Disclaimer: Same as Chapter 1.
The Sam Files
He asked me to go fishing again. For the first time in a long time actually…and I didn't even hesitate when I said yes. If losing my Dad has taught me anything it's that we don't have an endless amount of days. We can't keep waiting for tomorrow. Because tomorrow might never come. And that's why I have to do this. I can't go off with Jack…The General, 'fishing' (because, between you and me…and lets face it, this my brain here so it's both me) if I do go fishing with him…well lets just say not much fishing will be done. For 7 years I said no…no to fishing…no to him…no to my heart. Today I said yes. Yes to fishing. Yes to him. Yes to my heart.
I try my best to explain it to Pete…without mentioning Jack's name. But he knows. And I know he knows. That the real reason I'm breaking up with him is not because I don't love him…I'm just in love with someone else. And I can't deny it anymore. I did try too, I really did. I did try for my little piece of the American Dream…the white picket fence, the 2.3 kids, the dog barking in the backyard. But in those dreams it was never Pete that was greeting me when I got home. It was Jack. Okay granted, my logical mind…my scientific mind came up with some reason that it was because we had spent 7 years living in each others pockets…spending time in tiny tents off world, I was 'projecting'. My heart however kept whispering to me that I wasn't projecting…that I was in love. Sometimes I hate my logical mind. And that's why I said yes to his invite. My heart finally shouted at me. And I responded in kind. I have to wonder though…how much fishing can we do in a week?
Geez...I'm just reeling these off aren't I? I think I'll do 'The Teal'c Files' next. Hope you guys are enjoying these :)