Halloweenies
spacegypsy1
SG-1 with Sam in tow, have some Halloween fun. D/V fluff included in the mix.
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Mitchell stuck his head in the doorway to Daniel's office. "Okay, it's official, we are goin' and we're all wearin' the leather for our group costume. We're goin' as Space Pirates. 'Murray' and the Princess chose the Haunted House downtown. We gotta go in about an hour, but it should be fun, we haven't done anything crazy with those two in a long time. So, you game?"
Daniel didn't bother to look up from his work. "No way."
"No surprise there. Sam's gonna be here and she's goin'. Wearin' the leather, too..."
"Nice, but no way."
"The Princess is wearin' the original leather, with collar, bustier, ya know...that one."
"Oh gods," Daniel groaned. "Still no way."
"Thought so, just wanted to let you know...in case. Tomorrow, Halloween, we're havin' dinner all together - weenies in the commissary - then the aliens are gonna watch the Ghost Hunter all night live show on the big TV in the VIP room."
"Okay, I'll meet up with you guys for hot dogs, but I learned my lesson last year, not watching that again with those two."
Mitchell laughed remembering the constant shrieks from Vala and the non-stop small and barely detectable gasps from Teal'c throughout that night. "Yeah, never would have suspected that the two of them have serious ghost issues. But think about showin' up for the all nighter, you know you'll be sorry if you miss some priceless Teal'c/Vala fiasco." Finally, he glanced at the artifact spread out in pieces on Daniel's desk, "Okay. You're a bit obsessed with this thing aren't ya?" When Daniel only shrugged, Mitchell left the archeologist to his work.
For a long moment, Daniel imagined Vala in that outfit, then shook his head, grinned and looked over at the new photo he'd recently hung over his desk.
Teal'c, Mitchell, Sam and Jack in the background by the barbecue grill, all with their arms over each other's shoulder. In the front, Vala...Vala waving with that wondrous grin on her face, and him grinning like a fool – with his arm around her waist. He called the picture his family portrait.
He started picking up pieces of the artifact, placing them together once again, and still having that one gaping spot; apparently there was a piece missing, or maybe not. And of course he had no idea what the hell the thing was. Not one part gave off any telling signal, there was simply nothing to compare it to. It was baffling, and frustrating. It certainly had a bit of Naquadah, and a few small bits that resembled gears adhered to one or two metallic parts.
Knowing he'd regret not seeing Vala in her now famous attire, Daniel hesitated a moment, then with a quirky lopsided smile, a few rolls of the eyes and some bobbing of his head he put aside his reluctance to finish because he knew this mystery needed to be solved. Daniel broke down the alien object, and started once again.
An hour later he held the item up. "Damn." It had eluded him for weeks and today, finally, he did it. He turned it this way and that, examining the odd contraption from every angle. No part was missing, one had only to get it together in the proper order, just so. He'd be sure to note that in his journal.
Face drawing closer, Daniel dropped his pen and squinted at the tiny colored bump at a juncture. "Odd." His thumb brushed across the slight rise. Every hair follicle on his body twitched, Daniel blinked, and the artifact drop to his desk, breaking apart. Each part had a slight, different colored glow to it. "Holy buckets!"
Jumping up, Daniel rushed out knowing his compatriots would be leaving soon. He needed Sam and some of her equipment, and Vala too, she had a knack for this sort of thing! And he wouldn't have to miss seeing Vala bound up in all her glorious leather.
The object sputtered and spit out multi-colored sparks, but Daniel never saw them, having left his office in search of help.
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Spying his team and Sam, en masse, and costumed in leather as they headed into the elevator, he called out, "Wait! Hold up! I've got something!" He sprinted faster after them.
He barely squeezed through the closing doors. Excited, he stepped to the center of the group and began his usual fast talking. "It's a... well hell, anyway, so, okay, that thing I found on PR2-292...well I finally got it together and it's glowing, ah, actually, I accidentally, or innocently touched some kind of switch I guess you'd all call it and the thing shot a jolt through me like you wouldn't believe, and then I dropped it, but because my fingers...er, hand...just opened up on its own, anyway..."
"ValaMalDoran?" Teal'c's deep voice interrupted, "did you not bring the leather coat that goes with your ensemble? It is quite chilly out tonight."
Daniel jerked his head around to Teal'c, "What! Did you hear what I said? I need..."
"Got it," Mitchell held Vala's coat up.
"Guys, focus, please." Turning, Daniel looked around at each of his friends, but they ignored him, obviously unhappy with his decision to stay behind. "I need your help."
