A huge huge thank you to you all for your ongoing support and your thoughts and questions ... I really appreciate the interest and thought provoking moments.
Also thank you to those of you when plays up, denying the reviews you wish to post, who are taking the time to send a private message, especially Lynn.
Zeilfanaat ... great is a ... great word! Much better than crap or boring ... in fact ... it's great - don't worry about it. Thank you for taking the time.
Ilovesg1... the query a little while back (and I am sorry it's taken a while to get back to you) about the DVD Harry left ... if you want to dig out the episode Chain Reaction that will answer your question - if you don't have access let me know. The Rehab Center is in the Springs, close enough for Sam to easily visit Jack.
Anyway the answers to all your questions I hope will be revealed within the next 200 chapters (only kidding folks). Have patience though, I am really trying my best and so is Flatkatsi who I can never never thank enough.
Once again thank you to everyone hugggggggs xxx
Jackie
Supporting Rumors - Part 62
The days wouldn't pass fast enough for Jack. He was caught between the agony of waiting and the terrible gnawing fear of the weekend not working out. He'd listened to Sam and had actually begun to take in what his counselor was saying – surprise surprise - albeit with an intense impatience that neither person could have failed to have been aware of.
He re-read the literature he'd been given previously, but this time he did more than scan through it and even went to the lengths of checking some of the recommended books out from the library – though these he kept well hidden in his room when any visitors were due. There was such a mass of information available, but some of it didn't make much sense to him. There were far too many if's and and's – he didn't like those – he liked to know where he stood – or in his case – sat!
His counselor, AJ, wasn't easy to talk to, but Jack didn't find that unexpected – to him no-one was. The guy scored well in that Jack liked him and had built a grudging respect for the man – he seemed to know what he was talking about. The ugly 'sex' word had reared its head and Jack felt so acutely embarrassed that he hadn't said a word as AJ talked. Give the man his due, he actually explained a difficult subject with such a matter of fact approach that gradually Jack forgot his embarrassment and began to ask the odd question, eventually mounting a full assault on the man's knowledge.
It was towards the end of the session before Jack realized he had never spoken so much to anyone on such an acutely personal subject before as he had done today … maybe there was some hope for him yet.
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Friday just didn't come soon enough for Sam. She'd had a hectic week at work, mostly lab work and catching up on her paperwork, and on top of that she'd had to spend a couple of half days at the rehab center learning more about what to do and what not to do when she took her husband home, as well as giving Freund a guided tour of their home to see if it passed muster. But at last Friday was finally here.
Additional help with the house had come in the form of their friends. Although the professionals had been enlisted for the specialist equipment, the shower, the lifting bars above the bed, supports and ramps etc, there was a great deal of day to day maintenance that had been sadly lacking since her temporary departure from the SGC and her subsequent marriage. With the help of Daniel, Teal'c and even Cam, the whole house gleamed immaculately and most importantly, it looked a welcoming home. They had also openly stated that they would not be calling unless they were explicitly asked to do so and Sam welcomed their tact and intuition as she had struggled with whether or not she should invite them over…
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Sam had to stop herself from skipping across the car park. It had been strange driving the large hire vehicle - her much smaller car couldn't possibly have accommodated Jack and his wheelchair … that was something else they would have to think of sometime in the near future.
It was a long morning before they finally departed and Jack was very quiet on the drive over. She nearly had said out loud that it was a pity Jack had sold his truck, but had just managed to bite the comment back before it was uttered – thankfully.
She pulled up outside their home and without hesitation unloaded the chair and maneuvered it into position for Jack to begin to transfer himself. She watched as he carefully completed the task, his movements fluid and practiced, but she didn't miss the lines of pain and tiredness as he sank back into his chair, nor the sigh of relief.
He didn't comment on the newly installed ramps and grab handles, but Sam knew he hadn't missed a trick.
"I'm just going to unload your gear. Take a look around, I won't be long." She spoke cheerfully, but tried to keep it matter of fact and his mumbled response could have been anything, but she shut it out and moved out to the car.
She stopped for a moment on the sidewalk, taking a few deep breaths. It was bound to be strange, bound to be awkward at first – they had warned her. Raising her chin and pulling back her shoulders, she began to unload the car and turned with a new determination towards the house…
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TBC
