Fic: Blind Trust 2/2
Title: Blind Trust 2/2
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Beta: nightshadow_t2(who completely deserves internet cookies for putting up with me)
Disclaimer: Not mine; not for profit.
Notes: I wrote this for me. It was something I did because I get tried of smut fixes everything fics. Which can be nice to read sometimes, but, well, with my past I'd rather the slow fixing/promise it'll get better fics. It is set shortly after the first time Daniel de-ascends and before Jack is promoted to General.
Warning: Talk of past abuse that was never proven canon for Jack.
(Part 1)
****
Seven robots later, Daniel was dozing again when the noise of the next approaching robot changed. Gently pushing a sleeping Jack off of himself, Daniel sat up. The grass parted and he couldn't have been more happy. "Sam!"
"Daniel. Are you alright?" She scanned the clearing as she approached them. Frowning at Jack, she knelt down. "What happened?"
"Jack's memory is messed up. I'll explain it later. Just don't worry about anything he says or the cussing. Alright?" Daniel let her run her hands over him checking for injuries. From the direction the robots were disappearing in came Teal'c. "Hi."
"Daniel Jackson. You appear uninjured."
"Yeah, I appear that way." Daniel held his hand out as Sam turned it over.
Teal'c knelt beside Jack. "O'Neill appears to have sustained a head injury."
"Not exactly. I set off something that caused us to be transported to an underground area. Jack's eyes aren't working and..." Daniel lunged forward and grabbed Jack's vest as he tried to headbutt Teal'c. "Don't get too close, Teal'c. Jack!" Daniel pulled Jack back towards himself as best he could. "Jack these are our teammates."
Jack went still and sat panting slightly. Daniel let Sam closer until Jack snarled and lunged at her.
"Jack. We're going home, okay?" Daniel helped Sam unfold the stretcher from her pack as Teal'c watched over Jack as he silently worked his way backwards, pushing with his tied up feet. Daniel moved back to Jack as Sam finished. "Stop, Jack. We need to go home and you aren't in any shape to walk."
With a frown Jack titled his head down. Daniel sighed and crouched down near him.
"I know you don't really have broken bones, Jack. That's not why I want you to use the stretcher."
"Daniel, we could give the Colonel a mile muscle relaxant..."
Jack jerked away from them. "No! No more drugs." He kicked wildly and if Teal'c hadn't of grabbed him into a bear hug, Daniel was certain he'd have bit one of them.
"Jack." He tried for his calming voice which was hard when his throat hurt this much. Grabbing Jack's chin, Daniel got him to stop moving. "We won't drug you, Jack. We're going to take you back to base. That's all."
With a violent shake, Jack tore loose from Daniel's hold. "You're a liar. We've been going east. Base isn't east."
Daniel looked at Sam who's expression had gone thoughtful. She dug into her vest and pulled a small device from it. "Huh. He could think it was east. The poles..." She stopped and looked at Jack before turning to him. "I didn't know the Colonel could sense direction on his own."
"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm a Captain." Jack tried to gesture with his bound hands. "I'm not an idiot. Direction is pretty easy once you figure it out. What do you mean 'the poles' and when did I end up on a team with a female?"
Daniel grabbed Sam's arm before she could say something about her gender. "You don't remember our current mission, Jack. I hadn't tried to explain it because you keep thinking I'm not real."
Jack shrugged. "You're solid right now. Tell me."
Another robot appeared from the grass and Daniel pulled Teal'c out of it's way. He watched the robot disappear up the hill. "You wouldn't believe me. You barely believed it when you were assigned to it."
"Tell me anyway." Jack wiggled his eyebrows. "I'm not going anywhere."
Daniel snorted. "What about you laying on the stretcher and I'll tell you as we go? I swear we're going back to base." Watching as Jack rubbed the toe of his boot into the dirt, which was something to watch with his ankles still tied together, it occurred to Daniel that if they got back Jack was going to expect his family. "Please, Jack."
With a little jerk, Jack blinked several times. He thought about it for a while and Daniel had to wave off Sam, who was getting antsy. Finally, Jack nodded. "Okay." Jack hobbled forward towards him and Daniel reached out and carefully gripped his elbow. "Just so you know, I'm going to kill you if this turns out to be some sort of trap."
Daniel suppressed the shiver Jack's flat tone of voice caused and licked his lip. "Deal."
Jack snorted. They got him laid down on the stretcher with his head uphill. As he started to lift the stretcher, Jack titled his head up and stared up at him with dull eyes. It made Daniel wonder if he was getting his eyesight back or not. "You can't be a bearer."
"What?"
"You broke something. I think."
Sam was suddenly right there. "Daniel?"
"Huh. I'm fine." Daniel winched as Sam jabbed his still numb hand. "Okay, maybe not prefect, but really, Sam, I'm fine."
"What'd you break?" She had that pissed off face that Jack tended to laugh at when he was far enough away.
"Hmm. Maybe a rib?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed. Then she shouldered him out of the way. "You walk beside the stretcher, Daniel. No arguments."
Jack giggled. Even Teal'c turned his head and stared.
"What's funny, Jack?"
With a smile, Jack wiggled a little on the stretcher. "Oh, nothing. I just know why she'd be on my team now."
Sam narrowed her eyes and Daniel mentally sighed. He'd have to try to get Jack to apologize later. They started off down the hill, Daniel started his explanation with the history and myths surrounding the Stargate. Jack appeared asleep in less than half a mile. Taking a drink of water from a canteen Teal'c had handed him, Daniel thought through everything Jack had said and implied. They came out of the grass near the entrance to what he'd thought was a temple. They stopped at the steps of the Stargate. Daniel knelt next to Jack, because this was where he'd expect Jack to try something.
Teal'c dialed and Sam sent their IDC. Just as they got the okay, Jack pulled his legs in and kicked at Teal'c. Daniel grabbed Jack's knee and squeezed. As Jack howled, Daniel bit his lip and kept squeezing. Finally Jack went limp and his head lolled to the side. Daniel let go like Jack was on fire and gasped for breathe as he tried not to cry. He hated hurting Jack. Hated it.
Teal'c inclined his head at him and Daniel nodded back. When they emerged in the Gate room medical personnel swarmed them. Daniel bushed off everyone of them that tried to pull him away from Jack.
When they arrived in the infirmary, Janet tsked at him. "How bad is it?"
Daniel could have laughed if he wasn't so tired. "Jack is combative because he thinks he's been captured. His eyes aren't working, but I can't tell you if that's from getting hit in the head or not. We were in some sort of Ancient complex, but it was pushier than normal. He actually said that so I'm thinking it was..." He trailed off as she cut away Jack's uniform and the bruising was revealed. "I didn't cause all that, did I?"
Janet glanced up at him. "You fought with him?"
"He was very determined. Some of the time he thought I wasn't real." Daniel gestured to his own ear. "I twisted his ear a couple of times and I might have hurt his bad knee."
She nodded and pointed to the next bed over. "Strip and sit."
Daniel did as he was told. He didn't have many bruises showing yet, but he knew he'd have a collection when they came up. "I didn't hurt him more, did I?" He watched Janet poke at Jack's knee.
"Doesn't feel like it. He's still sensitive from the last surgery. I'll get it scanned." She moved up Jack's body and when she reached his eyes, Daniel grimaced as the pen light swept back and forth. "Huh. His eyes look fine. He said he couldn't see?"
"There was a bright flash and I wasn't blinded, but he was."
She frowned and slipped her hand under Jack's head. Her eyebrows drew together. "That's weird." She looked up at him. "You didn't see anything hit him in the head?"
He shook his head. "He punched me a few times, but I tried not to hit him in the head. He did convulse twice."
"Okay. Do I need to restrain him?" She cut the cord on his wrists and started examining Jack's hands.
