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Daniel involved in a loving and committed relationship, which usually involves
Relationship. Alternate Universe. Angst. Action/Adventure.
to active duty and Jack discovers he has a very
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Originally completed in 2000.
"Hold it – wait a minute.
Strap's twisted – wait – I'll get it…"
azure event horizon awaited them. Daniel had been about
to start up the ramp but stopped in response to Jack's
request. He stood patiently, his features arranged in a
discretely indulgent expression as Jack patently, obviously
– fussed over him.
was fussing was obvious. Obvious to everyone but Jack.
fingers fumbled with the twisted strap of Daniel's pack
Jack tried to get a grip on himself. Crap, he was as nervous
as a bridegroom. Had been one once, knew what it felt like.
This was it.
first time through the gate since they had brought him
home. Back in action, back in the saddle, back in the traces,
back out into the strange unknown where anything could happen.
Back out there where he could no longer control the situation,
no longer keep Danny in a fortress where nothing could
touch him. Out of his hands and into the fickle ones of
quite ready to let go yet.
it was too soon. Oh he knew what the doctors had said.
Daniel's progress over the last two months had been nothing
short of – astonishing.
their first morning together after their first incredible
night together Daniel had thrown away his pills and just
gotten better and better. No arguing with facts. The shrinks
were impressed, and at more than a bit of a loss to explain
it other than laying it off to the fact Daniel had already
displayed he possessed an unusually resilient personality
and a better-than-average ability to cope with emotional
and psychological trauma.
he'd had enough practice!
was just a fancy way of saying the boy could bounce back
like nobody's business. A big part of it, to be sure, but Jack
was also more than certain the swiftness of Daniel's recovery
could also be attributed to whatever advantages accrued
from – being what he really was.
the reason, Jack was glad of it. On a certain level. He
certainly had no desire to see Daniel go through what he'd
gone through when they'd first brought him back. However it
had come about, he was overjoyed to see Daniel smiling, and
fit and happy once more. Eager to be out and about, anxious
to get back to work; itching to walk through that gate
was where Jack started having problems. The last two months
had been his every dream come true and so much more besides.
Heaven, bliss, paradise, pick a metaphor for perfection.
Nothing to intrude, nothing to spoil it, nothing to fear.
now. Daniel had been pronounced fit, mentally sound, cleared
to return to active duty. Official end of the happy hiatus.
Here they were, back to work. When Daniel walked through
that gate, the 'real world' would start raining on Jack's
parade again. He knew it had to happen, just why did it
have to happen so soon?
fingers plucked absently at the collar of Daniel's jacket,
freeing it from the strap confining it he found his eyes
meeting the ones of the man before him. Daniel looked at
him with quiet understanding, that way he had of telling him,
without saying a word, he knew exactly what Jack was thinking.
Which he did.
be fine, Jack. Trust me.
of Danny's eyes stilled his troubled thoughts. Their arresting,
irresistible blueness replaced the troubled thoughts with
others. Distinctly less troubled, and a whole lot more
amorous. Which suddenly were joined by a whole bunch of
friends as Daniel smiled at him, crinkling his nose slightly
in the way he did that made him want to start kissing his
you on the other side, Jack," Daniel said softly and started
up the ramp. Dazed, dumbfounded and utterly besotted Jack
found he could do nothing but stand there and stare at
him as he walked into the blue.
still standing there as the remaining members of his team
drew up on either side of him, flanking him left and right.
Carter sidled up to him, leaning over to whisper conspiratorially
in his ear.
might want to work on your poker face a bit, Colonel."
her use that tone before. She was razzing him about something.
He'd figure it out in a minute. Just needed a minute… God,
with Captain Carter," Teal'c joined in. Focus, Jack, Teal'c
was on about something too. "It might be wise to strive
to achieve inner peace in certain situations," the Jaffa
continued a deep, completely serious tone. "I can instruct
you in basic meditation techniques if you think it would
from one to the other. Carter looked as if she was about
to split a gut, Teal'c was wearing a definite smile behind
his neutral expression. Whazgoinon?
was his brilliant response.
tongue is hanging out, sir!" she shot out of the corner
of her mouth at him and then beckoned to Teal'c to follow
her up the ramp. Teal'c inclined his head politely at his
commanding officer, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement.
joined Carter on her stroll to the event horizon she leaned
toward the Jaffa and said, just loud enough for Jack to
hear, "Ya know, I think I liked them better when they
were fighting all the time. This is becoming really confusing.