"I'm disappointed that he couldn't bring himself to dress up. It's not like we have tons of time to do fun stuff together. He used to participate...after we begged. And it's not like I have much time to spend with you guys. Jeez, you'd think he'd at least want to see me!"
This time, Daniel's head snapped around to Sam. "I'm sorry, but I have this artifact. Come on, surely you're not mad because I didn't play dress-up!"
"His getting stuffy in his old age." Vala looked down at her chest as she manipulated the bustier for better cleavage.
Eyes trained on Vala's chest, Daniel opened his mouth to retort, but Mitchell cut him off.
"Stuffy? Or Stuffier? Besides, how stuffy can he be? I thought you said he kissed you? And not old age kissin' either."
"You told him!" Incredulous, Daniel could only stare unbelieving at Vala.
"Oh, don't mention that...our lovely archeologist doesn't know I told you." Vala, satisfied with her decolletage, shifted her gaze to the colonel.
Hands went up, and a sigh escaped, "Hello! I'm right here!" Finally Daniel turned to Vala with a typical twitchy eyed glare. "Why'd you tell him! I told you we were keeping that a secret! For a while, anyway!"
"Oh come on, Princess, like I haven't known it. Surely, he knows I...we know. It's not like he's not puppy dog eyein' you every day. And you get all glowy when you're around him and you think nobody's lookin'."
"Also, ColonelMitchell, they do disappear for long hours, and once overnight." Teal'c glanced over his shoulder at the Colonel.
Mouth wide open in astonishment, Vala slammed a hand on her hip. "We came back to the base at three that morning! We certainly were NOT 'disappeared" overnight!"
Holy buckets! Daniel slapped the side of his face and tried to steer the subject back into something he could deal with. "Come on guys...artifact...glowing...jolting. Job. SGC, remember?"
Teal'c looked around, seemingly right at Daniel, before raising a brow and looking forward again.
"More than kissing has been going on, from what I was told." Sam moved forward to stand beside Mitchell.
"You told Sam, THAT!" Suddenly, Daniel realized something... Sam had just walked right through him. "Uh, oh."
First Daniel tried to pull Vala's hair, and though she seemed to twitch and scratch the spot, it wasn't enough to get her attention. Then he attempted to punch elevator buttons. No go, although Teal'c had a keen eye on the panel and a raised brow. His hand swished through Mitchell's head, and Sam's shoulder. Those two looked at each other, but again, nothing had them looking at him or otherwise reacting.
"Damn, outta phase." Head dropping, Daniel sighed. He had to wait until they realized he was missing before they figured this out - although he was encouraged by the fact there was the tiniest reaction from each one of them.
Hands deep in his pockets, and head still down, Daniel followed the merry, holiday leathered up group to the SUV, got in, crawled to the very back and settled down for the ride. Obviously he would be joining them on their nonsensical visit to the Haunted House after all.
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Luckily, he was invisible and no one saw him flinch like a girl and almost...almost screech when the skeleton, bloody with gelatinous flesh hanging from its bones, flew past him. Teal'c, Sam and Mitchell weren't so lucky. The three yelped, and jumped back. Daniel laughed out loud, though no one could hear him. And where was Vala?
Ah, there she is. The piercing scream of terror was unsettling, even if they were in a man made 'Haunted House'. She ran right through him, and skidded to a stop in front of Mitchell.
Vala'd been alone behind them when the dripping flesh skeletal apparition had repeated its flight mere feet from her. She had obviously remained behind to study the last exhibit with its 'handsome' beheaded knight, and that Tim Burton-like lovely miss holding it aloft. She'd insisted the couple looked exactly like her and Daniel.
Nothing he could do to comfort her, but to his unspeakable objection, Mitchell had wrapped an arm around her. Vala buried her face in his chest and the colonel grinned, patting her back. Damn him anyway. Was there something going on with those two? Daniel swallowed loudly, grateful no one could hear him. That would certainly be a tell tale sign that he, Daniel Jackson, could in fact be hiding some deeper feelings for her - something other then the now known physical attraction to Vala Mal Doran - once universally renowned for her lying, thieving, cheating, heart stealing ways.
But then again, she had turned over a new leaf...tree, actually. Had he waited too late to escalate the relationship? He never mentioned long term as he'd always intended to. Had he been too wrapped up in artifacts, his work, to communicate his feelings? Did he even know what he felt? Of course he did! Only thing was, he'd failed to let her know.
Disheartened, Daniel followed them through the haunted house keeping a close eye on his CO and his...his...his...Best friend/lover? Co-worker/girlfriend? Love of my lif... er no, certainly not that! But close, maybe? Okay, so yes, he had deeper feelings. But did she?