"I don't think so, if we can convince him that he's on base."
She grunted and stripped Jack's boots off. "You made a mess of his laces." She kicked the boots into the wall out of the way. "How bad are you injured, Daniel?"
Laying back on the bed, he turned on his side so he could watch Jack. "I think Jack broke a rib on my left side and I got punched in the head a few times. My left hand is half-numb."
She glanced up from Jack to look at him. "Can you wiggle your fingers?"
He wiggled to demonstrate. "Yes."
"Okay, we'll worry about that in a little bit then. What about your ribs? Sharp pain? Feel like it is poking anything?"
"No, more like it is badly bruised, so I'm not even sure it is broken."
She took a blood draw kit from a nurse. "I'll handle the Colonel. Ask the General for extra guards equipped with zats for the hallway." The nurse nodded and hurried away. Janet looked at him. "Daniel, I'm going to try to wake him. I'd like to you help talk to him if you feel up to it."
"I'll help." Daniel pulled his pants back on and went to stand near Jack's shoulder.
"Alright, stay quiet unless I ask you to speak." Janet stood on the other side further back and called Jack's name. After a few times, Jack jerked just slightly and lay just like he'd been laying before. Janet continued to call Jack's name as she pointed at him.
Daniel nodded he started to say something, but Janet shook her head at him.
Without opening his eyes, Jack felt the sheet underneath him.
"Hi, Colonel, I'm Dr. Fraiser. Do you remember me?"
Jack's eyebrows knit together. "Should I?"
Janet's face went neutral and Daniel knew this wasn't going to go well.
Jack rubbed on one wrist with his other hand. "You going to ask those fucking neurological questions?"
"Well, I don't think it'll do any good. I can tell your head is still messed up."
As Jack reached up and rubbed the ear Daniel had twisted as he lifted his eyebrows. "Really? How can you tell?"
Janet scribbled on Jack's chart. "Mostly, you don't cuss very often. How's your eyes?"
"Can't see."
"Alright. I'm going to order a scan of your head, but you have to promise me that you won't hurt any of my staff. Your word of honor, Jack."
"How bad did I hurt the kid...Daniel? How bad?"
Janet looked up at him and Daniel frowned at her. "He might have a broken rib and he's got a lot of bruising. Do you remember fighting him?"
Jack blinked a couple of times and rubbed the side of his face. "Yeah. He was a tough little shit."
"Well, he learned part of that from you."
"Yeah?" Jack laid his hands on his stomach and fingered the blanket Janet had laid on him. "You're my doctor?"
"Yes, Jack."
Nodding, Jack closed his eyes and threw his arm over them. "I might need stitches."
Janet looked at him and Daniel frowned back. "Alright. Where?"
Jack flapped his hand. "My ass."
Daniel stayed quiet as Janet's eyes went round. "You think this is the Gulf War, sir?"
Jack sighed and moved his arm back down. "I thought you were skipping that neuro shit."
"Right, right." Janet briskly slapped a button on the wall. "You're head is more pressing. After I get you scanned we'll take a look, okay?"
"Okay." Jack took the water Janet had doused and handed to him. "Can I talk to Daniel?"
Janet glanced at him and patted Jack's shoulder. "Just as soon as he wakes up."
****
When Janet came and motioned for him to follow, Daniel jumped at the chance. He'd was tired of talking to Sam and Teal'c had been okay, but Daniel could tell he was worried too. Following Janet, Daniel was lead into her office. "How bad is it?"
She sighed and snapped on a monitor and pulled up several scans. "It isn't good. This is a scan of his brain." She pointed to the huge bright spot on one scan. "This is far more activity than there should be. It looks like his brain is rewiring itself and has stopped listening to Jack's ocular nerve while it does so." She pointed at a different spot. "This spot is doing it too. I think that's why Jack thinks he's in the Gulf War."
"Can you do anything about it?"
Janet shook her head. "Not much. He says he hasn't convulsed, so my guess is that one of those episodes caused the activity. I could put him into a coma and see if it settles down. I'd rather just wait it out." She looked at him. "He's asking for you. I don't want to ask you to go into a room with him if you aren't up to it."
He blinked. "Why wouldn't I be up to it?"
She cocked her eyebrow at him. "He's beaten you up, Daniel."
"Only because he's sure he's been captured and that he can't trust anyone." He stood up and spread his hands. "Janet, I'm the only person he's had to talk to until Sam and Teal'c got there. Sam didn't endear herself to him and Teal'c is quiet, which would be fine if Jack could see."
"You on the other hand are a chatter box with a bruised larynx. That's a lot better."
"He trusts me more than anyone else at the moment. He's just waiting for a chance to escape."
She sighed. "Alright, come on."
They approached one of the isolation rooms and Janet flipped on the monitor and shook her head. "He's out of bed."
Daniel glanced at the empty screen and gestured to the card swipe panel. "Let me in."
"If he kills you I'm going to be very mad at you." She swiped her card. "No recording and no sound unless a button is pressed."
Daniel patted her shoulder and pushed the door open a crack. "Jack? Can I come in?" There was no answer and Daniel stepped into the room, twisting his boots on the floor just enough to make them squeak. "Jack?"
From behind the door, Jack appeared with a scowl. "You are an elephant."
Daniel grinned and took Jack's forearm to lead him towards a couch someone had brought in. "Just trying to not to get killed by you." He got Jack to lay down on it and sat himself next to Jack's head. The couch was long and Daniel wondered for a moment where it had come from. "Janet says your brain is working too hard."
"Yeah. No wonder I've got a headache."
"I thought that was from me."
Jack laughed and rubbed his ear. "Nah. You made my ear sore. She said I cracked your rib."
"Hairline fracture. I'll be fine. How's your eyes?"
With a snort, Jack reached a hand up and felt along Daniel's leg. "They are intact, so they should work again when my brain settles down."
Daniel watched Jack's hand roam. "That's good. You still think I'm not real?"
"Leaning towards solid, but I don't know about real. You're really...different."
He swept a finger down Jack's bare arm, following the vein. "Is different good?" He'd gotten used to Jack being a tactile person, but this was rather ridiculous.
"Maybe." Jack closed his eyes. "It smells right here."
"We could get you some food, if you wanted something?"
Jack tilted his head back. "Steak?"
Daniel grinned. "I could try to talk Janet into it."
He relaxed and his hand started up Daniel's side. "Nah. What about you?"
"I'm fine."
"I get the idea you say that a lot." Jack's hand slid around his arm and Daniel tried to ignore it. "You're civilian, right?"
"Yes." Daniel tried not to shiver as Jack danced his fingers down his arm. "What are you doing?"
"Checking." Jack blinked a few times and tilted his head back. "Making sure you're you."
"Okay." Daniel rubbed his thumb across the inside of Jack's elbow. "Convinced yet?"
With a grin, Jack pulled his hand away. "Nope."
Shaking his head, Daniel relaxed back into the couch. "Why don't you try to sleep?"
"Stay?"
He patted Jack's shoulder. "Sure, Jack. I'll sit right here."
****
Daniel got Sam to bring him work from his office and he settled in to wait. Jack was twitching in his sleep every few minutes, but it wasn't until he started to whimper that Daniel decided to try to wake him. He picked the heaviest book he had and snapped it closed, pulling it up to deflect Jack...Who only flinched and gasped. Daniel blew out a breathe. "You awake now, Jack?"
"Wha...Daniel?" Jack reached up and rubbed his head.
"Yes, Jack. You alright?"
"Uhm. Yeah." Jack felt along his legs and blinked up at Daniel. "Huh. Do you have brown hair?"
"Yes. Your eyesight is back?"
Jack rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "You're a light blob with fuzzy brown on top."
"Well, that's better than nothing. It'll come back."
