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Life Sure Ain't Ever Easy... Part 9
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Previous parts
You know the drill... WIP, sequel to 'Tales to Tell Your Grandchildren' not beta'd yadda...
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Sitting back in the plastic chair in the room, Jack surveyed his surroundings. Not for the first time, but he had very little to occupy his time with. Somewhere he guessed he was meant to think things over, but he'd never regret starting what he had with Daniel. How could anyone regret being with a man like that? Or for that matter, having a daughter like Aislinn?
Leaning forward he rested his head on his arms, crossed on the table in front of him. They should never have left the Nox home-world. They should have looked for a cure for Aislinn elsewhere...
A knock at the door and one of the guards came into the room. "Colonel O'Neill, we have a visitor for you."
"Who?" asked Jack as he stood to follow the man as they joined another guard waiting outside.
"General Hammond is here to see you," answered the guard.
Jack nodded, glad to finally have the opportunity to talk to someone he trusted. He knew that Hammond would keep the team away from him because of the process, as they too would be called into witness... against him, of course.
Jack was shown into small room with a table and two chairs; one occupied by his CO. Standing to attention, Jack greeted the man.
"Please, take a seat, Jack." Hammond gestured towards the vacant chair.
"Sir," he said as he sat down, trying to get comfortable on the hard plastic seat.
"I can't say I carry happy news, my friend, but I wanted to check up on you." Hammond shifted in his seat, obviously uncomfortable.
"We've gotten Dr. Jackson to move into one of the VIP suites at the base instead of staying at the house." Hammond continued as Jack nodded. "Aislinn is taking it in strides, though I wonder for how long Dr. Jackson can keep her occupied, because she keeps asking when you're coming back."
Jack sighed, not surprised at all. He missed his family like hell at the moment, but he knew he couldn't go back to the SGC... he wouldn't be able to stay away from them.
"Which brings me to another thing, Jack. You *are* allowed to leave this place, you know." Hammond gave him a searching look.
"It's safer this way, George... much safer for us all." Jack tried to let the other man know why and he somehow thought Hammond understood.
"Provided of course you stay away from Dr. Jackson and Aislinn..." Hammond shook his head. "I understand Jack, I do, though it doesn't make it any easier to live with."
"I know, George, it's not your fault... we brought it upon ourselves." Jack rubbed his eyes tiredly. He wasn't used to inactivity like this.
"Do you regret it?" Hammond raised an eyebrow.
"God, no!" exclaimed Jack. "Never in a million years."
Hammond nodded, obviously satisfied with Jack's answer. "I can't say that will help your case... though..." Hammond leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "You can't hide here forever, Jack."
"I know... but as much as I hate doing this to Daniel and Aislinn... how can walk out of here and not straight to them?" Jack sighed deeply. He had to do this, had to keep Daniel and their daughter out of it. Even if he knew Daniel would probably kill him if given the chance after this.
As if Hammond had read his mind, the older man chuckled. "Dr. Jackson will have your hide for this."
"Don't I know it," sighed Jack with a quick smile. It would be a small price to pay if he ever got out of this mess.
Hammond's face took on a more serious look once again. "What they do have sounds a lot like circumstantial evidence."
Jack shook his head. "Even circumstantial evidence will damage my career, sir, so whatever the defense comes up with in relations to some kind of agreement, I'll probably take it."
"Jack..." Hammond sighed.
"Look, sir, I know you were hoping for me to take your place someday, but we both know that this is the final nail in the coffin that is my career." Closing his eyes Jack was silent for a moment. "Even if they clear me, sir, they'll be keeping an eye on us and frankly... thanks, but no thanks."
Hammond nodded. "You're right, of course." The man hesitated for a moment. "I'm just worried because we both know they'll call upon Dr. Jackson to witness."
Jack grinned. "Yeah, and we both know the mouth on that young man rarely speaks what others want to hear."
"Jack, I'm just afraid that his anger and recent for the military will shine through and do more harm than good."
Jack sat up straight. "Trust him, sir, just... trust him, please, he's a brilliant man."
"That he is, Jack, that he is." Hammond stood as the SFs returned to show him out and take Jack back to his cell. "We'll do what we can, Jack, I have a few aces up my sleeve too."
Jack stood up straight and gave the General a crisp text book salute, causing the older man to straighten his own posture and return it. With that Jack was led back to his humble accommodations to once again twiddle his thumbs. Sure, Daniel's quick mouth could get them into trouble, but Jack would trust the man with his life any day.
At least the trial would be behind closed doors due to their line of work, but he wished for a moment the public could see what was going on. Several states had gotten rid of their old laws concerning homosexuality. It didn't seem entirely fair that an institution like the Air Force should be submitted to following outdated laws. However, there had been talk of fraternization as well. Although his lawyer had told him that it didn't quite hold as, theoretically, Jack and Daniel hadn't been on the same team since they'd left Earth... theoretically...
Who was he kidding? Anything that would link him and Daniel together in any kind of relationship would ruin the rest of their lives... and his lawyer *had* added that it was a slim chance.
