(SV) SG-1: Twenty Years After (PG, Jack)
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applecamerontitle : Twenty Years After
author : SV, 2002, reprinted by permission
category: vignette, dialogue
archive : NO
spoilers: none
keywords: what happens a long time after the ending of stories?
Retirement. Been here before, eh, tough guy?
Yeah. At least this time there are good memories behind it.
Was it worth it?
You have to ask?
I worked with some of the brightest people this country has to offer. I walked on other worlds. We changed empires. We brought down the ghouls.
Giving up life on the front lines is tough, but...people with clearance on this project aren't exactly going to be allowed to go gently into the good night, y'know?
Was it worth it?
Yeah, it was worth it. I wouldn't be where I am, who I am, without it. I wouldn't even be here, now, much less ready to do what I'm about to do. Sam's still in harness, of course. She'll be running the joint in another 5 years, if you ask me. No one better for it.
It'll work, you know. I'll be a civ consultant. Of course, Daniel was one from the very beginning.
Was it worth it?
Hard to wait. Hard to not want what I wanted, right then. But, you know what? It took a long time before I was really ready to say good-bye to my boy. To Sara. If I'd tried this 20 years ago, I would've fallen on my face. SNAFU'd it all over. I wasn't done with my career, I wasn't ready to hang up the spurs and settle down and *mean* it. Now I am. I really am.
Shit, the bigwigs are practically *happy* about this little arrangement. We're all still close to the project, under the right thumbs and everything, if you know what I mean. 'Specially with Sam's star still rising.
Half of 'em are jealous, but I'm not gonna tell which half. Gotta keep some secrets. *grin* Mortgage is in all our names, though.
Was it worth it?
Some nights it didn't feel like it. There I was, kick-butt Colonel in my prime forced to keep it very hands off. I got my male ego, y'know. And that's another thing. I don't care, now. You got me? I don't care. Fuck ego. Gay, straight, bi, older, younger, man, woman. Fuck it. All that matters is whether or not you love the person in the skin.
I couldn't have said that 20 years ago. I couldn't even have thought it.
It *would* have been nice to boff 'em when we were all perfect and young and beautiful. Sure. And I'll look at pictures of pretty young things in magazines in the checkout line, but I know what I'm going home to, and I'm really happy for it. Besides, feel that 6-pack? 500 crunches a day. Not exactly young, but still close to perfect.
Was it worth it?
Yeah. It was worth the wait.
Listen, I gotta blow. It's my turn to cook dinner.
author : SV, 2002, reprinted by permission
category: vignette, dialogue
archive : NO
spoilers: none
keywords: what happens a long time after the ending of stories?
Retirement. Been here before, eh, tough guy?
Yeah. At least this time there are good memories behind it.
Was it worth it?
You have to ask?
I worked with some of the brightest people this country has to offer. I walked on other worlds. We changed empires. We brought down the ghouls.
Giving up life on the front lines is tough, but...people with clearance on this project aren't exactly going to be allowed to go gently into the good night, y'know?
Was it worth it?
Yeah, it was worth it. I wouldn't be where I am, who I am, without it. I wouldn't even be here, now, much less ready to do what I'm about to do. Sam's still in harness, of course. She'll be running the joint in another 5 years, if you ask me. No one better for it.
It'll work, you know. I'll be a civ consultant. Of course, Daniel was one from the very beginning.
Was it worth it?
Hard to wait. Hard to not want what I wanted, right then. But, you know what? It took a long time before I was really ready to say good-bye to my boy. To Sara. If I'd tried this 20 years ago, I would've fallen on my face. SNAFU'd it all over. I wasn't done with my career, I wasn't ready to hang up the spurs and settle down and *mean* it. Now I am. I really am.
Shit, the bigwigs are practically *happy* about this little arrangement. We're all still close to the project, under the right thumbs and everything, if you know what I mean. 'Specially with Sam's star still rising.
Half of 'em are jealous, but I'm not gonna tell which half. Gotta keep some secrets. *grin* Mortgage is in all our names, though.
Was it worth it?
Some nights it didn't feel like it. There I was, kick-butt Colonel in my prime forced to keep it very hands off. I got my male ego, y'know. And that's another thing. I don't care, now. You got me? I don't care. Fuck ego. Gay, straight, bi, older, younger, man, woman. Fuck it. All that matters is whether or not you love the person in the skin.
I couldn't have said that 20 years ago. I couldn't even have thought it.
It *would* have been nice to boff 'em when we were all perfect and young and beautiful. Sure. And I'll look at pictures of pretty young things in magazines in the checkout line, but I know what I'm going home to, and I'm really happy for it. Besides, feel that 6-pack? 500 crunches a day. Not exactly young, but still close to perfect.
Was it worth it?
Yeah. It was worth the wait.
Listen, I gotta blow. It's my turn to cook dinner.