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Prologue While a storm raged outside, the members of SG-1 were safe inside Jack’s living room. Pizza boxes were strewn about as well as empty beer bottles. It was the first time they had had a chance to hang out together since Daniel’s return. Jack smiled into his beer; everything in his world was perfect. Well, not everything. His love life wasn’t exactly in great shape, but that was through no real fault of his own. His life just wasn’t compatible with the young woman who had captured his affections. Plus, he was twenty years her senior. It kind of put a crimp in any plans of pursuit. Other than that tiny flaw, his world was perfect. Daniel was human again and most of his memory had returned. At least, enough that he had stopped calling him Jim. But his surrogate family was whole once again. Sure, Jonas had been a good kid. He was bright, eager to please, and by the end had proven to be a valuable member of the team and the SGC. But it had never been the same. There had been a hole that only Daniel could fill. His teammates’ laughter washed over him as he took another swig of his beer. There was a knock at his door and he frowned as he checked his watch. It was after eleven, way too late for somebody to be dropping by for a courtesy visit. He rose from his chair and crossed to the front door. He slowly opened it and was surprised at the drenched figure standing on his front step. “Buffy?” “She’s dead, Jack.” “Who? Who’s dead?” “Dawnie. My baby sister is dead.” Undertow Menu Chapter One |
