As promised, here is the last leg of our journey. Thank you for taking the ride with me and thank you to those who left feedback, it means a lot to me.

Btw., this fic was created from an idea I had. We saw many times proof of Jack knowing A LOT of personal information on Hammond and his family. There was even a scene where Tessa and Kayla greeted him in a way that showed they knew him extremely well and that Jack was constant figure in their household. They called him Uncle Jack (it's not so remotely possible they'd call their stepfather that...). So, this fic is my alternate explanation for how it was so. And I personally, strongly believe this option is much better than canon in which Jack was alone and lonely, being strung along for years by Sam before she dropped him for Pete, and given an only very brief taste of a relationship again before it was over all too soon (Kerry), for over 10 years before he was brutally killed. To do that to a character you must really hate him.

It was Jack's killing that finally sealed the deal about this show for me, I've been struggling the last few years to watch it, but after they killed Jack there is no way I'll re-watch another episode of it ever again, much less watch another movie they make.

Yeah, I know SG-1 went back to undo it, but still... they'd KILLED him, they had not only come up with such a barbaric idea, but had actually followed through on it. It just proved to me further what I've been suspecting for years, especially after Seasons 7 and 8 (which, looking back, had been the sign that it would've been better if I left the show behind for good, nothing that came with and after it had been good, it just went downhill), that TPTB actually hated Jack and wanted to get rid of him in the ugliest way possible. Perhaps they hated RDA and the only way they could have their petty revenge was by going after the character he played. It would explain why they doomed him to a lonely existence in the city he hated most, no friends and no girlfriend/wife, and then brought him back to either mock JS ship or to kill him.

Only with fanfic will I follow it, but that's only because fanfic offers the chance to create an alternate, much better, universe of the official one.

A thought: isn't it sad that for most fans it's fanfiction and not the show's canon that gives them what their fav shows and the show's TPTB promised for years?

From all the shows I've watched in my life, it was only Farscape that in the end gave it's fans what they promised at first and/or through the majority of the show. And, thinking of the final scene of PeaceKeeper Wars, they went full-out and gave their fans more than the fans themselves could've imagined. Hell, I had shivers going up and down my back watching John and Aeryn name their son and introduce him to the universe.

On the other hand, they started showing House MD these past few months here and I got immediately sucked into the House/Cameron UST and love they had going. Only to be completely disappointed when I saw on the net they completely dropped Hameron, acting as if it never existed, and now are pushing Chameron (yuck) and Huddy (yikes), with House and Cameron now completely unrecognizable, down our throats. I know some of you probably disagree with me on this, but not only do I honestly feel this way, I'm also trying to make a point.

The point (pessimistic, true, but it's been born of 20+ years of experience): if you're watching a show because you ship the pairing they started with and/or had through most of the show, you're guaranteed to be let down and disappointed in the end. Better to just watch it without getting emotionally involved and especially not ship.

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ALMOST 2 YEARS LATER, AUGUST 1969

SG-1 was sitting around the camp fire, all were silent as they mulled over their predicament. Sam was pensive, still trying to figure out what she'd calculated wrong, Teal'c was impassive and impossible to read, Daniel was thinking about something furiously and Jack was solemn, thinking of his family and hoping he'd get back to them. In less than 30 years, of course.

He could still so clearly remember that fateful evening, the moment his boss had laid eyes on him. George had been stunned, Alyx had been surprised and Jack.... well, Jack had been petrified. He knew full well that the portly General had a sizable armory in his own home and, worse, was a Texan, which meant he still believed in the old ways.... what god did wrong, Colt can make right.

After Hammond had gotten over the initial upset and rage upon hearing the news of his daughter's marriage to his 2IC he'd calmed down and refrained from killing Jack. Barely.

Jack's life expectations had been further increased by the awakening of Tessa and Kayla who had taken to Jack immediately. They were great kids and Jack had felt the first stirrings of paternal emotions for them from that first second.

It had been a mutual decision to keep the news from everybody at work, the SGC didn't need any bogus complaints over favoritism if the public knew the CO and the 2IC were related by marriage.

Especially since in fact it was just the opposite: Hammond was observing Jack very closely and the younger man knew a wrong step could have grievious consequences. He could still remember when his new father-in-law had taken him aside that evening.

"Be warned, Colonel, you hurt my daughter or grand-daughters and you won't live long enough to regret it." this was Hammond's version of the old 'You make my daughter cry and I'll make you cry' speech that every father is entitled to. "You try to use your new marriage as a leverage at work, I hear there's an opening for a toilet-cleaner at McMurdo Station. And since they don't allow family members there, such a transfer wouldn't affect my daughter and the girls. On the other hand, you do everything right and we'll get along. You screw up and you'll wish you've never been born."

