The door opened and shut, quick and loud, startling Daniel enough that he dropped the book in his hand, heart beating fast. When he saw it was Jack, relief ran through him and he gave Jack an irritated look. "What is with you? You scared me near to death."

Jack shrugged, hands in his pockets as he eyed Daniel. "Sorry."

"You don't look or sound very sorry," Daniel observed, bending over to pick up the book from the floor. When he straightened up, Jack was there, directly behind him. Frowning, he asked, "What?"

Jack plucked the book from his hands and answered slowly, "There's something I've been wanting to do for a few years now."

"What's that?" Daniel asked, edging back from the odd look in his friend's eyes.

In answer, Jack grabbed belt and hauled him forward. One hand wound around Daniel's waist while the other gripped the back of his neck to bring him in for a kiss.

At first, Daniel was too shocked to do anything, then he began to struggle. After a moment, Jack released him and Daniel staggered away, getting some distance between them. Swallowing, Daniel demanded, "What the hell was that about?"

Jack gave him another shrug. "What do you think?"

Frowning at the blase tone, Daniel began to suspect something was very wrong and backed away from Jack. "Ah, I'm not sure. On the surface, you kissed me."

"Wasn't just surface, Danny-boy, it was all the way through," Jack stated.

"Okay. Um...why?"

"Because I felt like it."

Eyebrows raised, Daniel asked, "You're risking twenty years of a career because you felt like kissing me?"

Jack thought about it, then nodded. "Yep."

"Jack, what's going on? This isn't like you," Daniel said, his nerves stretching taut at the look in Jack's eyes. He'd seen that look on other faces his entire life. He had never once expected, and certainly never wanted, to see it on Jack's.

"Nothing's going on Daniel. I've just wanted to fuck you for a long time and thought this would be a good opportunity."

Daniel flinched at the bald statement and placed the workbench between them. "Jack, I, ah, I don't know where you got the idea that I'd...well...reciprocate this, but I don't."

"Ask me if I care."

Horror and fear in equal parts flooded Daniel at the flat, matter-of-fact tone, and he looked around for a weapon. The phone was on the other side of the room and Daniel knew he'd never get to it before Jack was on him. "Jack, something's obviously happened to you. We need to get to Janet before, before something happens that you'll regret."

Jack shrugged and replied, "I'm only going to regret that you won't remember this."

"I'll remember everything, Jack. Whatever it is that you're planning to do, I'll never forget it."

Or forgive, hung in the air between them.

Jack looked at him with bitter eyes. "Do you know what it's like to want someone you can never have? To be by their side, every single day and never have them even consider that you might be acceptable? To know that you're not what they want, even if you're damn sure you're what they need? That's me, Daniel. Your best friend. The man you never once gave another look to, despite the affair with Davis that told me you should be looking."

Daniel jumped at the accusation and the slam of the book in Jack's hand to the desk.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" Jack asked softly, with menace. His dark eyes were deadly as they held Daniel's. "Did you think that I wouldn't see that way the two of you looked at each other? It's a damn good thing that he's not here right now, because if he was, he'd be dead."

Fear was fast overtaking the horror as Jack moved closer. This wasn't the man he knew, this wasn't the man he trusted with his life.

"See, we don't have a lot of time here. If Teal'c finds out, he'll probably kill me," Jack continued, conversationally. "Because he will remember, and he loves you. He's willing to let you be, to let you go on your oblivious way. I'm not. Not anymore. But I told him he should go out and see the world a little and he did, so it's just the two of us. "

Daniel had no warning. Jack jumped over the workbench, using it as a pivot, his feet slamming into Daniel's chest. Flying backwards, Daniel slammed into the wall, his breath gone and darkness tinging his vision. The floor came up too quick to stop it, and his head connected painfully with the cold tile.

When the darkness receded, Daniel found his hands bound behind his back and a gag in his mouth. He was somehow bent forward and strapped into place over the desk, the edge of it cutting into his abdomen. He could feel the air against his bare skin and fear sliced through him. He tried to speak around the gag, but couldn't, only muffled sounds were audible.

Jack came up behind him, his hands sliding over Daniel's ass in a rough, heavy caress as he asked, "Do you know how long I've wanted this? Not exactly like this, of course, I'd prefer you willing and spreading your legs for me in a bed somewhere, but I know that's never going to happen."

A finger pushed inside Daniel's ass and his breathing grew rapid as he realized that this was really going to happen. Jack was going to rape him, right like this. Struggling was futile, because he couldn't move, but he tried anyhow.

"Daniel, relax or this is going to hurt you a lot more than it otherwise would. You know that," Jack chided. "I don't have any lube, by the way, wanted to feel every bit of your skin holding my cock. So unless you want to get ripped apart, I suggest that you relax."

Who was this monster who had taken his best friend's form? Daniel wondered desperately. There was no way that the Jack O'Neill he knew would do something like this! Then Jack's finger twisted and he whimpered in fear and anticipated pain. Jack kicked his legs further apart and pushed a second finger inside, twisting and scraping inside.

"God, you're so fucking tight, Daniel, I knew you would be," Jack said, lust coloring his voice. "And you're mine, Danny, all mine. I know that you're a person who doesn't give trust easily, so I think I'm going to make sure that no one else lives up to your expectations. I'm going to fuck you now, and I'm going to be the last person who does. Ever."

The threat in Jack's voice was unmistakable and Daniel shuddered in revulsion and pain as the fingers continued to work him. He cried out against the gag, trying to tell Jack that he didn't want this, that it was unforgivable. He wasn't sure if Jack heard and disregarded the words, or just didn't make them out.