Jack nodded and turned towards the back of the couch and slipped back into sleep. Daniel rubbed along Jack's spine for a while, trying to get him relaxed enough he wouldn't have more trouble sleeping.
****
Daniel knew Jack would avoid him after getting his memory back, but he hadn't expected Jack to retreat clear to his cabin. Moving slowly, Daniel walked around to the back of the cabin. There was Jack doing something with a fishing line. Daniel picked up and snapped a twig as he approached.
"Still an elephant, Daniel."
"I try." He sat on the dock next to Jack's lounge chair. "Hey."
"Hey." Jack pulled on his fishing line and glanced at him. "Sorry about before."
Daniel watched the surface of the pond. "Janet seems to think you don't remember anything after leaving the complex."
"Janet can remain blissfully unaware." Jack casted and leaned back. "I mean it, Danny. I..."
"Shut up, Jack." Daniel handed Jack his beer. "There's nothing you need to be sorry for. I'm not mad. I get it, Jack."
Taking a swig of his beer, Jack watched him as he sat the beer back down. "You shouldn't have to had to see me like that."
With a sigh, Daniel stood up. "I'm not getting pulled into an argument about what happened, Jack. I'm going inside."
"Hey." Jack turned and stared at him. "Get a chair and sit with me."
Daniel pulled another beer for Jack from his cooler and pulled a chair over. He watched Jack fish until Jack stilled. He stared out at the trees on the far side of the pond.
"I was a prisoner four months. It was...bad." Jack threw another cast. "I was drugged often enough that I made a friend in my head who kept me sane."
Daniel handed Jack his beer when he reached for it, but other than that he stayed quiet.
Jack pretended to fish for a long time. Then he reeled in and sat still for several moments. "You were right. I came home and pretended I was okay until it actually felt like it." He cast hard and Daniel wanted to comfort him, but knew that would stop Jack from talking. As the water stopped rippling, Jack sighed. "I would have killed you to get away."
"You really thought we were going the wrong direction."
"I was fuzzy. Part of the time I was sure you were important somehow, but I couldn't place why." Jack waggled his empty beer bottle at Daniel. "This is my sixth. I think I'd better quit now."
Daniel took the bottle. "Probably. Jack, why'd you talk to me so much if you didn't trust me?"
"It was a test." Jack pushed up from his chair. "Come on."
Following along behind, Daniel kept pace with Jack as he went into the cabin. Jack stripped off his jacket and Daniel followed suit. "Did I pass?"
Jack grabbing him up into a hug wasn't a complete surprise, but Daniel wasn't ready for Jack's words. "I could have killed you. You brave, stupid, crazy man." Jack tightened his hold for a second before pushing him back and holding onto his shoulders. "You passed."
Licking his lip, Daniel grinned. "Thanks, Jack." He started to pull away, but Jack grabbed his hand and drug him over to the couch. They sat down and Daniel tugged on his hand, but Jack refused to let go. "Huh, Jack?"
With his thumb, Jack rubbed along his wrist and outlined his thumb. He was watching their hands and Daniel wondered for a moment if Jack was actually okay.
Then Jack looked at him and Daniel got it. "Oh."
Jack snorted. "Oh? That's all you can say?"
Daniel smiled wide. 'No." He brought up his free hand and laid it on Jack's shoulder. "Jack, we don't have to do this."
With a frown, Jack leaned against him. "We don't, but I'd like to, Daniel." Jack blinked slowly. "I'm not that drunk."
Laughing, Daniel pulled Jack upright. "Sure you aren't. You are going to bed and we'll talk in the morning."
Jack let himself be pulled along. "We don't talk."
"Not out loud." Daniel sat Jack on the edge of his bed and pulled his sneakers off his feet. Pulling Jack's pants off, Daniel turned to find sleep pants and yelped as he got tackled from behind. They landed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Jack had twisted them in the air somehow and had ended up on top.
"Stay with me, Danny."
Sighing, Daniel looped an arm around Jack's back. "Okay, Jack, but we are going to sleep." Daniel pushed Jack off to the side. "Go brush your teeth and I'll change." Jack stuck out his lower lip. "That's the deal, Jack. Take it or leave it."
With a roll of his eyes, Jack stood up. "Don't run away. I don't want to have to track you down while I'm tipsy."
Shaking his head at Jack's back, Daniel stripped down and slipped on pants and a light t-shirt. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his bare toes. Jack wanting him wasn't something he'd given a lot of thought too. He'd noticed the way they were wasn't exactly normal, but he'd attributed it to them dying so much. Jack came back into the room looking like he was sober. Daniel stood. They watched each other until he turned and went to the bathroom.
****
Jack slid under the covers and listened to Daniel run water. He tested his numbness with the tips of his fingers and deemed that he wasn't too far gone. He'd just startled Daniel then. He could work with that. Maybe. He laid his arm over his face and tried not to panic. Daniel's weight dipped the bed as he sat down.
"I mean it, Jack. We don't have to start anything."
Jack snaked out his other arm and pulled on Daniel's arm. "Lay down and sleep." As he slid in beside him, Jack turned onto his side. "Slow would be good."
Daniel was watching him with that intensity he usually reserved for a tricky translation. "We can do that. Tomorrow." Then Daniel closed his eyes and relaxed.
Jack blinked. He couldn't fathom how Daniel manged it. He'd not trust him if he were Daniel. Yet, here Daniel was, not even upset at being chocked. Jack started. Hell, he'd chocked him. He'd not remembered that. Edging closer, Jack peered at Daniel's throat.
"Jack."
"Daniel"
"Jack. Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"
Grinning, Jack laid his hand on Daniel's shoulder, barely touching the front of Daniel's throat with his fingertips. "I'm sleeping."
"Close your eyes."
Jack did as Daniel ordered. He fell asleep to the soothing sound of Daniel's breathing broken by the occasional mutter in some language.
****
Daniel came awake to someone trailing their fingers across his stomach. His shirt had hiked up during the night. He rolled more onto his back and the fingers multiplied. "Hmm."
"Not drunk now, Daniel."
Blinking until his eyes cleared, Daniel looked down himself to find Jack mapping his visible skin with his fingertips. "Morning." His voice was hoarse again. He cleared his throat. "You're still here."
Jack gave him that look of I can't believe your big brain isn't in gear and then he smiled. "Yeah. I'll give you coffee if you lay still for a while for me."
With a small smile, Daniel lay his head back down onto his pillow. "Offer me a bribe like that and who could resist?"
Jack chuckled and went back to mapping his skin. Daniel drifted as Jack moved onto his arms. He woke up enough to sit up and strip off his shirt when prompted. He lay back and enjoyed Jack's fingers skimming across his skin. He tried not to wince when Jack touched a tender spot, but he should have known Jack would notice.
"Sorry."
"Hmm. 'Is okay." He rolled over and flung an arm out to wrap around Jack's hip where he'd tucked one leg underneath himself. "More."
"Pushy." Jack slid his fingers down Daniel's spine and swept out to his hips as the waist of his pants. As Jack started carefully sweeps up and down his back, Daniel sighed, turning his head to one side and slipping back into a doze.
Jack stopping roused him sometime later. He half-turned over to find Jack staring at him. "Jack?"
With a start, Jack smiled down at him. "Hey."
Daniel yawned. "Hey." He ran his hand up Jack's arm. "Okay?"
Jack nodded and pulled at his pants. "Take this off?"
Rubbing his hand through his hair, Daniel sat up. "Sure, in a minute." He stumbled out and down the hall to the bathroom. He came back to find Jack sitting on the bed picking at the hem of his pants. He stepped up beside Jack and hooked his thumbs in his waistband. "Everything or just the pants?"