I keep getting this irresistible urge to skip, go tra-la-la
and fling rose petals all over the place. Don't like it. Let's
not even talk about the violin music I keep hearing.
they disappeared into the event horizon Jack heard Teal'c's
not care to skip, but I have a certain fondness for violins."
Jack jammed his hat more firmly on his head, sighed deeply
and trudged wearily after the rest of his team. Well, he'd
known there was no way he and Daniel had any hope of keeping
Sam and Teal'c from figuring this out eventually. But so
soon? He was so, so dead!
pretty much went downhill from there.
on D2S-909 had landed them right in the middle of a hot,
steamy jungle, and he had been bungling through it from
the word go. He hadn't felt this dumb-ass awkward and stupid
since high school. Christ, you'd think he was in love or
he'd been so wrapped up in watching Daniel's ass he'd walked
right into a tree. Full on – wham! Carter had chortled,
Teal'c arranged for his attention to be elsewhere, and
Daniel's melting look of concern – hadn't helped.
into their jaunt towards the temple complex the UAV had
located in a clearing about three miles away from the gate
they had halted briefly to remove their jackets and vests.
It was either that or turn into four large puddles of sweat
and very possibly pass out. Freaking hot. Way more freaking
hot than they'd been led to believe in the mission brief.
Somebody was going to be hearing about this when they got
home. Presuming, of course, his brains didn't melt in the
interim. Either from the heat, or from the heat…
stripped down a bit. Was okay at first. Continuing on reduced
to T-shirt level hadn't been too bad. Until…
had stopped to examine the rather large and colourful floral
head of this alien plant growing along side the path they
were creating through the jungle. As soon as he touched
it, didn't it just go and spit this green crap all over his
chest. And didn't THAT just promptly commence eating through
the fabric of the T-shirt. Of course it did. What else could
it do? What else could he do? Why did he even bother getting
out of bed this morning?
there in a flash, helping Daniel rip the shirt off, splashing
some water from his canteen on his skin to make sure all
the green stuff was washed away, and of course then he had
to, well, check to see Daniel hadn't been burned or hurt, all
in the interests of first aid, you understand, nope,
everything looked fine, they had gotten it off in time, looked
fine, felt fine, oh my, felt more than fine golden skin,
perfect, flawless, gleaming as mingled sweat and water
beaded on it, so soft and firm beneath his palms, rosy
circles puckering, hardening with the combination of water
and soft friction… OH MY GOD WHAT AM I DOING?
to still the shuddering Jack tore himself away from Daniel's
side. "He's okay, everything's okay, let's move on," he
managed to grunt as he forced himself to stomp forward.
looking back over his shoulder not so much to verify if
everyone was following him as to see who was laughing at him
when he tripped over a moss covered, unidentifiable
obstruction on the ground ahead which he would have seen and
avoided if he'd been facing front as he was supposed to but
since he wasn't, he didn't and consequently found himself
splayed face down full length in the moist muck carpeting
the jungle floor.
if they would just leave him here long enough he would
sink into the muck and disappear completely. Which was
more than all right with him at the moment.
they hadn't, he didn't and now here they were and here
he was in the worst trouble he had ever been…
minutes into the mission they'd been forced by the sweltering
heat and claustrophobic humidity to halt and take a rest.
Finding a bit of a break in the tangle of greenery gone
berserk they settled for as close to a clearing as they were
going to get to take a bit of a load off and try recovering a
bit before pressing on.
looked pretty wilted. Even Teal'c had an uncomfortably
moist aspect. Small wonder. This planet was like a giant
sauna with a hell of an attitude. He was feeling pretty
damned overheated himself, but it didn't have as much to
do with the climate as one might suppose. Jack leaned up
against a broad tree as he scanned the forest about them,
doing everything he could to keep his eyes on everything else
around him but Daniel.
as well try to stop the world from turning. Just as he
was raising his canteen to his lips his eyes developed a mind
of their own. Mutinous bastards were like heat seeking
missiles locking on one specific target and they found it at
what had to have been the worst possible time to have done so.
his luck had been going today he should be surprised?
was sitting on the wide surface of what probably was what
was left of a long-fallen and mostly decayed tree trunk.
