Title: My True Love

Authoress: The Huntress

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Pairing: Jack/Daniel

Rating: PG13...First Time

Summary: Jack writes a poem about his true love

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: Mine? No. Would I share if I owned them? I doubt it. I am a greedy little slut.


My True Love
by The Huntress
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Jack's eyes glazed over as he took in the sight. 'Perfect,' he thought, 'you are absolutely, positively perfect.'

He went to his office, signed onto the internet and found the contest. He thought about what he had just seen and the words came with no problem, flying from his fingertips, onto his keyboard, into his PC....

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As I gaze at you my friend, I know you will protect me
You shine as no other, and I smile as I see you at my side
You have been with me since the very beginning
Traveled to so many places with me
I feel sometimes that you are a part of me, without you I am lost
To touch you is to know safety, to hold you divine
When we're away on business, I share my room with you
In the eves I see you and I am without fear
You keep me company when I am lonely
Listen to me when I speak, without any interruption
Together we are brave, strong, unstoppable
As long as you are here, I am unbreakable
Be with me always, never leave me

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Jack stopped typing and read what he had written. "Not Shakespeare, but it'll do." He went to get some pie and when he got back he saw Daniel sitting at his desk.

"Oh Jack," Daniel sighed.

"Danny, what are you doing at my computer?"

"I came in here to talk to you and I saw this. Do you really mean all of it?"

"Of course I do. It's for this poetry contest. You can win a trip to Disneyland."

"Are we going to go together?"

Jack did a double-take. "Daniel, I...."

Daniel got out of his seat, slowly walking to Jack.

Jack backed up until he was against the wall. "Daniel."

Daniel pressed against him, bracing his hands against the wall, lips brushing Jack's. "Just so you know, I feel the same way."

The kiss was electric and Jack felt his legs go weak. "Daniel that was...was...."

"Let's go home Jack."

"Okay Danny," he squeaked. "My place or yours?"

Daniel kissed him again. "Whatever you want lover."

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A few hours later they lay together, sweaty and satiated, Daniel in Jack's arms, Jack holding his precious bundle.

"I never had anyone write poetry for me before Jack. It was beautiful."

"I'm glad you liked it Danny. Now go to sleep. We have tomorrow off and I intend to tire you out some more."

"G'night Jack," Daniel murmured, snuggling close. "I love you."

"Good night, sweet Daniel. I love you too."

Jack smiled to himself.

If Daniel ever found out he was writing about his P-90 he was dead meat.



FIN