Jack smiled up at him and Daniel was pleased to see it was a genuine smile and not one of Jack's fake smiles. Jack started to reach for him and stopped. "Everything?"
A little worried at Jack making it a question, Daniel nodded and turned, shoving his pants down over his hips. He kicked them off and folded them up. When there wasn't a reaction from Jack he did the same to his underwear. He lay down and bit his lip because Jack was staring again. "Okay?"
Jack nodded and reached out slowly. Daniel closed his eyes hoping Jack would feel safer. Daniel could feel Jack's fingers brush down the outside of his hip and then up the inside of his thigh. He let his legs fall apart. He gasped as Jack skimmed fingertips across his scrotum.
"You're smooth."
Daniel opened his eyes and looked down himself to find Jack looking intently at his skin. "What?"
Jack thumbed the skin of his scrotum where it met his thigh. "Your skin is smooth along here."
Then Daniel got it. He really needed coffee. "Oh. Yeah. Hairy though."
With a feral grin, Jack moved his fingers up to the base of his cock. "Don't care about that."
Daniel gasped and arched up as Jack ran his fingers lightly up Daniel's shaft. He grunted when Jack stopped touching him. Jack pulled on his arm and Daniel sat up. Jack rearranged them, putting Daniel against his chest. Daniel lolled his head onto Jack's shoulder as he took Daniel's cock back into his hand. With short strokes, Jack watched over his shoulder as he jacked him off. He turned his head towards Jack's neck and kissed him. Jack's grip tightened and his pace quickened.
Going slowly, Daniel sucked up a mark at the base of Jack's neck where he could cover it when he was in uniform. He pulled away and panted as he watched Jack's hand. When Jack pressed his thumb against the tip of Daniel's cock, Daniel throw back his head and came. He went limp in Jack's hold. Jack was panting in his ear and Daniel closed his eyes and turned into Jack's neck, his own chest heaving. Jack shifted him and Daniel muttered as Jack left the bed. Lifting his head, Daniel blinked at the open door.
Jack padded back in with a steaming cup of coffee and a washcloth. Daniel made grabby hands at the coffee. Jack laughed as he handed it over. Daniel hummed as he wrapped his hands around the cup as Jack ran the washcloth over him. "Your turn, Jack."
Jack glanced up from where he was rubbing the washcloth along Daniel's lower stomach. "I'm good."
Daniel narrowed his eyes as he took a sip of his coffee. "Really?" He sat the cup down on the dresser next to the bed. "Jack, tell me what's going on."
Waving the washcloth, Jack disappeared down the hallway. He came back and dropped to sit on the edge of the bed with a sigh. "I tried once. You know, with a guy. After the divorce." Jack rubbed his hands together. "I paid the medical bill."
Taking another drink, Daniel touched Jack's thigh with his foot. "I passed your test, Jack. You aren't going to hurt me."
****
Jack tried to relax as Daniel's toes dug into the outside of his thigh. "You can't be sure of that."
Daniel sat his coffee down and reached for him. "How about you quit worrying and take off your shirt?"
With a huff, Jack yanked his shirt off and let Daniel hover over him as he laid down. He kept his eyes on Daniel, who's fingers were skimming his stomach. He shifted his dog-tags as Daniel ran his hands up across his chest. After a while, Jack let his eyes wander. He closed his eyes as Daniel rubbed circles on his upper chest. Daniel brushed across his collarbone and Jack jerked away. Daniel stilled where he was at, hands resting carefully on his skin. "Sorry."
Daniel thumped him gently. "Don't be sorry. You know any triggers you could tell me?"
Jack blinked as Daniel skimmed a finger across the same collarbone. "I can't be on my stomach." He watched Daniel nod and sweep his hands back down his chest. "Don't pin me down."
"I can work with that." Daniel slipped a hand under his waistband. "I'm going to take just your pants right now." He eased them down and Jack lifted his hips to make enough room. Daniel settled beside him and to Jack's surprise started touching his legs. Jack relaxed as Daniel rubbed circles on his thighs. Daniel worked his way up and down Jack's body, carefully going back across any skin that made Jack tense. He fingered the scars at Jack's knees gently. Jack murmured as Daniel ran a fingertip across his collarbone.
"Now I'm going to take off your underwear, Jack."
Jack lifted his hips and tried to lay still as Daniel looked at him. He watched Daniel from half-closed eyes. "You aren't doing anything."
Daniel smiled at him. "Now who's pushy?"
He started to say something to that when Daniel blew across the base of his shaft. He lifted his head and watched Daniel finger him. He lingered over Jack's balls. Somehow Daniel managed to miss the few spots that were overly sensitive and Jack gasped as Daniel pressed on a patch of skin just right. He had to force himself not to thrust as Daniel started to jack him off. "Danny...oh."
"You're okay, Jack. I'm just touching you to make you feel good." Daniel blew air down onto his shaft and Jack jerked at the sudden change in sensation. "You can get away any time you want."
"Not going anywhere." Jack grabbed at the sheets as Daniel took the tip of his cock in his mouth. Daniel bobbed his head and all Jack could do was try to breathe. He tipped his head back as Daniel brought a hand up to rub as his balls. "Uh." Daniel hummed as he went down and Jack moaned as he came. Shaking, he watched Daniel pull off and stroke him to milk the last of his orgasm. He dropped back down and panted as Daniel smiled down at him.
****
Daniel cleaned Jack's skin as the man snored. He'd been through a lot of crap the last week and a half. Daniel slipped into the bed and gathered Jack to him. After listening to Jack snore for a while longer, Daniel slipped his hand down to rub his fingers across Jack's scrotum. There were patches of rough skin, one spot that was a raised scar, and another with a dimple like something had been cut away. There was a faint scar near the base of Jack's cock too, but Daniel hadn't gotten a good look at it yet.
Feeling like he'd won something just because Jack had let him touch, Daniel pulled the covers tighter around them.
****
Jack yawned and threaded his fingers through Daniel's hair. He stared at the ceiling as he listened to Daniel mutter against his skin. Happy Daniel was whole and in one piece, Jack turned until his nose was buried in Daniel's hair. He tightened his arm around Daniel and sighed.
"Jack? Too tight." Daniel shoved against him and Jack remembered he'd cracked Daniel's rib.
"Sorry." He loosened his hold and grinned when Daniel sprawled more across him. "Hey."
Daniel wiggled. "What?"
"What'ca doing?"
"Making myself comfortable." Daniel smiled against his skin. "Are you alright?"
Jack slid his hand up Daniel's back. "Yeah." This time he wasn't pretending. Daniel's weight wasn't making him feel trapped. It was rather novel. "Not going anywhere."
"Hmm. Good." Suddenly, Daniel pushed up and away from him. "Jack."
"What?" Jack rubbed the side of his face as Daniel frowned at him.
"We both know how dangerous our lives are." Daniel pushed himself up to sit cross legged by Jack's waist. "When you die I don't want you to not ascend just because you don't like the idea."
"Shit, Daniel." Jack shot upright and put his elbows on his knees. "I don't think I can. By myself."
"Then we'll just have to die together so I can help you." Daniel smiled at him and Jack was struck with how that smile lit up everything.
"You'd break that whole don't interfere rule for me, huh?"
Daniel pulled him close. "For you."
Jack leaned forward for a kiss and nearly toppled over as Daniel moved. "Daniel." Exasperated that Daniel was standing up, Jack reached out to capture his hand.
Daniel half-turned towards him. "I need to brush my teeth and shower. Want to join me?"
"I...can't." Jack fidgeted.
"Trigger?"
Jack shrugged. "Could be." He looked up at Daniel. "I could watch."
With a grin, Daniel pulled on his arm to get him to stand. "I promise not to get you wet."
Jack let Daniel pull him down the hallway and decided that maybe this time it would be okay. Even if Daniel was lying about getting him wet.
