A/N: Ok, this is the start of my second story. This is another one that nigged at my brain a bit. I couldn't help but wonder how certain events in Stargate SG-1 would've affected the Guardians, especially Jack since he's a nature spirit. Yes, this will primarily be about Jack. It will be in three parts. This first part takes place during the episode "Solitudes" which'll serve as a good curiosity-pique for Jack about the SGC.

I'll explain the other two parts as they come up. I decided to start with a short "story hook" chapter for this one. Hope you guys enjoy.

Lil' Line O' Litiguous Lard: I own neither Guardians nor Stargate. If I owned the latter, college would've been a very different experience for me.

Part 1

Chapter 1: Interrupted Solitude

Jack's trips to Antarctica had become much less frequent in the twenty years since he'd become a Guardian, but it was still his go-to place when he needed some peace and quiet. There was no doubt that life had gotten less lonely and easier in many ways for the Spirit of Winter since his induction, but he was still in what Sandy had called an "adjustment period." Or, at least that's what Jack thought the silent little man was trying to say, either way it seemed an apt description. Even twenty years of companionship wasn't long enough to overcome three hundred of being alone.

It was the equinox, when the two hemispheres of the globe were in perfect balance, but that meant that the places were few where the Winter Spirit could truly be comfortable. Nowhere was truly in Summer, which meant that nowhere was truly in Winter. The closest he was able to get was at the poles. In years gone past, he would either have toughed it out in Burgess, or he would've gone and slept off the uncomfortable heat of the transition days in Antarctica. In the last few decades, he'd spend the days at Santoff Clausen, where he could be both comfortable and distracted.

This time, however, his lone wolf tendencies reared their ugly head. He just wasn't in the mood to be around the other Guardians right now. He would've sworn up and down that there was no particular reason for his mood that day, but the other Guardians would've instantly recognized it as his "Jack lost another believer he was close to" depression. He did not want to deal with their good-natured, but ultimately aggravating attempts to comfort him. He just wanted to be alone.

He flew to his customary spot, almost indistinguishable from the rest of the landscape, and plopped down. He idly began to contemplate starting a small blizzard, so conveniently commonplace on the barren continent, when he heard a faint voice that said something that caught him completely by surprise. "Jack!"

Like I said, a short one. Part 1, overall, will be shorter than the other two parts, but I promise not this short =P. Part 2 is actually almost completely written and over 2000 words. Part 3 is still just a set of story notes and ideas.

Hope you guys like it!