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Daniel Jackson Drabbles & Micro Fiction

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Why shouldn’t we give up the Stargate? One word: Sha’re. My wife is still out there and I’m not resting until I find her. I can’t believe Jack—that anyone—is even considering this. We’ve got people out there. This is insane.

But do they really have another choice? All of Earth leveraged against the hope of finding Sha're. How is that fair? How is it even something I could ask?

Jack—stoic and angry, emotions boiling at the surface—he'd do it if I asked. Which is why I shouldn’t—can't—ask.

It isn’t fair to wield such power.