A/N: A continuation...
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em
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He knows that he's forgotten what it's like to live; being called back to active duty had seemed like the last thing from possible.
And yet, he's here. Standing at the bottom of a short ramp, ready to jump through a wormhole or slipstream...or whatever the hell Carter calls it...
And he knows he's alive. He's here.
And he's standing next to his team. His team.
He feels his heart pound in his chest and he didn't realise that it would ever have brought him peace again. Not after loud noises and muffled screams and small brown coffins that held too many innocent dreams.
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