sid | JACK/DANIEL BABY-A-THON (no infants allowed)

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JACK/DANIEL BABY-A-THON (no infants allowed)

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It’s time for some commentficcing to offset any post-holiday blues! We'll be running this through Monday, January 19th. There's a supplemental post here for questions and general squeeing.

This is more-or-less how it will work:

You (yes, you, specifically) will write a commentfic or a drabble and post it here as a new comment to the original post. Put a title in the header, if you have one, and maybe a rating or warnings if you think necessary. Crack, porn, romance, sad, silly, dark – however the muse moves you.

THE ONE-AND-ONLY PROMPT: Jack calls Daniel “baby”, or vice-versa. Or both. Because some of us melt and squee and flail when we find that in a fic. And we are not ashamed! We embrace our “baby” kink. We celebrate it.

Let’s wallow, baby!

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Daniel stared at Jack, not wanting him to go back to DC. Sure he was grateful Jack had shown up to SGC as soon as he heard his archeologist was injured on PX-some-damn-place, but Daniel wasn't ready for him to go back. Even worse, Daniel didn't know how to tell Jack to stay.

"Daniel?" Jack asked. Why he sounded hopeful Daniel couldn't fathom. Daniel couldn't fathom anything past his own misery and his inability to tell the man he loved to stay. Physically he hurt. A staff weapon to the leg was nothing to shout about. Mentally he felt like he did when his parents died.

Abandoned.

Daniel never thought he would associate that word with Jack, but it had been stuck in his mind ever since Jack packed up the house and left, leaving Daniel feeling like an orphan all over again. Even with promises of waiting, that orphaned little boy was perched on the grown up Daniel Jackson's shoulder, whispering, "Again, again you have been left behind by someone who loves you."

The walls were coming up around Daniel, those self protecting walls he used when he didn't want to hurt anymore. Once the walls were up, he wouldn't be able to say what he needed to say.

"Daniel."

His mind said it. No. NO. Please, don't go. His mouth wouldn't follow along. His mouth was having no part in this...this pathetic madness. Just let him go, the orphan perched on his shoulder whispered into his ear.

FUCK THAT, something inside Daniel screamed. Screamed so loudly Daniel visibly flinched.

"Jack. Jack?" It was barely a whisper. A begging.

A warm finger under his chin made him look at Jack, and that was it. Gravity kicked in and the tears that had threatened to fall, fell.

"Jack. Please don't leave me," Daniel begged just as quietly. "Please." He then bowed his head, waiting for his deliverance.

None came. Or, if it did, it was in the strong, solid arms of Jack, wrapping around him gently, holding him tightly, securely. Like the body attached wasn't leaving, wasn't letting go.

"Jack, please..." Daniel sobbed helplessly, prepared to beg if he had to, anything to stop this abandonment.

"Shhh," Jack said, rocking him slowly, tucking Daniel's face against his neck. "It's okay, baby. I'm not leaving you." he said gently, pressing a kiss onto Daniel's temple. "I am here until you are better, then we figure out what we're gonna do. I don't want to be away from you any longer, I can't. I can't do it anymore."

Daniel heard Jack's gentle murmurings as he was rocked securely in his arms. Among his sobs Daniel admitted to the same thing: he couldn't do it anymore, either. He couldn't handle being abandoned again, he couldn't stand to be away from the strong arms that held him close and safe, he couldn't stand to be away from the man who loved him and who was his home.

Daniel felt his head being lifted and his tear-filled eyes lighted on Jack's tear covered face.

"I'm yours," Jack said, kissing Daniel. "I retired before I left. Paperwork's all done."

"You...you...really?"

Jack smiled, giving each of Daniel's swollen eyes a feather light kiss. "The Air Force has had me long enough. It's your turn."

Daniel didn't know what to say. His mouth was on hiatus again. His mind was screaming for joy, yet his mouth wasn't willing to play along. Regardless.

Happy and content, he wrapped his arms around Jack, his home. Finally. His home was going to stay.

The little orphan boy on his shoulder fled away.

Poor, poor Daniel! I can really feel his desperation in the first paragraphs.
But what a wonderful decision Jack has made! The Air Force has had me long enough. It's your turn." Yes! That's perfect!

Whee! Thanks!

Damn the good drugs anyway! :-) They wreak havoc on the control systems! :-)

Jack retired! YAY!!!! :-)

gotta love the good drugs!

Ah, listening to the little voices in your head can be a bad thing. Glad Daniel got past that!

Things perched on your shoulder tend to be a bad thing!

*sniffles in a sad but happy way*......I love my happy endings when Jack retires for his Daniel...thanks so much!..

Deeds xx

Poor Daniel...but Jack was there to save the day...and yes, Jack retired!! Wooot!

Oh, lovely. There is something so loving about that pet name.

Thanks for reading!

Yay. Retirement.
The boys have earned their time together. :-)

yes they have!

Aww. Love the image of the orphan boy on the adult's shoulders. And of course, Jack comes through for his love. Always. :)

Jack redeems himself for the win! *g*

*now haz coffee*

oh.
oh.
::hugs you:: This was beautiful.

Angsty with sigh inducing resolution ;) *Loves*

*hugs you back*

Glad you liked! This was different for me.

*slurps coffee*

Daniel all angsty...I usually do him pissy, so this was new for sure.

*slurps coffee and hugs you again*

That was awesome!

Re: This Deliverance

stagnation13.livejournal.com - 2009-01-11 18:58 (UTC) - Expand

oh, that hurt, but you pulled it through for us in the end. thank you.

Re: This Deliverance

stagnation13.livejournal.com - 2009-01-12 09:59 (UTC) - Expand

The little orphan boy on his shoulder fled away.

You're not supposed to make me cry. Or sniffle. But it's amazing to think of Daniel having been let down through so much of his life until he finally finds his home ... in Jack.

Thank you for the happy ending.
::still sniffs a bit::