Honestly, it was much better than Jack had expected, for he knew he would've been harsher to his daughter's new husband in this situation. Besides, it wasn't as if he ever had the intention of hurting his new wife or her kids, nor would he ever try to exploit his familial situation at work. He honestly liked and respected Hammond and even when he disagreed with the man's opinion or had to raise an objection in his role of SG-1's CO and SGC's 2IC he always remained professional and respectful. There was no way he would ever be insubordinate towards the man, Jack saved that behaviour for the people who truly deserved it, like Kinsey, Samuels, Simmons, Maybourne, snakeheads and the occasional alien, for occasions no-one ever blamed him being insubordinate, because the others were feeling the same.

For the first year Jack had had no guilt over keeping the secret of his marriage from his team-mates, they were not close and didn't become really good friends until they went against every order imaginable and saved Earth from Apophis' two ships. After that... well, he'd hidden worse things from his own family during his life, so hiding his marriage from people who were just friends didn't even register on the radar. On the other hand he resented that he had to hide the details of his job from yet another wife and family. When would he finally be free to share his entire life with the woman he'd married?

Jack didn't think the time would ever come and it made him sad.

It had been half a year since he, Alyx, Tessa and Kayla had become a real family, half a year since he'd adopted the twins and they'd all moved in together into his house, more than year and a half since that fateful night he and Alyx had gotten drunk.

He and Alyx had a good, solid relationship going, they trusted each other, supported each other, respected each other and had even come to love one another. The sex was great, too.

Everytime he went out on a mission he missed them all and worried about them. Now it was even worse. Had they been stranded on some planet the SGC could've asked their allies for help. But they weren't stranded on a planet, they were stranded in time. He didn't know if he'd ever see his family again and the thought of that possibility tortured him. If they couldn't get back they'd have to spend the rest of their lives in the past and by the time they'd be allowed to pop back up at the SGC he'd be over 70, if he was even still alive. Alyx would still be 31...

How would he survive 30 years without his family? What would he do if he lived long enough to go back? What would happen to his marriage? How would Alyx take her husband suddenly aging 32 years? How would she take being married to a literal old man at her young age? How would Tessa and Kayla take it? He and Alyx had started talking about having a baby of their own just a month ago. How would he survive losing his family again?

He knew SG-1 would have to disappear out of the society. They wouldn't even be allowed to settle down in that time and try to lead normal lives, because that way they'd mess up the timeline. Even getting involved with someone would jeopardize the timeline... for example, they could get involved with someone who was supposed to marry someone else; thus preventing that original couple from having a child or a grandchild or a great-grandchild that would eventually become the first president of human race or the person finding cure of cancer, or something like that.

Teal'c would eventually be taken over by his larva and they'd be forced to kill him, which would leave only Sam, Jack and Daniel. Sam and Daniel were too much like siblings to ever start a romantic, much less sexual relationship, no matter what the isolation they'd be in, and while Sam had gotten much better since he'd met her and he liked her and respected her as a friend, person and officer a lot now, Jack just couldn't imagine breaking his marriage vows for her and cheat on Alyx with Carter. Jack was not a man who would EVER cheat on the woman he was with, he was loyal and faithful to a fault. Besides, Sam had that thing with Martouf. And with Nareem. And with an occasional alien or guest star of the week.

There was no way for either one of them, they'd have to spend the next 30 years in isolation as bachelors.

Together in their loneliness...

It was Daniel who finally broke the depressing silence, ripping Jack out of his morose musings, and mentioned something he'd wanted to know for more than a year.

"So, tell us, Jack, how come you know so much about the General and his family?" he challenged, pushing his glasses up. They immediately slid down again.

Jack froze. "What do you mean, Daniel?"

Daniel took his glasses off and started polishing them. "Well, you know the names of his grandchildren, how his wife died, what he was doing when Apollo-11 was launched... This is all awfully personal information about someone who is just your CO."

That second Jack knew it was time to come clean with his team. He knew them and knew he could trust them with everything now, well except for the classified parts of his life, and knew they wouldn't tell the secret to anyone. They'd always thought of the SGC as just one big happy family. Soon, very soon, they would find out just how right they'd always been.

"What do you say, guys, about a team-night at my place when we get back home?"

They WOULD get home. The other option was not acceptable to Jack.

The surprise on the faces of his team-mates was quite obvious. "Your place?" of course it was Daniel who asked. "That's a first..."

"Um, yeah." Jack answered "Thought it was time."

There was murmuring as the other two agreed, that was broken by

"Jack! You still haven't told me how you know!"

"Shut up, Daniel..."

THE END

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