****
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Beta: nightshadow_t2(who completely deserves internet cookies for putting up with me)
Disclaimer: Not mine; not for profit.
Notes: I wrote this for me. It was something I did because I get tried of smut fixes everything fics. Which can be nice to read sometimes, but, well, with my past I'd rather the slow fixing/promise it'll get better fics. It is set shortly after the first time Daniel de-ascends and before Jack is promoted to General.
Warning: Talk of past abuse that was never proven canon for Jack.
(Part 1)
****
Seven robots later, Daniel was dozing again when the noise of the next approaching robot changed. Gently pushing a sleeping Jack off of himself, Daniel sat up. The grass parted and he couldn't have been more happy. "Sam!"
"Daniel. Are you alright?" She scanned the clearing as she approached them. Frowning at Jack, she knelt down. "What happened?"
"Jack's memory is messed up. I'll explain it later. Just don't worry about anything he says or the cussing. Alright?" Daniel let her run her hands over him checking for injuries. From the direction the robots were disappearing in came Teal'c. "Hi."
"Daniel Jackson. You appear uninjured."
"Yeah, I appear that way." Daniel held his hand out as Sam turned it over.
Teal'c knelt beside Jack. "O'Neill appears to have sustained a head injury."
"Not exactly. I set off something that caused us to be transported to an underground area. Jack's eyes aren't working and..." Daniel lunged forward and grabbed Jack's vest as he tried to headbutt Teal'c. "Don't get too close, Teal'c. Jack!" Daniel pulled Jack back towards himself as best he could. "Jack these are our teammates."
Jack went still and sat panting slightly. Daniel let Sam closer until Jack snarled and lunged at her.
"Jack. We're going home, okay?" Daniel helped Sam unfold the stretcher from her pack as Teal'c watched over Jack as he silently worked his way backwards, pushing with his tied up feet. Daniel moved back to Jack as Sam finished. "Stop, Jack. We need to go home and you aren't in any shape to walk."
With a frown Jack titled his head down. Daniel sighed and crouched down near him.
"I know you don't really have broken bones, Jack. That's not why I want you to use the stretcher."
"Daniel, we could give the Colonel a mile muscle relaxant..."
Jack jerked away from them. "No! No more drugs." He kicked wildly and if Teal'c hadn't of grabbed him into a bear hug, Daniel was certain he'd have bit one of them.
"Jack." He tried for his calming voice which was hard when his throat hurt this much. Grabbing Jack's chin, Daniel got him to stop moving. "We won't drug you, Jack. We're going to take you back to base. That's all."
With a violent shake, Jack tore loose from Daniel's hold. "You're a liar. We've been going east. Base isn't east."
Daniel looked at Sam who's expression had gone thoughtful. She dug into her vest and pulled a small device from it. "Huh. He could think it was east. The poles..." She stopped and looked at Jack before turning to him. "I didn't know the Colonel could sense direction on his own."
"Why do you keep calling me that? I'm a Captain." Jack tried to gesture with his bound hands. "I'm not an idiot. Direction is pretty easy once you figure it out. What do you mean 'the poles' and when did I end up on a team with a female?"
Daniel grabbed Sam's arm before she could say something about her gender. "You don't remember our current mission, Jack. I hadn't tried to explain it because you keep thinking I'm not real."
Jack shrugged. "You're solid right now. Tell me."
Another robot appeared from the grass and Daniel pulled Teal'c out of it's way. He watched the robot disappear up the hill. "You wouldn't believe me. You barely believed it when you were assigned to it."
"Tell me anyway." Jack wiggled his eyebrows. "I'm not going anywhere."
Daniel snorted. "What about you laying on the stretcher and I'll tell you as we go? I swear we're going back to base." Watching as Jack rubbed the toe of his boot into the dirt, which was something to watch with his ankles still tied together, it occurred to Daniel that if they got back Jack was going to expect his family. "Please, Jack."
With a little jerk, Jack blinked several times. He thought about it for a while and Daniel had to wave off Sam, who was getting antsy. Finally, Jack nodded. "Okay." Jack hobbled forward towards him and Daniel reached out and carefully gripped his elbow. "Just so you know, I'm going to kill you if this turns out to be some sort of trap."
Daniel suppressed the shiver Jack's flat tone of voice caused and licked his lip. "Deal."
Jack snorted. They got him laid down on the stretcher with his head uphill. As he started to lift the stretcher, Jack titled his head up and stared up at him with dull eyes. It made Daniel wonder if he was getting his eyesight back or not. "You can't be a bearer."
"What?"
"You broke something. I think."
Sam was suddenly right there. "Daniel?"
"Huh. I'm fine." Daniel winched as Sam jabbed his still numb hand. "Okay, maybe not prefect, but really, Sam, I'm fine."
"What'd you break?" She had that pissed off face that Jack tended to laugh at when he was far enough away.
"Hmm. Maybe a rib?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed. Then she shouldered him out of the way. "You walk beside the stretcher, Daniel. No arguments."
Jack giggled. Even Teal'c turned his head and stared.
"What's funny, Jack?"
With a smile, Jack wiggled a little on the stretcher. "Oh, nothing. I just know why she'd be on my team now."
Sam narrowed her eyes and Daniel mentally sighed. He'd have to try to get Jack to apologize later. They started off down the hill, Daniel started his explanation with the history and myths surrounding the Stargate. Jack appeared asleep in less than half a mile. Taking a drink of water from a canteen Teal'c had handed him, Daniel thought through everything Jack had said and implied. They came out of the grass near the entrance to what he'd thought was a temple. They stopped at the steps of the Stargate. Daniel knelt next to Jack, because this was where he'd expect Jack to try something.
Teal'c dialed and Sam sent their IDC. Just as they got the okay, Jack pulled his legs in and kicked at Teal'c. Daniel grabbed Jack's knee and squeezed. As Jack howled, Daniel bit his lip and kept squeezing. Finally Jack went limp and his head lolled to the side. Daniel let go like Jack was on fire and gasped for breathe as he tried not to cry. He hated hurting Jack. Hated it.
Teal'c inclined his head at him and Daniel nodded back. When they emerged in the Gate room medical personnel swarmed them. Daniel bushed off everyone of them that tried to pull him away from Jack.
When they arrived in the infirmary, Janet tsked at him. "How bad is it?"
Daniel could have laughed if he wasn't so tired. "Jack is combative because he thinks he's been captured. His eyes aren't working, but I can't tell you if that's from getting hit in the head or not. We were in some sort of Ancient complex, but it was pushier than normal. He actually said that so I'm thinking it was..." He trailed off as she cut away Jack's uniform and the bruising was revealed. "I didn't cause all that, did I?"
Janet glanced up at him. "You fought with him?"
"He was very determined. Some of the time he thought I wasn't real." Daniel gestured to his own ear. "I twisted his ear a couple of times and I might have hurt his bad knee."
She nodded and pointed to the next bed over. "Strip and sit."
Daniel did as he was told. He didn't have many bruises showing yet, but he knew he'd have a collection when they came up. "I didn't hurt him more, did I?" He watched Janet poke at Jack's knee.
"Doesn't feel like it. He's still sensitive from the last surgery. I'll get it scanned." She moved up Jack's body and when she reached his eyes, Daniel grimaced as the pen light swept back and forth. "Huh. His eyes look fine. He said he couldn't see?"
"There was a bright flash and I wasn't blinded, but he was."
She frowned and slipped her hand under Jack's head. Her eyebrows drew together. "That's weird." She looked up at him. "You didn't see anything hit him in the head?"
He shook his head. "He punched me a few times, but I tried not to hit him in the head. He did convulse twice."
"Okay. Do I need to restrain him?" She cut the cord on his wrists and started examining Jack's hands.
