Jack stared at John in a new light after they finished talking. He still remembered the day he first met him. It almost feels like fate now that he thought about it. Out of all the air force soldiers on McMurdo base, his pilot to the Antarctic Outpost just happened to be his son... And they just so happened to almost die together when the drone came at them. That was fun... He had been the first one to introduce John to the SGC way of life, as it should have been. Then the whole thing with him telling John not touch anything yet he did anyway causing the chair to glow..
Jack smiled slightly to himself. It was like the universe had been trying to tell them something that day that they both just didn't get.. It's strange now to think of it.. It gives a whole new meaning to their first encounter...
John thought over the story Jack had told him.. That over the course of a week Jack had fallen for his mother and then had to let her go to return home and to 'not' damage the timeline.. To let fate play out as it had meant too.. Except it didn't.. John was proof of that..
"I supposed it wasn't such a bad thing.."
Jack looked up to John as he finally spoke after listening to him ramble for the past few hours.
"I mean I wouldn't be here otherwise and who wouldn't want to be here?" John stated.
Jack nodded and smiled. "I guess of all I must have messed up on... Something right did come out of it.."
He then added sarcastically. "You know.. If you would listen to my orders once in a while.."
"Excuse me, Sir?" Sheppard raised an eyebrow.
"I remember almost firing you when the whole Replicators taking over Atlantis event happened.."
"Yes, well you didn't." John pointed to him. "And I saved your life."
"Yes.. You did... Huh.. Irony.."
"Yeah." John nodded then lowered his head. "You disobeyed orders but I live because of it.. I disobey orders but that kept you alive... Guess this makes us even... "
General Landry walked in after having a talk with the doctors and over hearing the last bit of conversation. "Well.. Look what you've both gotten yourselves into.. Playing around with alien spheres and whatnot. Can't you two just not disobey orders for once?"
"'Fraid not Hank." O'Neill responded.
"Sorry Sir... It's in the genes."