I don't own any of the characters in this story nor do I want any money for it. It was written to be enjoyed.
by Mister D8a
Clark watched as Lana walked across the stage to receive her diploma. He was so proud of her. She had studied and slaved away for the last four years to get to this point. Money had been tight for the first three years and Lana was determined to make it on her own merit. She had learned the lessons of money management well but the cost of tuition was slightly higher than her original estimates. Luckily, the Air Force was really looking for entrants that had a strong interest in linguistics and archeology. They practically paid for everything she needed this last year.
He hoped that her being posted so far away in Colorado wouldn’t put a damper on their relationship. He loved her dearly and he would miss her but he was looking forward to writing her and getting her letters back.
She was going to work for NORAD with Dr. Daniel Jackson. He wasn’t sure exactly what Dr. Jackson did for the Air Force, but he was sure it was something that Lana could sink her teeth into given Dr. Jackson’s background. He had hoped the Doctor would have been there, but he wasn’t able to make it due to some extenuating circumstances.
He only talked to him briefly by phone, but Lana had met him and had said he was a nice guy. ‘Kinda cute’ is what she actually said, which Clark thought was odd. He had met the man when he was four years old, so he had to be in his mid forties by now. Who knew his big sister liked older men?