Title: Forever
Author: Moonshayde
Season: Ten
Category: Gen, Drama
Spoilers: Nothing specific
Pairing/Character: Jack
Summary: There were some moments that would stay with Jack forever.
Warnings: none
Rating: PG
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There were some moments that
would stay with Jack forever.
Like his first model plane
or his first telescope, both of which had steered him towards the sky and the
stars. But there was also his first day in uniform, the first time he'd watched
Sara walk across Freddie's Field, the first time he'd soared across the open
plains of clear blue sky.
The first time he'd killed a
man.
He couldn't forget the day
Charlie was born or the day Charlie was taken from him. His first loss. His
father's death. The first time those Iraqi bastards had broken his fingers.
He'd always remember that
late August night, long after the sun went down, making love to Sara behind his
cabin in the woods.
Charlie's first game.
Charlie's last breath.
That first time through the
Stargate when he'd been so cold, so empty, so worn, wishing to disappear and
absolve himself of all his sins. That first time back, hoping to find
forgiveness in her arms again.
The first time SG-1 became a
team. Their first victory. Their first failure.
Losing Daniel. Losing
Carter. Losing Teal'c.
His first time at Hammond's
old desk. His first time realizing just how hard it was to be Hammond.
The defeat of the Goa'uld.
Moving on.
The end. The beginning. He
couldn't tell the difference anymore.
Not that it mattered. The
memories, both the good and the bad, mixed with pleasure and pain, blended into
one damn mess. But it wasn't a mess that Jack would ever forget. That mess of
memory would stay with him forever, or at least as long as he lived, and as
long as he knew his friends – his family – needed him.
THE END
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