New Fic: Thin Ice

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Thin Ice
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Rated: PG-13
Category: Double drabble. Gen. Jack focus and POV.
Season: Any. Pre-Heroes.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Jack’s not as brave as he lets on. Of course, he’s also smarter than he seems, too.
Note: Written for the 2011 Ancient Obsessions December 10 Advent Prompt: Ice Skating.

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I’d like to think I’m a brave man, and I’ve got medals that are supposedly evidence of that, but deep down I know better. I’m well aware that “serving my country” means being shit-scared half the time, and you’d have to be insane not to be terrified of the things I’ve seen.

So, yeah. I get scared. A lot.

But didn’t Twain say courage is mastery of fear, not absence of it?

I’m not sure about “mastery,” but I get by, and I guess that’s what counts.

Of course, somebody else said discretion is the better part of valor, and right now I think they might be right.

Because while I really want to go home tonight, and while I know I’ll be just fine, I think staying here might be better for my health after all. At least that’s what ole Doc Fraiser’s glare says. It also says that little Napoleon is a half step away from ordering me restrained.

That’s a risk I don’t have to take, so I make the only sensible choice.

I say “Yes, ma’am,” and settle in for the night.

After all, I’m from Minnesota.

I know better than to skate on thin ice.

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