Jack closed his eyes and leaned his head back. If they ever got out of this he'd owe someone up there a great deal of thanks
TBC
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wordcount in all: 18,292
size: 104kb
Previous parts
You know the drill... WIP, sequel to 'Tales to Tell Your Grandchildren' not beta'd yadda...
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Sitting back in the plastic chair in the room, Jack surveyed his surroundings. Not for the first time, but he had very little to occupy his time with. Somewhere he guessed he was meant to think things over, but he'd never regret starting what he had with Daniel. How could anyone regret being with a man like that? Or for that matter, having a daughter like Aislinn?
Leaning forward he rested his head on his arms, crossed on the table in front of him. They should never have left the Nox home-world. They should have looked for a cure for Aislinn elsewhere...
A knock at the door and one of the guards came into the room. "Colonel O'Neill, we have a visitor for you."
"Who?" asked Jack as he stood to follow the man as they joined another guard waiting outside.
"General Hammond is here to see you," answered the guard.
Jack nodded, glad to finally have the opportunity to talk to someone he trusted. He knew that Hammond would keep the team away from him because of the process, as they too would be called into witness... against him, of course.
Jack was shown into small room with a table and two chairs; one occupied by his CO. Standing to attention, Jack greeted the man.
"Please, take a seat, Jack." Hammond gestured towards the vacant chair.
"Sir," he said as he sat down, trying to get comfortable on the hard plastic seat.
"I can't say I carry happy news, my friend, but I wanted to check up on you." Hammond shifted in his seat, obviously uncomfortable.
"We've gotten Dr. Jackson to move into one of the VIP suites at the base instead of staying at the house." Hammond continued as Jack nodded. "Aislinn is taking it in strides, though I wonder for how long Dr. Jackson can keep her occupied, because she keeps asking when you're coming back."
Jack sighed, not surprised at all. He missed his family like hell at the moment, but he knew he couldn't go back to the SGC... he wouldn't be able to stay away from them.
"Which brings me to another thing, Jack. You *are* allowed to leave this place, you know." Hammond gave him a searching look.
"It's safer this way, George... much safer for us all." Jack tried to let the other man know why and he somehow thought Hammond understood.
"Provided of course you stay away from Dr. Jackson and Aislinn..." Hammond shook his head. "I understand Jack, I do, though it doesn't make it any easier to live with."
"I know, George, it's not your fault... we brought it upon ourselves." Jack rubbed his eyes tiredly. He wasn't used to inactivity like this.
"Do you regret it?" Hammond raised an eyebrow.
"God, no!" exclaimed Jack. "Never in a million years."
Hammond nodded, obviously satisfied with Jack's answer. "I can't say that will help your case... though..." Hammond leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "You can't hide here forever, Jack."
"I know... but as much as I hate doing this to Daniel and Aislinn... how can walk out of here and not straight to them?" Jack sighed deeply. He had to do this, had to keep Daniel and their daughter out of it. Even if he knew Daniel would probably kill him if given the chance after this.
As if Hammond had read his mind, the older man chuckled. "Dr. Jackson will have your hide for this."
"Don't I know it," sighed Jack with a quick smile. It would be a small price to pay if he ever got out of this mess.
Hammond's face took on a more serious look once again. "What they do have sounds a lot like circumstantial evidence."
Jack shook his head. "Even circumstantial evidence will damage my career, sir, so whatever the defense comes up with in relations to some kind of agreement, I'll probably take it."
"Jack..." Hammond sighed.
"Look, sir, I know you were hoping for me to take your place someday, but we both know that this is the final nail in the coffin that is my career." Closing his eyes Jack was silent for a moment. "Even if they clear me, sir, they'll be keeping an eye on us and frankly... thanks, but no thanks."
Hammond nodded. "You're right, of course." The man hesitated for a moment. "I'm just worried because we both know they'll call upon Dr. Jackson to witness."
Jack grinned. "Yeah, and we both know the mouth on that young man rarely speaks what others want to hear."
"Jack, I'm just afraid that his anger and recent for the military will shine through and do more harm than good."
Jack sat up straight. "Trust him, sir, just... trust him, please, he's a brilliant man."
"That he is, Jack, that he is." Hammond stood as the SFs returned to show him out and take Jack back to his cell. "We'll do what we can, Jack, I have a few aces up my sleeve too."
Jack stood up straight and gave the General a crisp text book salute, causing the older man to straighten his own posture and return it. With that Jack was led back to his humble accommodations to once again twiddle his thumbs. Sure, Daniel's quick mouth could get them into trouble, but Jack would trust the man with his life any day.
At least the trial would be behind closed doors due to their line of work, but he wished for a moment the public could see what was going on. Several states had gotten rid of their old laws concerning homosexuality. It didn't seem entirely fair that an institution like the Air Force should be submitted to following outdated laws. However, there had been talk of fraternization as well. Although his lawyer had told him that it didn't quite hold as, theoretically, Jack and Daniel hadn't been on the same team since they'd left Earth... theoretically...
Who was he kidding? Anything that would link him and Daniel together in any kind of relationship would ruin the rest of their lives... and his lawyer *had* added that it was a slim chance.
Jack closed his eyes and leaned his head back. If they ever got out of this he'd owe someone up there a great deal of thanks
TBC
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