"I don't think so, if we can convince him that he's on base."
She grunted and stripped Jack's boots off. "You made a mess of his laces." She kicked the boots into the wall out of the way. "How bad are you injured, Daniel?"
Laying back on the bed, he turned on his side so he could watch Jack. "I think Jack broke a rib on my left side and I got punched in the head a few times. My left hand is half-numb."
She glanced up from Jack to look at him. "Can you wiggle your fingers?"
He wiggled to demonstrate. "Yes."
"Okay, we'll worry about that in a little bit then. What about your ribs? Sharp pain? Feel like it is poking anything?"
"No, more like it is badly bruised, so I'm not even sure it is broken."
She took a blood draw kit from a nurse. "I'll handle the Colonel. Ask the General for extra guards equipped with zats for the hallway." The nurse nodded and hurried away. Janet looked at him. "Daniel, I'm going to try to wake him. I'd like to you help talk to him if you feel up to it."
"I'll help." Daniel pulled his pants back on and went to stand near Jack's shoulder.
"Alright, stay quiet unless I ask you to speak." Janet stood on the other side further back and called Jack's name. After a few times, Jack jerked just slightly and lay just like he'd been laying before. Janet continued to call Jack's name as she pointed at him.
Daniel nodded he started to say something, but Janet shook her head at him.
Without opening his eyes, Jack felt the sheet underneath him.
"Hi, Colonel, I'm Dr. Fraiser. Do you remember me?"
Jack's eyebrows knit together. "Should I?"
Janet's face went neutral and Daniel knew this wasn't going to go well.
Jack rubbed on one wrist with his other hand. "You going to ask those fucking neurological questions?"
"Well, I don't think it'll do any good. I can tell your head is still messed up."
As Jack reached up and rubbed the ear Daniel had twisted as he lifted his eyebrows. "Really? How can you tell?"
Janet scribbled on Jack's chart. "Mostly, you don't cuss very often. How's your eyes?"
"Can't see."
"Alright. I'm going to order a scan of your head, but you have to promise me that you won't hurt any of my staff. Your word of honor, Jack."
"How bad did I hurt the kid...Daniel? How bad?"
Janet looked up at him and Daniel frowned at her. "He might have a broken rib and he's got a lot of bruising. Do you remember fighting him?"
Jack blinked a couple of times and rubbed the side of his face. "Yeah. He was a tough little shit."
"Well, he learned part of that from you."
"Yeah?" Jack laid his hands on his stomach and fingered the blanket Janet had laid on him. "You're my doctor?"
"Yes, Jack."
Nodding, Jack closed his eyes and threw his arm over them. "I might need stitches."
Janet looked at him and Daniel frowned back. "Alright. Where?"
Jack flapped his hand. "My ass."
Daniel stayed quiet as Janet's eyes went round. "You think this is the Gulf War, sir?"
Jack sighed and moved his arm back down. "I thought you were skipping that neuro shit."
"Right, right." Janet briskly slapped a button on the wall. "You're head is more pressing. After I get you scanned we'll take a look, okay?"
"Okay." Jack took the water Janet had doused and handed to him. "Can I talk to Daniel?"
Janet glanced at him and patted Jack's shoulder. "Just as soon as he wakes up."
****
When Janet came and motioned for him to follow, Daniel jumped at the chance. He'd was tired of talking to Sam and Teal'c had been okay, but Daniel could tell he was worried too. Following Janet, Daniel was lead into her office. "How bad is it?"
She sighed and snapped on a monitor and pulled up several scans. "It isn't good. This is a scan of his brain." She pointed to the huge bright spot on one scan. "This is far more activity than there should be. It looks like his brain is rewiring itself and has stopped listening to Jack's ocular nerve while it does so." She pointed at a different spot. "This spot is doing it too. I think that's why Jack thinks he's in the Gulf War."
"Can you do anything about it?"
Janet shook her head. "Not much. He says he hasn't convulsed, so my guess is that one of those episodes caused the activity. I could put him into a coma and see if it settles down. I'd rather just wait it out." She looked at him. "He's asking for you. I don't want to ask you to go into a room with him if you aren't up to it."
He blinked. "Why wouldn't I be up to it?"
She cocked her eyebrow at him. "He's beaten you up, Daniel."
"Only because he's sure he's been captured and that he can't trust anyone." He stood up and spread his hands. "Janet, I'm the only person he's had to talk to until Sam and Teal'c got there. Sam didn't endear herself to him and Teal'c is quiet, which would be fine if Jack could see."
"You on the other hand are a chatter box with a bruised larynx. That's a lot better."
"He trusts me more than anyone else at the moment. He's just waiting for a chance to escape."
She sighed. "Alright, come on."
They approached one of the isolation rooms and Janet flipped on the monitor and shook her head. "He's out of bed."
Daniel glanced at the empty screen and gestured to the card swipe panel. "Let me in."
"If he kills you I'm going to be very mad at you." She swiped her card. "No recording and no sound unless a button is pressed."
Daniel patted her shoulder and pushed the door open a crack. "Jack? Can I come in?" There was no answer and Daniel stepped into the room, twisting his boots on the floor just enough to make them squeak. "Jack?"
From behind the door, Jack appeared with a scowl. "You are an elephant."
Daniel grinned and took Jack's forearm to lead him towards a couch someone had brought in. "Just trying to not to get killed by you." He got Jack to lay down on it and sat himself next to Jack's head. The couch was long and Daniel wondered for a moment where it had come from. "Janet says your brain is working too hard."
"Yeah. No wonder I've got a headache."
"I thought that was from me."
Jack laughed and rubbed his ear. "Nah. You made my ear sore. She said I cracked your rib."
"Hairline fracture. I'll be fine. How's your eyes?"
With a snort, Jack reached a hand up and felt along Daniel's leg. "They are intact, so they should work again when my brain settles down."
Daniel watched Jack's hand roam. "That's good. You still think I'm not real?"
"Leaning towards solid, but I don't know about real. You're really...different."
He swept a finger down Jack's bare arm, following the vein. "Is different good?" He'd gotten used to Jack being a tactile person, but this was rather ridiculous.
"Maybe." Jack closed his eyes. "It smells right here."
"We could get you some food, if you wanted something?"
Jack tilted his head back. "Steak?"
Daniel grinned. "I could try to talk Janet into it."
He relaxed and his hand started up Daniel's side. "Nah. What about you?"
"I'm fine."
"I get the idea you say that a lot." Jack's hand slid around his arm and Daniel tried to ignore it. "You're civilian, right?"
"Yes." Daniel tried not to shiver as Jack danced his fingers down his arm. "What are you doing?"
"Checking." Jack blinked a few times and tilted his head back. "Making sure you're you."
"Okay." Daniel rubbed his thumb across the inside of Jack's elbow. "Convinced yet?"
With a grin, Jack pulled his hand away. "Nope."
Shaking his head, Daniel relaxed back into the couch. "Why don't you try to sleep?"
"Stay?"
He patted Jack's shoulder. "Sure, Jack. I'll sit right here."
****
Daniel got Sam to bring him work from his office and he settled in to wait. Jack was twitching in his sleep every few minutes, but it wasn't until he started to whimper that Daniel decided to try to wake him. He picked the heaviest book he had and snapped it closed, pulling it up to deflect Jack...Who only flinched and gasped. Daniel blew out a breathe. "You awake now, Jack?"
"Wha...Daniel?" Jack reached up and rubbed his head.
"Yes, Jack. You alright?"
"Uhm. Yeah." Jack felt along his legs and blinked up at Daniel. "Huh. Do you have brown hair?"
"Yes. Your eyesight is back?"
Jack rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "You're a light blob with fuzzy brown on top."
"Well, that's better than nothing. It'll come back."
