FarEscape the Past: In hope of a brighter future.

A/N: Hope ya enjoying this. Oh and forgot one thing, this was written BEFORE Cameron came into the picture of Sg1. I made his character alot like John Critchon on Farscape(BIG FAN). Enjoy.
Warning: SELF LOVING
Disclaimer: No harm meant toward Lacuna Coil for use of their In a Reverie album lyrics. Just great music. No harm toward SG1. etc.. enough said!


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A while later~~

To Myself I Turned

I have you in my dreams at night

you were holding my hands

then I awake and I realize that

you're not mine


Another night.

Another day with out you.

Time to get out of bed and I head straight into the bathroom to take care of business.

Rubbing the tire from my eyes, I don't notice right away: But soon I see as I glance

into the mirror I can't believe what I don't see.

NO dried tear tracks down my face.

And to come to think about it, my pillow was not dretched once again in my tears.

Though there are still noticible lines under my eyes.

I scratch at my beard.

It's starting to really annoy me. Maybe it's time to shave it off?!

Nah. I don't think so, at least yet.

Not ready quite for that.

It's weriod, but it's a kinda safety net. Jack hated facial hair on me.

Soon though.

I think I'm getting better.

Though I still miss you.

And I can't believe I actually miss Sam, at least a little. But nowhere near as much as much as you.

Shaking my head. Get Jack out of your mind. This is not the way to start the morning. Think of anything. Anything else but Jack O'Neill.

Thank god, We're finally going to start traveling through the gate once again. The piles and piles of translations and the teachings were starting to drive me nuts.

I need the gate.

I need a new world to visit.

I need..

I need ..alot of things.

Wish we could go back to the way it once was.

...

Have the friendship we once shared... But that is long in the past.

Teal'c has been heaven sent. He's been a shoulder to cry on. A ear when I need him. He's been everything that you once was.

Shaking my head.. Clear out those thoughts. Stop being so pathetic. Get over it, Daniel.

He didn't love you. He never did. You were nothing but a 'Fuck buddy.'

Knowing it or not.

And I don't think I'm in love with you anymore.

My heart was too hurt to love someone who wouldn't handle it with care.

But, I still love you.

I totally get it now.

Now to take a shower and handle my not so little morning problem.

Making my way to the shower, I turn the knob to get it to the warm temperature I like it.

I push down my boxers and step into the shower. Moving under the shower head, I grab my shampoo and wash it into my scalp. Hair not being so long anymore, saves alot of money on shampoo. This one bottle will last a month.. Maybe longer.

I grab the soap and lather it on my body. Soon my hand finds its way to my rock hard erection. It's been too long since anyone has touched me there.

Just been me and my right hand for months now.

Slowly, I slide the palm of my hand along my length. The water pulsing on my body and my hands movement have me two seconds from blowing.

I play with the slit. My fingers dipping inwards as I pull my other hand to move in a jerking motion.

I drop the soap and take my other hand and start to move toward my back. Playing with my back side, I let my finger slowly enter and then another: Scissoring myself to the movement of my other hand.

I feels so good. And yet lasts too short of a time.

A face flashes in my mind as I speed up the thrusts. Hips jerking forward.

White burns in my retinas as I come hard.

Those eyes.

That face.

The brillant smile.

Damn! This is not good.

I know I have to move on, but...

Can I really go through this again?

Okay. Breathe.

Crap!