He was leaning slightly backward, his weight supported on one
arm. The other he was using to lift his canteen to his mouth.
His head was tilted back, eyes closed. Mesmerized, Jack
watched, knowing he shouldn't, knowing if he saw what he
knew was coming he was as good as dead but what a way to
of carelessly poured water gushed from the canteen suspended
just above Daniel's open mouth, as much missing it as going
into it. Jack was utterly captivated by the twin spectacles
of the movement of Daniel's throat as he swallowed, and
the rivulets of water that coursed teasingly down over his
chin, down his neck, sliding down the glancing, sweat-glistening
sides of his lightly rippling pectoral muscles funneled
into the channel that lay between them continuing to drizzle
down his slightly heaving, taut abdomen down, down…
was starting to lose himself in strange fantasies about
exchanging his current state of being for a more liquid
one he received incontrovertible proof the universe hated him.
For it chose that very moment to shift a branch or a twig or a
leaf somewhere up above enough to suddenly allow a shaft
of blinding sunlight to come streaming down from the mocking
heights, slamming right into Daniel, bathing him in an
electric nimbus of molten, dancing light turning his skin
and hair and beautiful, slightly upturned face to burnished
he could die happy now, for he had indeed seen the Promised
Land. He'd better die soon, though, in order to save himself
a lot more embarrassment, cause he couldn't remember being
this horny since he was a teenager.
a problem. He had a huge problem. Getting bigger by the
moment, the more he looked at Golden Boy over there brazenly
flaunting himself in that completely unconsciously gorgeous
way of his. Not having the faintest clue what he was doing to
certain other people simply by having the temerity to exist
and for being just so damned – beautiful - in the bargain.
Oughta be a law…
this sort of behaviour from both of them was all well and
good at home behind closed doors but out here… Can't have
this O'Neill. Not on the job. What are we going to do about
before he could worry about what he was going to do about
this, he had to do something about THIS.
his eyes, took off his hat and dumped most of the contents
of his canteen on his head. It was a start. Keeping his
eyes carefully averted from the half-naked man who glistened
and blazed and would just – really make it hard for him
to do what he had to do if he looked at him, Jack began
to pace, slowly tracing the outskirts of the clearing,
looking out into the jungle beyond them. It wasn't easy, but
he made himself walk, made himself not look, made himself calm
down. Then came the part he most dreaded.
himself face what this was going to mean.
it wouldn't be easy adjusting to Daniel's return since
they had become lovers. However, he hadn't even stopped
to consider – this. He should have. He should have. Not like
he was completely clueless. Should have realized – what had
he been thinking?
at times it seemed as if certain regs were arbitrary, there
were some damned good reasons for the ones which forbade
fraternization. He was having some of those reasons driven
home to him right now, and he was not liking what it was
shaping up to mean.
known the reasons why, always agreed with them in spirit
and practice. Had never had to deal with this for real,
as it directly applied to him, though.
when you cross the line, the rules change. Daniel was no
longer simply one of his subordinates. Another one of the
people under his command. No longer the same as all the
rest. He was his lover. The most important person in the world
to him. Although given a little more time and practice he was
sure he could get past this kind of physical reaction while
out in the field with Daniel, he was not so sure he could
now be trusted to do the right thing by Sam and Teal'c
if they were in a combat situation and Daniel was in danger.
have that. Wasn't fair to his teammates. Definitely wasn't
doing his job. And if he couldn't do that – couldn't be
trusted to be the kind of leader he was supposed to be
– then he didn't belong in the job, and shouldn't be entrusted
with the command of SG-1.
meant – for the sake of the team - him or Daniel - one
of them had to go.
sure how he knew, but suddenly he was whirling, aiming
his MP-5 even as he heard Teal'c call out to him to alert him
to the danger, was already firing as the huge black shape came
hurtling down out of the trees above Daniel. Jack knew he'd
cut it in two, knew it was already dead even as it was
still falling down on top of Daniel, pinning him underneath
its bulk. He was running, calling for Carter and Teal'c
to form up around Daniel and cover him cause whatever it
was he was struggling to get himself out from under, it
had friends. Lots and lots of friends…
nice to know hurry up and get your ass out from under that
thing we have got to move! He pointed to two separate directions
in the overhead canopy and turned his own weapon on the
sector of the circle he had chosen for himself. Two MP-5's
and a staff weapon methodically strafed the trees, cutting
a killing swatch in a complete aerial circle, bringing
down at least a dozen huge, black bodies. Jack signaled to his
teammates to continue firing. Come on Daniel…
Daniel came surging up behind him, pushing him down, his
weapon drawn, firing over his shoulder, pumping several
rounds in quick succession into the black nightmare hurtling
out of the thick, tangled growth directly in front of him.
