Challenge: Sacrifice
Last Revised: April 9, 2007

Summary: One can’t survive with only half a heart and soul…
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, wish I did.
Genre: General
Rating: T, for now.
Ship: Sydney/Sky

AN: Set AFTER Impact, this is how Syd and Sky deal with the sacrifice Jack almost made, and the one Sky would have probably made if he’d had to.

 

You sheltered me from harm.

You kept me warm, you kept me warm

You gave my life to me

You set me free, you set me free

The finest years I ever knew

Were all the years I had with you

 

And I would give anything I own,

Give up me life, my heart, my home.

I would give everything I own,

Just to have you back again.

 

You taught me how to love,

What a time, what a time

You never said too much,

But still you showed the way,

And I knew from watching you.

Nobody else could ever know

The part of me that can't let go...

 

...Is there someone you know,

You're loving them so,

But taking them all for granted.

You may lose them one day,

Someone takes them away,

And they don't hear the words you long to say

-- NSYNC, Everything I Own --

 

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The stars were so bright to her weary eyes.  They were beautiful and made her ache for the days of her childhood when things had been oh so simple.  And then the memories of the day’s events came crashing down on her, causing the stars to blur in her sight from the tears that welled in her eyes; tears she viciously swiped away with the back of her hand.  She hadn’t wanted to send him on his mission with tears, but she had.  She’d promised herself during that fight, when she felt her heart break at the emotion in his voice when he told them of Jack’s sacrifice, that she would be brave, that she wouldn’t cry for what hadn’t happened.

 

A gust of wind caused her to curl further into the blanket she had draped around her.  She was on the roof of the academy, hoping to find a little time to let her own fears out without everyone bugging her for being a cry baby.  She felt horrible, not just scared.  She’d been so relieved Sky was fine, that the fact that Jack had made a sacrifice hadn’t registered until much later.  And then they’d learned he was safe, and yet, all she could think about was what if Sky had made that sacrifice?  Would he have lived as Jack had, or would she be getting ready for the funeral of the man she loved?  Would she have been the one to go to Sky’s mother and tell the poor woman her son had died in the line of duty, just like his father?

 

Sometimes, she briefly considered whether the sacrifices they made as Rangers were worth it.  She knew they were, because ultimately, even if they gave up their lives, at least the world would be safe.  It was hard to argue the logic behind the needs of many out weighing the needs of the few.  It was also hard to argue with the heart that was inside of her, the one that screamed its discontent at the thought of losing not only her friends, but of losing Sky.

 

She shivered briefly, and thought about heading back in, but she wasn’t ready, not just yet.  No, she needed a few more minutes to calm down before the others ended up barraging her with a million questions.  She was just starting to fall asleep when she heard the door to the roof shut.  Carefully, she turned her head in its direction and saw a familiar figure heading toward her, dressed in gray sweats and a blue t-shirt.  “You’re still out here?” he asked when he sat down next to where she was curled in a ball.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Since I don’t think you’re ready to talk about whatever’s bugging you, would you like some company?”

 

“I don’t care,” she murmured, then shivered again when the wind made itself known again.  “Stupid wind keeps picking up.”

 

“Come here,” he told her, motioning for her to come to him.  Syd sighed and pushed up before crawling over to him.  She was surprised when he pulled her into his lap and then wrapped her blanket around them both, so that she was between it and him.  He didn’t mind the wind making his back cold, so long as he had Syd in his arms.

 

The sat together, quiet, for a long time.  Sydney finally turned just enough that she could lay her head on his shoulder and fisted a hand in his shirt while he leaned his head on top of hers and the two looked up at the brilliant shooting stars that were still in the sky from the destruction of the meteor earlier that day.  “I kept my promise.”

 

“And still managed to scare the life out of me, thank you very much,” she told him.  “Not to mention Jack’s little stunt scared ten years off my life.”

 

“You know its part of being a Ranger; we all knew that the day we accepted our morphers.”

 

“My mind understands that, it’s just my heart that doesn’t want to accept it, not when it means losing my friends or my family.”

 

The pair of them quieted again after that.  There was an unspoken ‘I don’t want to lose you either’ between them.  “Would you have done what Jack did, if the roles had been reversed?” he asked softly.

 

“Yes,” she answered without missing a beat.  “Just like I know anyone of the other members of our team would.  You were right, in the fact that we all understood what we were doing when we took up being Rangers.  Any one of us would sacrifice our lives for the good of Earth and the billions that live here.”

 

“Doesn’t make accepting that sacrifice any easier though,” he murmured, his lips finding her forehead.

 

Sydney sighed.  “No, it doesn’t.  On the bright side, however, it brought you and Jack a little bit closer, and no one died in the end, so it’s all good.”

 

“Then why are you up here brooding about it?” he teased.

 

Syd looked up at him, glaring.  “Because I didn’t want to deal with everyone calling me a cry baby when I needed some time to let my fears go.”

 

Sky reached up and brushed her hair from her face.  “You aren’t a cry baby, and as much as you like to whine about stupid stuff, I’ve never known you to whine about the important, get down and dirty stuff.  Are you about ready to go inside?  It’s colder than crap out here.”

 

“I want to watch the stars,” she sighed.

 

“We can do that inside, by the window, where it’s warm and I can be drinking something hot and still holding you,” he hinted.

 

“Will you carry me down then?  My legs are asleep,” she giggled.

 

“I’m willing to make that sacrifice, so long as I get warm out of the deal,” he teased, standing up with her in his arms, the blanket draped over her, and carried her inside of the academy.