Jack nodded and turned towards the back of the couch and slipped back into sleep. Daniel rubbed along Jack's spine for a while, trying to get him relaxed enough he wouldn't have more trouble sleeping.
****
Daniel knew Jack would avoid him after getting his memory back, but he hadn't expected Jack to retreat clear to his cabin. Moving slowly, Daniel walked around to the back of the cabin. There was Jack doing something with a fishing line. Daniel picked up and snapped a twig as he approached.
"Still an elephant, Daniel."
"I try." He sat on the dock next to Jack's lounge chair. "Hey."
"Hey." Jack pulled on his fishing line and glanced at him. "Sorry about before."
Daniel watched the surface of the pond. "Janet seems to think you don't remember anything after leaving the complex."
"Janet can remain blissfully unaware." Jack casted and leaned back. "I mean it, Danny. I..."
"Shut up, Jack." Daniel handed Jack his beer. "There's nothing you need to be sorry for. I'm not mad. I get it, Jack."
Taking a swig of his beer, Jack watched him as he sat the beer back down. "You shouldn't have to had to see me like that."
With a sigh, Daniel stood up. "I'm not getting pulled into an argument about what happened, Jack. I'm going inside."
"Hey." Jack turned and stared at him. "Get a chair and sit with me."
Daniel pulled another beer for Jack from his cooler and pulled a chair over. He watched Jack fish until Jack stilled. He stared out at the trees on the far side of the pond.
"I was a prisoner four months. It was...bad." Jack threw another cast. "I was drugged often enough that I made a friend in my head who kept me sane."
Daniel handed Jack his beer when he reached for it, but other than that he stayed quiet.
Jack pretended to fish for a long time. Then he reeled in and sat still for several moments. "You were right. I came home and pretended I was okay until it actually felt like it." He cast hard and Daniel wanted to comfort him, but knew that would stop Jack from talking. As the water stopped rippling, Jack sighed. "I would have killed you to get away."
"You really thought we were going the wrong direction."
"I was fuzzy. Part of the time I was sure you were important somehow, but I couldn't place why." Jack waggled his empty beer bottle at Daniel. "This is my sixth. I think I'd better quit now."
Daniel took the bottle. "Probably. Jack, why'd you talk to me so much if you didn't trust me?"
"It was a test." Jack pushed up from his chair. "Come on."
Following along behind, Daniel kept pace with Jack as he went into the cabin. Jack stripped off his jacket and Daniel followed suit. "Did I pass?"
Jack grabbing him up into a hug wasn't a complete surprise, but Daniel wasn't ready for Jack's words. "I could have killed you. You brave, stupid, crazy man." Jack tightened his hold for a second before pushing him back and holding onto his shoulders. "You passed."
Licking his lip, Daniel grinned. "Thanks, Jack." He started to pull away, but Jack grabbed his hand and drug him over to the couch. They sat down and Daniel tugged on his hand, but Jack refused to let go. "Huh, Jack?"
With his thumb, Jack rubbed along his wrist and outlined his thumb. He was watching their hands and Daniel wondered for a moment if Jack was actually okay.
Then Jack looked at him and Daniel got it. "Oh."
Jack snorted. "Oh? That's all you can say?"
Daniel smiled wide. 'No." He brought up his free hand and laid it on Jack's shoulder. "Jack, we don't have to do this."
With a frown, Jack leaned against him. "We don't, but I'd like to, Daniel." Jack blinked slowly. "I'm not that drunk."
Laughing, Daniel pulled Jack upright. "Sure you aren't. You are going to bed and we'll talk in the morning."
Jack let himself be pulled along. "We don't talk."
"Not out loud." Daniel sat Jack on the edge of his bed and pulled his sneakers off his feet. Pulling Jack's pants off, Daniel turned to find sleep pants and yelped as he got tackled from behind. They landed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Jack had twisted them in the air somehow and had ended up on top.
"Stay with me, Danny."
Sighing, Daniel looped an arm around Jack's back. "Okay, Jack, but we are going to sleep." Daniel pushed Jack off to the side. "Go brush your teeth and I'll change." Jack stuck out his lower lip. "That's the deal, Jack. Take it or leave it."
With a roll of his eyes, Jack stood up. "Don't run away. I don't want to have to track you down while I'm tipsy."
Shaking his head at Jack's back, Daniel stripped down and slipped on pants and a light t-shirt. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his bare toes. Jack wanting him wasn't something he'd given a lot of thought too. He'd noticed the way they were wasn't exactly normal, but he'd attributed it to them dying so much. Jack came back into the room looking like he was sober. Daniel stood. They watched each other until he turned and went to the bathroom.
****
Jack slid under the covers and listened to Daniel run water. He tested his numbness with the tips of his fingers and deemed that he wasn't too far gone. He'd just startled Daniel then. He could work with that. Maybe. He laid his arm over his face and tried not to panic. Daniel's weight dipped the bed as he sat down.
"I mean it, Jack. We don't have to start anything."
Jack snaked out his other arm and pulled on Daniel's arm. "Lay down and sleep." As he slid in beside him, Jack turned onto his side. "Slow would be good."
Daniel was watching him with that intensity he usually reserved for a tricky translation. "We can do that. Tomorrow." Then Daniel closed his eyes and relaxed.
Jack blinked. He couldn't fathom how Daniel manged it. He'd not trust him if he were Daniel. Yet, here Daniel was, not even upset at being chocked. Jack started. Hell, he'd chocked him. He'd not remembered that. Edging closer, Jack peered at Daniel's throat.
"Jack."
"Daniel"
"Jack. Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"
Grinning, Jack laid his hand on Daniel's shoulder, barely touching the front of Daniel's throat with his fingertips. "I'm sleeping."
"Close your eyes."
Jack did as Daniel ordered. He fell asleep to the soothing sound of Daniel's breathing broken by the occasional mutter in some language.
****
Daniel came awake to someone trailing their fingers across his stomach. His shirt had hiked up during the night. He rolled more onto his back and the fingers multiplied. "Hmm."
"Not drunk now, Daniel."
Blinking until his eyes cleared, Daniel looked down himself to find Jack mapping his visible skin with his fingertips. "Morning." His voice was hoarse again. He cleared his throat. "You're still here."
Jack gave him that look of I can't believe your big brain isn't in gear and then he smiled. "Yeah. I'll give you coffee if you lay still for a while for me."
With a small smile, Daniel lay his head back down onto his pillow. "Offer me a bribe like that and who could resist?"
Jack chuckled and went back to mapping his skin. Daniel drifted as Jack moved onto his arms. He woke up enough to sit up and strip off his shirt when prompted. He lay back and enjoyed Jack's fingers skimming across his skin. He tried not to wince when Jack touched a tender spot, but he should have known Jack would notice.
"Sorry."
"Hmm. 'Is okay." He rolled over and flung an arm out to wrap around Jack's hip where he'd tucked one leg underneath himself. "More."
"Pushy." Jack slid his fingers down Daniel's spine and swept out to his hips as the waist of his pants. As Jack started carefully sweeps up and down his back, Daniel sighed, turning his head to one side and slipping back into a doze.
Jack stopping roused him sometime later. He half-turned over to find Jack staring at him. "Jack?"
With a start, Jack smiled down at him. "Hey."
Daniel yawned. "Hey." He ran his hand up Jack's arm. "Okay?"
Jack nodded and pulled at his pants. "Take this off?"
Rubbing his hand through his hair, Daniel sat up. "Sure, in a minute." He stumbled out and down the hall to the bathroom. He came back to find Jack sitting on the bed picking at the hem of his pants. He stepped up beside Jack and hooked his thumbs in his waistband. "Everything or just the pants?"
Jack smiled up at him and Daniel was pleased to see it was a genuine smile and not one of Jack's fake smiles. Jack started to reach for him and stopped. "Everything?"