Concentrating on the overdone and gory exhibits, Daniel wandered far behind his laughing, teasing, fun having friends. He was surprised by the number of people who stopped to comment on their 'costumes', many asking where they got them. Vala, of course, told them the truth, "Cileus 3, third moon of Cileus, that is, it's in the Garam sector, not far from my home planet. Bought them off a three eyed merchant for a faulty Zat'nek'tel and a hand full of trinkets." To which everyone laughed.
There was something to be said about their leathers. Really, they weren't so bad. And honestly, well, they did look good in them. He should have left that damned artifact alone and gone with them...been with her. With a deep sign of regret Daniel moved forward to catch up with his group and missed the conversation from the two teens behind him.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?"
"A sigh."
"Oh, I thought that was you."
"No. That's creepy."
"Yeah, dude, we should call the Ghost Hunters."
"I've got Kris Williams's twitter address!"
"Tweet her, man, tweet her!"
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Somehow, during the evening, a group of twenty somethings, dressed up as Pirates of the Caribbean, latched on to SG-1 and followed them until the end of the tour.
That's how they all ended up at the loudest, most crowded, and craziest party Daniel had ever seen. He wanted to get back to base and couldn't believe that both Sam and Mitchell were eager participants to this mania.
Finally, to escape the number of people who walked right through him, and to avoid the number of men who approached Vala for a dance- including his friend Mitchell - Daniel took off to wait in the car.
At one in the morning, the others joined him.
Daniel felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrate, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get a grip on it. Odd – that it should actually vibrate – that didn't make any sense. He'd have to ask Sam about that...and she was the one calling him.
"Still no answer." Sam hung up.
"Jackson's either asleep, still tryin' to piece his puzzle together, or he got it together and it opened its mouth and gobbled him up!" Mitchell chuckled.
"I will drive ColonelMitchell." Teal'c insisted, knowing Mitchell had a little buzz.
Handing over the keys, Mitchell stepped out of the car and got in the back beside Vala. Daniel, who had been on his back staring at the lining on the ceiling of the SUV, suddenly sat up, bumped his head and yelp, "Ow!"
Everyone in the car turned.
"What the hell was that?" Mitchell grabbed his spinning head.
"Perhaps something fell on the top of the car." Teal'c commented as he started the vehicle and began his drive towards the base.
"Well," Vala said serioulsy, "I think it was a ghost." Then she yawned and laid her head on Mitchell's shoulder.
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In his out of phase experience...totally different from his ascended experiences...he never slept. Though this time he did feel tired and had decided after an hour of staring at the artifact, and another hour running around trying to get anyone's attention, Daniel had stretched out on his bed and contemplated the fact that he did not fall through it.
The intermittent knocking on the door and calling of his name had warmed his heart. She came, once every thirty or so minutes, sounding worried. She must have fallen asleep – the knocking had stopped some time ago.
Glancing at his clock and needing to be sure he did not lose contact with them, since they were his ticket back from phase shifting, Daniel rose and wandered – right through the closed doors – into Vala's quarters.
Face down, sideways across her bed, hair fanned out and in nothing but some little breezy, cut off top and skimpy panties, Vala slept.
Daniel slammed his hands over his eyes for a mere second before splaying all fingers and peeking since he'd seen it all before, more than once...but still, it seemed a bit inappropriate to stare. "Holy...!"
She popped up on her hands, elbows locked, hair disarrayed, puffing great gasps of air to move the dark mass of curls from her face. "Hello? Ghostie? Hello?"
"Vala? Can you hear me?" He stepped forward as she turned around appearing to look directly at him.
"Hello? Is anyone in here? I've seen Ghost Hunters, please give me a sign if you're here."
Daniel plopped down on the foot of her bed, head shaking and discouraged while wondering, again, for a split second, why he didn't fall through. Occupied with thought and with his back to her, he didn't see her study the spot where his six made an impression in her mattress.
Gingerly, Vala moved from the bed, her eyes darting all over the room. She slipped into a pair of jeans and pulled a t-shirt over her head. Without bothering with shoes she exited in haste, went to Daniel's door and banged, yelling at the top of her lungs!
Her door had been flung open and he looked out across the hall as she banged, calling his name. "Daniel!" Bang, bang, bang. "Daniel! You better be in there, I need you! There's a ghost in my room!" Bang, bang, bang. "Daniel!"
"Maybe I'll try Mitchell again." Daniel wandered off down the hall leaving Vala to her useless efforts in contacting him.
~TBC HALLOWEEN!