Then Jack's cock was at his ass and shoving inside. Pain flared through him as the other man just pushed in all at once, all the way, forcing the muscles aside as the cock entered him. Daniel shouted in pain, but he was again ignored as Jack pulled out and thrust back inside, grunting with the effort.

"So good," Jack breathed against his ear in a mockery of sweet nothings. "You're so good, Daniel, knew you would be. So tight around my cock, so tight and hot. Love your hole, Danny, love your body. So fucking incredible."

Sobbing against the pain and violation of everything he'd ever held as truth and trust in the one person who'd never before hurt him in such a way, Daniel sagged against the desk. There was nothing he could do except feel; feel every savage thrust, every slap of Jack's balls against his upper thighs, every hot breath on the back of his throat as Jack panted.

"Can't last, Danny, gotta come inside you, gotta make you mine all the way," Jack gasped.

Daniel prayed that he could make it. It wasn't long, as Jack promised, but it felt like an eternity that the other man fucked him with long, hard thrusts. Jack sped up, hips snapping painfully against Daniel's ass, almost as painfully as Jack's hands gripping his hips to keep him in place. Then Jack was shooting inside him, the come almost a balm against pained muscles, lubricating his anus at long last. He moaned with pain and despair when he realized that Jack was still hard, that he hadn't softened hardly at all.

Jack sucked his spine, licking and nipping along the muscled torso as he regained his breathing. He sighed deeply and said, "I knew you'd be just like that, Danny. Perfect. I can't get enough of you and since I've got at least a few more minutes, I think I can give it another go. What do you think?"

Shaking his head, forehead pressed to the cool wood, Daniel only shook with tears. The physical wasn't nearly as bad as what Jack had just done to his heart.

"Too bad, Danny-boy, because I'm not going to miss a second of this opportunity," Jack said viciously.

Daniel moaned as Jack jerked his cock hard inside him. He suctioned his ear against his arm, trying not to hear the words Jack was saying as he shoved repeatedly inside Daniel, growing unbelievably harder and more painful.

"I'm going to have you so many times, Danny, and you'll never remember. I'm going to fuck you until you bleed for me, just for me. I bet you've never had someone love you that much, have you?"

Then Jack stopped talking and took Daniel's shoulder into his mouth, biting hard enough to break the skin. Daniel jerked in shock as pain blazed through him. Jack sucked at the wound as his hips sped up and then he came again, seed so profuse that it spilled out of Daniel's ass, even though his cock still remained lodged inside.

Breathing heavily, Jack rested his forehead on Daniel's back. Placing a strangely tender kiss on Daniel's earlobe, he whispered, "Love you, Danny, love you so much."

Daniel's heart broke completely at that, and he sobbed freely, drawing in gasping, shuddering breaths because it was true. He could hear the love in Jack's voice, the need and love mixed with longing.

* * * *

Coming awake with a shout, Daniel shuddered violently and ran for the bathroom. He barely made it to the toilet before throwing up. Halfway through, he felt a large, warm hand on the small of his back and jerked away from the touch, even though he couldn't say anything. When not even bile was left to come out, Daniel panted and sobbed, forehead pressed to the cool porcelain.

"Daniel Jackson, what is wrong?"

An incredible sense of relief surged through Daniel at the deep voice and he finally looked up, now that he knew it wasn't Jack standing there. Without thinking, he lurched to his feet and threw his arms around Teal'c.

After a startled moment, strong arms surrounded him and Daniel just let everything out. All the fear and pain and humiliation and confusion. He couldn't understand where the dreams were coming from. Why would he imagine such a sick and twisted facet to his best friend? Why did the other man's touch now fill him with an unholy terror?

Finally, the tears stopped and Daniel struggled to control his breathing. He felt the soothing touch of Teal'c's hand over his back and didn't want to move.

"What has happened?"

"I don't know," Daniel gasped at last, not relinquishing his hold around the Jaffa's waist. Unable to meet Teal'c's gaze, he continued, "I keep having nightmares, awful, awful nightmares...about Jack."

Teal'c stilled under him for a brief moment, the hand stopping its motion. "What about O'Neill?"

Ashamed, Daniel mumbled, "He's...forcing me."

"Forcing..."

Daniel nodded, miserable, as he continued, "I'd almost say they were repressed memories only...there's no way something like that could happen here. Not on the base."

"Are you saying that O'Neill raped you, Daniel Jackson?"

"Yes," Daniel whispered. "So many times. But he wouldn't! He wouldn't. And if he did, God, I would remember it!"

Teal'c's arms tightened gently around him and he rumbled, "Be easy, Daniel, I will never let anything happen to you."

For some reason, Daniel heard a silent 'again' in that statement. And though he knew it was impossible that anything had happened the first time, that these were just hideous nightmares, it relaxed him enough to raise his eyes. "I'm sorry, Teal'c. I didn't mean to cry on you like that."

"An apology isn't necessary, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c said softly, a finger trailing over Daniel's cheek.

Jack's voice whispered meanly in his mind, Because he will remember, and he loves you. He's willing to let you be, to let you go on your oblivious way...

Shock ripped through Daniel and he realized that despite the horror of the nightmare, he saw that that was right. Mouth gaping open, Daniel whispered, "Teal'c...I..."

"Be easy, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c repeated, dark eyes warm and open, filled with concern and love. "I am content and expect nothing from you save the friendship I already treasure."

Not knowing what he could possible say or do, Daniel simply buried his face against the broad chest against and held on. Teal'c's arms remained in place and a gentle kiss was pressed to Daniel's hair. For the first time since the nightmares had begun weeks before, Daniel began to relax, feeling safe and protected.

Outside his line of sight, hidden by Teal'c's massive body, Jack stood in the bathroom doorway.

Teal'c met his gaze and the two warriors stared at each other.