In my own kind of truth by atheniandream

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Story Notes: Content Warnings: Angst, Drama, Drabble

Pairings: S/J

Spoilers: Slight for NEW ORDER, but if you didn't know then I'm not sure it gives anything away, unless you're unsure of what happens to Jack early on in the season...

Season: Eight

Author's notes: Um, still finishing the large fic, and the little ones are STILL coming out. THIS IS NOT TECHINICALLY A DRABBLE - But there's not much not it so it's kind of qualifies. heehee

Archive: Anywhere. I'm my own publicist. SamandJack.net please

In my own kind of truth, I never thought I'd see her again. No. I *knew* far from indefinitely that I would *never ever* see her again.

Not because I didn't believe in her, not because I wasn't sure that she'd try her hardest, push *everything* to get me back, unfrozen, unscrambled, no.

I just knew.

I felt it.

The End coming, the curtains closing, the whistles playing, I heard it all. I said goodbye as well as I could and I tried to look in her eyes one last time, before leaving them all.

I loved her,
And I left her.

But now I'm back. And she's naked and cold, and lying in my arms again,

But she's not mine anymore.

And I want everything. The Pain, the hurt from losing her to the damn freckle she never lets me see.

I want it all, more than before. More than ever...

"Jack? You're..."

"Shhh...I'm here, Carter."

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