Okay, so… I loved the last episode in general, but I know I'm not alone in thinking that at least one of the flashback scenes was a little OOC for our man Jack.
I just had to try and fix it.

Just 14 more days in this hell hole, then I go home for good.

He planned on going home for good. Never set his foot in a sandy desert with hostiles everywhere ever again. He had had enough of all this crap. Seen enough, survived enough, had enough sand rammed into every orifice he could think of enough times to know that he would never ever again place himself in a position to have that much sand around him ever again. –Unless it was on a beach and he was wearing board shorts…

Nope. He was done after this time. No more re-enlistments. No more endless days of being somewhere you could catch a bullet or shrapnel at any given moment. He was done. Out. Retired.
As soon as the clock hit 0800 Tuesday in two weeks, he was DONE. Capital letters and all. His sweet ass would be on a plane headed home to the best state of them all. Texas.

It wouldn't be like the last time. No. –Of course.
He HAD been DONE that time too. Done with everything this career meant. But then about two weeks after he had gotten home, a news report on the TV had managed to guilt trip him enough to call his old captain. And then he was back in the sandbox. No. This time wouldn't be like that time.

He vividly remembered the first time he had tried saying 'sayonara' to this professional life. He had gotten home, about two months later he was so bored that he had to go back.

Another time it had been because one of his team members had his whole future changed, and Jack felt guilty for just quitting when one of his friends just didn't have a choice.

Okay, maybe he wasn't the best when it came to quitting. He had planned on quitting after every tour since the early 90s, and it was 2011 now. That was about 20 years as far as his mathematical skills would take him.

But this time would be different. There wasn't a thing in this world that would possess him to sign up for another time this time around. No. DONE.

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Two weeks later when he was just about ready to sit down inside the large plane that would take him back to the United States of America he dug his left hand into his pocket to get a stick of gum before takeoff.

"Awww… What the hell…" he sighed as he eyed the stick. "Hey, Major! I'm staying here!"

"You sure Sergeant?" the Major raised an eyebrow, "You've barely spoken of anything else than 'this is your last damn tour' and 'you're going home forever after this' for the last two months…"

"Yeah… Well…" Jack dragged out the words. "Y'know me Major…"

"Of course I do…" the other man nodded, "We haven't filed your retirement papers yet."

"You haven't?" Jack chuckled, "Really?"

"Some people get stop-loss'd, while you do it to yourself every damn time. At least for the years I've known you." the Major smirked, then he rolled his eyes, "I'll make sure the military knows you won't be on this plane when it lands. Just a little extra paperwork."

"Thanks man."

"You owe me one, Dalton." the Major winked, "You know how much I hate paperwork."

"I'll get someone back home send some good stuff your way, m'kay?"

"Good thinking, you're a lost cause anyway…"

"That's why y'all like me so much…"

"You go on believing that." the Major nodded.

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"What kinda name is 'Angus'?"

"Jack?"

"In the flesh…"

"I thought you went home…"

"Well, almost did… Funny thing, there I was, boarding my transport. Just 15 hours between me and the great state of Texas… And then it hits me, that poor little bomb nerd with the silly hamburger name ain't gonna make it two days in the sandbox without me watching his back. So, turned around, walked off that plane and signed up for another tour. –Under the condition that I'm paired with you, off course. And before you go getting big headed. I didn't do it for you, I did it for my country. I've got a sneaky suspicion that you're a little too valuable to Uncle Sam to lose just yet."

They both smiled subtly before Mac spoke up, "Well thanks man! And here we go!"

"Yeah…" Jack nodded "Here we go…"

Extending his fist towards Mac, he awaited the first fist bump of many in what would turn out to be a beautiful bromance lasting a lifetime.

They both broke out laughing before Mac turned the ignition and they headed out to work.

Hope you enjoyed this! Have a great day!