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Ask me what happens after the end of one of my stories.
Any fandom, Harry Potter, Stargate, you name it. Yes, they all continue in my mind.
ETA: Aww, c'mon guys. Here. I'll make it easier: a simple listing of all my storoes.
tripoli8's journal and just had to:Ask me what happens after the end of one of my stories.
Any fandom, Harry Potter, Stargate, you name it. Yes, they all continue in my mind.
ETA: Aww, c'mon guys. Here. I'll make it easier: a simple listing of all my storoes.
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Well, immediately after the flight Jack takes Daniel to a bar where the pilots hang out. He watches him treat this environment with the same open curiosity he has about all foreign cultures, and is very amused, speculating in pseudo-Daniel-speak just what he's seeing. Jack leans back with his beer, enjoying introducing Daniel to this corner of his world. He's also hard as a rock but takes it as a flying after-effect; after all, he used to take his girlfriends up and then practically fuck them through the mattress when he got home.
Later Jack introduces Daniel his favourite teams. Then teaches him the "secret to inedible hamburgers" (interspersed with Daniel's mocking yet amused note-taking). He takes Daniel to Charlie's grave (the first and last time he's ever visited since the funeral, he doesn't understand why it was important that Daniel see though it felt like something had come full circle).
He and Daniel go to Chicago, where Daniel gives him a tour of U of C and Jack takes Daniel to his old house (now torn down for condos) and school ("God I hated it there" -- "High school is cruel and unusual punishment" -- "Kind of an incarceration, isn't it?" -- "Yours even looks like a prison... I've only counted four windows" -- Jack laughs, "Yeah, it does. The school colors should be black and white stripes. Or those orange jumpers they've got now.").
Then Jack takes Daniel to a White Castle where he used to hang out ("This is where you learned the inedible hamburger recipe, huh?") and then they walk along Lake Michigan with the wind cutting through them, throwing rocks into the waves, trying to figure out if they ever lived in Chicago at the same time without realizing it. But no, Jack was in the Air Force by the time Daniel started grad school. It strikes Jack that they could have so easily missed each other and never met, it was so unlikely. "Yes, I'd call meeting on another planet unlikely...." -- "Technically we met in Cheyenne Mountain." -- "I don't count that," Daniel says. "I didn't know you till Abydos." He looks at Jack very directly with those clear, clear eyes. And it hits Jack that he doesn't know what's happening here. So he challenges Daniel to a race, straight into the wind. Daniel wins and they collapse to the beach, Jack complaining about how easy this used to be and too many god-damned missions. Looking over at Daniel his heart is pounding (from the running, dammit) and he wants to build a bonfire on the beach and stay out here all night. But that's not a good idea given the other thoughts that keep coming to mind.
Back at the hotel, Jack is quiet and feels smothered by Daniel. He doesn't know how it happened but somehow Danielness has filled up every corner of his life. For the rest of their stay he's rude and curt and moody, because he's heartbroken. He has to root Daniel out because Daniel and these 'other thoughts' have become inextricably linked. Back home he puts a serious dent in the pantry door, snapping the top pivot which rips the bottom hinge in half. The following day a rather confused and stung Daniel stops by to talk and finds Jack repairing it. "You did that?" They end up spending a comfortable evening together, Daniel leaves happy, and Jack feels depressed.
(cont'd)
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Daniel finally confronts him, says Jack is driving him crazy. Jack's out of reach, fine, he knows that but Jack has to stop testing the boundaries, toying with him.
Hunh? In his effort at "renouncing" Daniel and building up his own mental substitute it never once occurred to him that the real Daniel had even noticed, let alone was... was. Was. Would and could. And wanted to. Oh yeah. Oh hell. Oh shit.
So he lies and tells Daniel that he has no clue what he's talking about.
At the SGC Jack harrasses Daniel with all sorts of double entendres, still touching -- at this point Jack has no clue what going on in his own head except that he trying to do some sort of aversion therapy, or immersion therapy, or maybe something like what his dad did when he caught Jack smoking and made Jack smoke an entire pack until Jack was on the ground, puking. And Daniel is pissed. Sam gives Jack the big-eyed stare -- and god, she's cute -- and Teal'c looks disapproving though that could be Teal'c's usual face. One can never tell.
Jack goes to bug Daniel in his office leaning over him while he's reading, getting a hell of a thrill while irritating Daniel at the same time -- and Daniel sits up and leans back. So they start a game of physical chicken, angry and frustrated, yet Jack (and apparently Daniel) enjoys it as well.
Then one night at Daniel's place Jack's so turned on he wants to go to Daniel's bathroom and beat off but he's pretty sure that's not up there in Miss Manners' book (not to mention a little hard on the hand towels) and he leaves. Just leaves.
Outside on the sidewalk with the cars driving by, Daniel catches up to him. "What the fuck am I doing, Daniel?"
"I don't know."
He's had too much to drink so he takes a cab home, at his place he wants to break the pantry door again but it took three hours to fix and his downtime was all too rare. He pull out a beer, sits on the couch and decides: 1) he's gay, or bi, or whatever because, 2) he wants Daniel. Not in any temporary fantasy sort of way either. This has some serious ramifications because 3) Daniel wants him. He'd made that pretty damned clear.
Okay. Upside. Daniel has clearance, so there was no worries about telling him about what he did for a living, no wall between him and the rest of his life. It had been a problem for Sara sometimes, he had to admit. Downside? Well, there was the obvious.
Jack works it out in his mind, then picks up the phone to call Daniel, forgetting it's 5am. But Daniel doesn't pick up. Disappointed, Jack goes to turn off the porch light, only to discover Daniel's parked in the driveway. Asleep. It's dawn and they have to go to work the next day, so Jack gets Daniel up, gets Daniel into his bed, makes coffee.
Two hours later Daniel emerges, scratching his head and looking like he doesn't know where he is, and Jack beams at him. That just looks... right... to have a sleepy Daniel padding through his kitchen with a serious case of bedhead and morning breath. He gives Daniel coffee to jumpstart his brain and says simply, "It's okay, Daniel. It's okay."
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