Marks

Rated: T

Category: Romance/Humor

Season: 10/ post-10

Spoilers:None

Disclaimer: Same old, same old.

Summary: Every now and then, the things we do leave behind... marks. Like the ones on Daniel Jackson for instance. Daniel/Vala.

Note:Please, please, please with a gigantic cherry on top review. Italics are flash back.


Daniel tied the towel around his waist as he walked out of the showers and headed for his locker.

"Hey Jackson," Cam greeted.

Daniel nodded in response, pulling his clothes out of his locker and laying them on the bench. As he began to change he said, "Nice mission, right?"

Cam turned back to face him as he pulled on his leather jacket, "Yeah," he said, "I actually think I came outta this one without a scratch," he closed the locker and leaned against it, waiting for his team mate. He glanced at the archeologist who by now had pulled his jeans on and disposed of the towel, "Though apparently you didn't," Cam said, noticing some marks on his back.

"What?" Daniel asked, turning towards his friend slightly. Cam pushed off the lockers and came to stand behind the doctor, there were one, two, three, four... ten small, curved cuts across the man's shoulder blade and onto his neck.

"What are these Dr. Jackson?" he asked teasingly, running a hand across them, registering how Daniel tensed as he figured out what his CO was talking about.

Daniel placed his own hand on his back, fingering the small scabs, his shoulders relaxing a little he shrugged and then replied, "No idea," as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, hiding the subjects from view. That was technically a lie, he knew full well what those ten little marks were and even more how he got them.

"Oh," Vala moaned as Daniel kissed her neck, teasing and biting at the skin there, as his hands slid down her bare sides.

He bit down on her shoulder to keep from crying out but she had no such self conftol, as her fingernails dug into his back and neck, cutting the skin as she cried out in pleasure, "Daniel!"

"Yo, Jackson!" Cam said, waving a hand in front of the archeologists face.

"Sorry, what?" Daniel asked, shaking out his reviere.

"I asked if you were ready to go to O'Malleys? Team night, remember?"

"Oh, right," Daniel said, grabbing his coat and following Cam out of the locker room, just glad that the man hadn't kept asking questions about the cuts.

They met up with the rest of the teams at the elevators and hopped in, pressing the button for the surface. When they were about half way there and there was a lull in the conversation, Cam turned towards Vala and said, "Hey Princess..."

She turned to face him with a hum of recognition, "You might wanna cut the finger nails," he said and at her look of confusion he added, "You're leaving marks," he gently tapped Daniel's shoulder as he said the last word.

Sam and Teal'c looked completely lost as Vala's jaw dropped and she did an admirable impression of a fish. Daniel looked from Cam to Vala to the ground and muttered, "Dammit," realizing they had been caught, but Cam just laughed.