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moonshayde) wrote2006-06-27 12:52 pm
moonshayde) wrote2006-06-27 12:52 pm
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Drabble: Gratitude
Well, I took a short break from other stuff to write this. Back to work...
Title: Gratitude
Author: Moonshayde
Season: Six
Category: Drabble
Spoilers: Smoke and Mirrors
Pairing/Character: Jack
Summary: Jack feels the bitter sting of betrayal as he sits alone in his holding cell.
Warnings: minor language
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: For the Drabble Challenge on Jackfic for "Shadow."
Disclaimer: Stargate, Stargate SG-1 and all of its characters, titles, names, and back-story are not mine. No profit being made.
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Some gratitude.
Jack closed his eyes, resting his head against the cell wall. Despite all the times he and SG-1 had saved the self-serving asses on this planet, this was how they were repaid.
Framed for murder. And no one but the SGC gave a damn.
"This is just a technicality. It'll be over soon."
Jack snapped open his eyes, frowning as he searched the room. For a second, he thought he saw Daniel standing there watching him, but he quickly realized he was staring at a mere shadow cast onto the corner of his cell.
Alone again.
Some gratitude.
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stargatefic, gate_tales, jackoneill100, and genjackfic
Title: Gratitude
Author: Moonshayde
Season: Six
Category: Drabble
Spoilers: Smoke and Mirrors
Pairing/Character: Jack
Summary: Jack feels the bitter sting of betrayal as he sits alone in his holding cell.
Warnings: minor language
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: For the Drabble Challenge on Jackfic for "Shadow."
Disclaimer: Stargate, Stargate SG-1 and all of its characters, titles, names, and back-story are not mine. No profit being made.
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Some gratitude.
Jack closed his eyes, resting his head against the cell wall. Despite all the times he and SG-1 had saved the self-serving asses on this planet, this was how they were repaid.
Framed for murder. And no one but the SGC gave a damn.
"This is just a technicality. It'll be over soon."
Jack snapped open his eyes, frowning as he searched the room. For a second, he thought he saw Daniel standing there watching him, but he quickly realized he was staring at a mere shadow cast onto the corner of his cell.
Alone again.
Some gratitude.
crossposted to
stargatefic, gate_tales, jackoneill100, and genjackfic