A little worried at Jack making it a question, Daniel nodded and turned, shoving his pants down over his hips. He kicked them off and folded them up. When there wasn't a reaction from Jack he did the same to his underwear. He lay down and bit his lip because Jack was staring again. "Okay?"
Jack nodded and reached out slowly. Daniel closed his eyes hoping Jack would feel safer. Daniel could feel Jack's fingers brush down the outside of his hip and then up the inside of his thigh. He let his legs fall apart. He gasped as Jack skimmed fingertips across his scrotum.
"You're smooth."
Daniel opened his eyes and looked down himself to find Jack looking intently at his skin. "What?"
Jack thumbed the skin of his scrotum where it met his thigh. "Your skin is smooth along here."
Then Daniel got it. He really needed coffee. "Oh. Yeah. Hairy though."
With a feral grin, Jack moved his fingers up to the base of his cock. "Don't care about that."
Daniel gasped and arched up as Jack ran his fingers lightly up Daniel's shaft. He grunted when Jack stopped touching him. Jack pulled on his arm and Daniel sat up. Jack rearranged them, putting Daniel against his chest. Daniel lolled his head onto Jack's shoulder as he took Daniel's cock back into his hand. With short strokes, Jack watched over his shoulder as he jacked him off. He turned his head towards Jack's neck and kissed him. Jack's grip tightened and his pace quickened.
Going slowly, Daniel sucked up a mark at the base of Jack's neck where he could cover it when he was in uniform. He pulled away and panted as he watched Jack's hand. When Jack pressed his thumb against the tip of Daniel's cock, Daniel throw back his head and came. He went limp in Jack's hold. Jack was panting in his ear and Daniel closed his eyes and turned into Jack's neck, his own chest heaving. Jack shifted him and Daniel muttered as Jack left the bed. Lifting his head, Daniel blinked at the open door.
Jack padded back in with a steaming cup of coffee and a washcloth. Daniel made grabby hands at the coffee. Jack laughed as he handed it over. Daniel hummed as he wrapped his hands around the cup as Jack ran the washcloth over him. "Your turn, Jack."
Jack glanced up from where he was rubbing the washcloth along Daniel's lower stomach. "I'm good."
Daniel narrowed his eyes as he took a sip of his coffee. "Really?" He sat the cup down on the dresser next to the bed. "Jack, tell me what's going on."
Waving the washcloth, Jack disappeared down the hallway. He came back and dropped to sit on the edge of the bed with a sigh. "I tried once. You know, with a guy. After the divorce." Jack rubbed his hands together. "I paid the medical bill."
Taking another drink, Daniel touched Jack's thigh with his foot. "I passed your test, Jack. You aren't going to hurt me."
****
Jack tried to relax as Daniel's toes dug into the outside of his thigh. "You can't be sure of that."
Daniel sat his coffee down and reached for him. "How about you quit worrying and take off your shirt?"
With a huff, Jack yanked his shirt off and let Daniel hover over him as he laid down. He kept his eyes on Daniel, who's fingers were skimming his stomach. He shifted his dog-tags as Daniel ran his hands up across his chest. After a while, Jack let his eyes wander. He closed his eyes as Daniel rubbed circles on his upper chest. Daniel brushed across his collarbone and Jack jerked away. Daniel stilled where he was at, hands resting carefully on his skin. "Sorry."
Daniel thumped him gently. "Don't be sorry. You know any triggers you could tell me?"
Jack blinked as Daniel skimmed a finger across the same collarbone. "I can't be on my stomach." He watched Daniel nod and sweep his hands back down his chest. "Don't pin me down."
"I can work with that." Daniel slipped a hand under his waistband. "I'm going to take just your pants right now." He eased them down and Jack lifted his hips to make enough room. Daniel settled beside him and to Jack's surprise started touching his legs. Jack relaxed as Daniel rubbed circles on his thighs. Daniel worked his way up and down Jack's body, carefully going back across any skin that made Jack tense. He fingered the scars at Jack's knees gently. Jack murmured as Daniel ran a fingertip across his collarbone.
"Now I'm going to take off your underwear, Jack."
Jack lifted his hips and tried to lay still as Daniel looked at him. He watched Daniel from half-closed eyes. "You aren't doing anything."
Daniel smiled at him. "Now who's pushy?"
He started to say something to that when Daniel blew across the base of his shaft. He lifted his head and watched Daniel finger him. He lingered over Jack's balls. Somehow Daniel managed to miss the few spots that were overly sensitive and Jack gasped as Daniel pressed on a patch of skin just right. He had to force himself not to thrust as Daniel started to jack him off. "Danny...oh."
"You're okay, Jack. I'm just touching you to make you feel good." Daniel blew air down onto his shaft and Jack jerked at the sudden change in sensation. "You can get away any time you want."
"Not going anywhere." Jack grabbed at the sheets as Daniel took the tip of his cock in his mouth. Daniel bobbed his head and all Jack could do was try to breathe. He tipped his head back as Daniel brought a hand up to rub as his balls. "Uh." Daniel hummed as he went down and Jack moaned as he came. Shaking, he watched Daniel pull off and stroke him to milk the last of his orgasm. He dropped back down and panted as Daniel smiled down at him.
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Daniel cleaned Jack's skin as the man snored. He'd been through a lot of crap the last week and a half. Daniel slipped into the bed and gathered Jack to him. After listening to Jack snore for a while longer, Daniel slipped his hand down to rub his fingers across Jack's scrotum. There were patches of rough skin, one spot that was a raised scar, and another with a dimple like something had been cut away. There was a faint scar near the base of Jack's cock too, but Daniel hadn't gotten a good look at it yet.
Feeling like he'd won something just because Jack had let him touch, Daniel pulled the covers tighter around them.
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Jack yawned and threaded his fingers through Daniel's hair. He stared at the ceiling as he listened to Daniel mutter against his skin. Happy Daniel was whole and in one piece, Jack turned until his nose was buried in Daniel's hair. He tightened his arm around Daniel and sighed.
"Jack? Too tight." Daniel shoved against him and Jack remembered he'd cracked Daniel's rib.
"Sorry." He loosened his hold and grinned when Daniel sprawled more across him. "Hey."
Daniel wiggled. "What?"
"What'ca doing?"
"Making myself comfortable." Daniel smiled against his skin. "Are you alright?"
Jack slid his hand up Daniel's back. "Yeah." This time he wasn't pretending. Daniel's weight wasn't making him feel trapped. It was rather novel. "Not going anywhere."
"Hmm. Good." Suddenly, Daniel pushed up and away from him. "Jack."
"What?" Jack rubbed the side of his face as Daniel frowned at him.
"We both know how dangerous our lives are." Daniel pushed himself up to sit cross legged by Jack's waist. "When you die I don't want you to not ascend just because you don't like the idea."
"Shit, Daniel." Jack shot upright and put his elbows on his knees. "I don't think I can. By myself."
"Then we'll just have to die together so I can help you." Daniel smiled at him and Jack was struck with how that smile lit up everything.
"You'd break that whole don't interfere rule for me, huh?"
Daniel pulled him close. "For you."
Jack leaned forward for a kiss and nearly toppled over as Daniel moved. "Daniel." Exasperated that Daniel was standing up, Jack reached out to capture his hand.
Daniel half-turned towards him. "I need to brush my teeth and shower. Want to join me?"
"I...can't." Jack fidgeted.
"Trigger?"
Jack shrugged. "Could be." He looked up at Daniel. "I could watch."
With a grin, Daniel pulled on his arm to get him to stand. "I promise not to get you wet."
Jack let Daniel pull him down the hallway and decided that maybe this time it would be okay. Even if Daniel was lying about getting him wet.
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