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Title: Future
Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: G
Pairing: Jack/Sam, Sam/Pete
Spoiler: Threads
Summary: Jack stugggles with the prospects of his future
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Stargate or any publicly recognizable characters. This story is for non-commercial purposes, I'm getting no money off of it.
What's a man without a future? I'd have to answer me, Jack O'Neill. It took me a long time to realize I had one again since losing it after Charlie died and then joining SG-1. But it took me all of an hour to realize that I had lost it again. That feeling of hope and expectation for the next day, for five, ten years from now, had all hinged on one person: Samantha Carter. A woman who just told me she was getting married and not to me.
I don't have anything to look forward to anymore. I don't care about my career, defeating the Goa'uld is as impossible a task as ever, I don't have a family, or any ambitions. What am I supposed to do? Just live everyday, sitting behind this blasted desk, doing endless paperwork, and dying a little each day knowing that good men and women are losing there lives while I mourn a lost love who never really loved me back.
"General?" Carter is standing in my doorway.
"Carter?"
"I just…I thought you should know that I broke up with Pete."
My heart pounds. "I'm sorry, Carter."
Suddenly, the future doesn't look so bleak.
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