him does still indeed love the man. But, that was his past. He has a new future and he loves . . .

Jack's thoughts are interrupted by the moment underneath him.

"Jack? Wh. why are you playing with my hair?" Daniel asks his friend.

Pulling his hand back, "Ah. You feeling better?" Jack asked changing the subject.

Pulling himself upright, Daniel sat astride Jack.

A smile appeared on Daniel's face.

"You know what? I. I am feeling a little better."

"Good. I'm glad." Jack replied.

Daniel's eyes set off to the open bedroom door.

Jack saw him looking off.

"Bill. Billy still here?" He asked.

"Yeah. I didn't hear him leave," Jack told him. "Yet," he said silently.

"Go to him and tell him, Jack. Don't waste another minute."

"WHAT?"

"I. I know you, Jack. You procrastinate too much. You love that kid. It's so ob. obvious to everyone but you." He put his hand up to stop Jack from interrupting.

"I. I was wrong. I came here for all the wrong reasons. What we could have had was years in the past. It might be something we could have someday in the future But, I'm not healed yet. I. I jumped the gun sort of speaking."

"Daniel?" Jack tried once again to interrupt.

"Jack, listen to me. I. I'm going to go back to Doctor Smite and get the help I need. I...I came here against medical advice, but I thought I knew what was better."

"Sounds like something I've heard before," Jack teased. Lightening up the mood.

Yes, it is. Um.I.. I'm gonna use your bathroom then head out. When I get my head together well . . . If you're available then . . . maybe. Right now thought . . . " He pointed his chin out toward the bedroom.

"Daniel?"

Once again their eyes met. Daniel placed his hands on Jack's cheeks. Jack pulled Daniel closer and their lips met. The kiss was filled with desire, but no real passion on Jack's part.

"Go to him," Daniel told him getting up from the couch and heading toward the bathroom.

Once the bathroom door shut, Jack made his way over to his bedroom. A single ray shined through a window and highlighted the young man curled around a pillow. Jack's pillow. Walking over toward the younger man, his heart ached at what, he has put Billy through this last day. Sitting on the side of the bed, Jack tranced along a cheek bone stained with dried tears.

Billy stirred and jumped up when he saw Jack.

"Sorry, I feel asleep. I'll leave as soon as . . . "

Billy was stopped by strong arms wrapping them around him.

"I love you, Billy."

Shock was the only way to describe the look on Billy's face. Then desire shined through.

Their lips met and the two of them made slow passionate love.

Never of them notice Daniel at the door way for a mere moment, with a sad smile on his face.

As he made his way outside, he looked once more at the cabin.

"Maybe one day, Jack. That day is not today . . . B.. But maybe one day."

The end.

. Sorry if it didn't end the way you wanted. I believe this is the longest chapter I have written. Hope you enjoyed and feel free to give me your option so I can improve my future writings.