Straight at him, all claws and big, nasty pointy teeth. Holy
crap, Daniel, you just saved my ass!
'em downstairs too!" Jack bellowed. "Carter, stay upstairs,
Daniel, cover her on the ground, Teal'c, let's blast a
path the hell out of here and back to the gate!"
been a hell of a trip. Whatever those things were, they
didn't appear to be scared by anything. Gunfire to grenades,
they just kept coming. And coming, and coming and coming,
every inch of the run back to the gate. But here they all
were, all in one piece, Sam and Teal'c standing by the DHD,
waiting for the gate to engage, the hounds of hell baying
at their heels.
they'd all gotten here in one piece was because of the
way each one of them had covered the other one. Each one
being exactly where they needed to be in order to make sure
all of them made it.
wormhole stabilized into the familiar sight of the event
horizon huge black shapes started pouring out of the fringe
of forest at the far side of the clearing, loping toward
them, making high, keening, howling noises eerie enough
to curdle the blood. Jack motioned for Carter and Teal'c to
send the iris code and bail while he and Daniel backed slowly
toward the gate, firing into the advancing pack, covering
their teammates' retreat.
backs to the event horizon, the things almost on them,
they spared one last second to look at each other before
plunging through to safety.
– they jumped. Shooting through the familiar madness of
the wormhole, tumbling out the other side, rolling down
the ramp as Jack roared, "Close the iris, lock it up damn
things are right behind us!"
thump bang thwap.
learn you, you black bastards. Nobody's lunching on Mama
O'Neill's little boy today.
he was wrong. But he wasn't to find that out till much
much later he was lying in bed cradling a sweaty, completely
satiated and profoundly slumbering Daniel in his arms thinking
just how wrong he had been about a lot of things today.
However, this was definitely one of those times when it
was good to be wrong. Oh yeah.
damned impressed with the team. After all those months
without Daniel, SG-1 had come back together and gotten it done
as if he had never been gone. What could he say, his kids were
good. When it came right down to it – training told.
had in his own case, apparently. The second he'd realized
they were in danger, his instincts had kicked in and getting
the job done was all that mattered. That the 'job' in question
had been the saving of all of their butts made the fact
he had done it all the more significant. They'd been in
the thick of it and he hadn't choked. Hadn't lost his head,
hadn't let anybody down through worrying about one person in
he was mighty glad the one person in particular had been
there. If he hadn't, Jack doubted very much he would still
be here and able to demonstrate his gratitude in the way
he just had. Hey, fair is fair.
it was going to be okay. He still had to work on that serenity
thing. Wonder if Teal'c had been kidding about those lessons.
stirred in his arms, making small mumbling noises into
his chest as he nuzzled and burrowed in closer, attempting to
meld with the body of the man beneath him. Christ, he loved
the way Daniel snuggled. Was like having this six-foot, warm,
breathing, soft, teddybear all around you. Hell of a thing.
Hell of a man.
a deeply contented sigh, tightening his embrace, settling
himself deeper into the mattress beneath him preparing
to try and get some sleep. He thought Daniel was asleep,
and therefore was quite surprised to feel him lift his
head and move slowly up along him until he was in the vicinity
of the mouth he was trying to find. Fumbling across Jack's
cheek his lips finally reached their destination, whereupon he
administered a very sleepy, sloppy kiss before collapsing
back down on Jack's chest with a small, happy sigh.
to sleep, Danny," Jack whispered as he fondly stroked Daniel's
came the barely audible reply. '"Jack?"
was no response for several seconds. Jack was beginning
to think Daniel had in fact fallen back to sleep, when it
I know. Right back atcha."
was right. It was going to be fine. More than fine. It
was going to be great.
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