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A Million Days, by Tallulah Rasa
Rec Category: AU
Categories: AU, Jack O'Neill, episode related, Jack and Daniel friendship, angst, character study
Warnings: insanely bored Jack with no consequences doing just about anything
Author on LJ: unknown
Author's Website: To Explore the Universe and Eat Pie
Link: A Million Days
And so is A Million Days. One of my absolute favorites, and once you read it, I'm sure you'll add it to your list, too.
"Did you try calling Sara?" They're in Jack's office this time, just for a change of pace. Jack's not as comfortable in his own office as he is in Daniel's, but that's good. A lot of things are boring now; he's glad comfort isn't one of them.
"A few times," Jack says. "It was – some things you shouldn't do unless they're real."
"Yeah," Daniel says. He's looking around the room, maybe searching for something to talk about. "Um… have you… tried to hijack Air Force 1? Set off a bomb? Robbed a bank?"
"Yes," Jack says.
"Yes?" Daniel's head swings around so fast he almost loses his glasses. "Seriously? Really?"
"Yes, really, Daniel."
"Well, you can't just – tell me about it!"
"I've already done that a few times."
"Oh. Damn. I wish I remembered. Okay, what about—"
"You know what bugs me? There's no game on. It's not even hockey season."
"There's a really good documentary on the History Channel this afternoon, on—"
"You're not helping, Daniel."
Daniel looks at him for a long moment, nods, gets up from the hard plastic chair, and heads for the door. "I'm—I'm going to go."
"What? For crying out loud, Daniel, don't get your knickers in a twist. I didn't mean you had to leave."
Daniel turns around in the doorway. "Oh, I know. It's not that. It's just – I probably don't normally leave. I mean, I want to stay, and try to help, and I probably always feel like that, every loop. So, leaving – that would be different. It's something I can do to make this loop a little different."
Jack has to swallow a few times before he can say anything. "You're a nice man, Daniel," he finally says. "Exceedingly strange, but you've got a good heart."
"Yeah," Daniel says. He shifts the stack of files in his arms. "I hear that a lot."
"Seriously?"
"Well, I'm guessing," Daniel says with a smile before he takes off down the hall.