Title:The Misadventure of Valerie Todad and Her Hostage Daniel Jackson
Author: spacegypsy1
Rating: Somewhat mature – Language and adult situations
Category: fluff/adventure/silliness/romance/nookie – The usual
Pairing: Daniel/Vala
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Vala Mal Doran, Teal'c, Cameron Mitchell, Sam Carter, Carolyn Lam
Spoilers/Timeline: Alternate scene for Momento Mori
Approximate Word Count: Chapter One: 2370. Chapter Two: 3675 Chapter Three: 3525 Chapter Four: 3145
SUMMARY: Starts with a bit of Momento Mori in the warehouse but it quickly disintegrates and goes into alternate whatever after that. Vala can't quite trust her memory so she kidnaps Daniel at gunpoint.
~0o0o0~
Determined to find her freedom she pointed the gun threateningly. "Get out of my way."
But the man only shook his head.
"Get out of my way, or I will shoot you."
Dropping his odd weapon, he raised his hands to show her he meant no harm. "You don't remember who you are, but I do. You won't shoot."
She hesitated, unsure, while visions crowded her confused mind. Recovering quickly she continued to hold him at gunpoint.
"If I let you go," he speaks softly, soothingly, "I know you're gonna make yourself disappear. You've been running so long it's almost second nature to you. You don't remember it, but you made a decision to stop running. It's over. Now it's time to come home."
Taking a breath, tears gathered and she thought that she remembered seeing him. Hearing that voice. Random visions scattered through her brain. Nearly crying she whispered a name, "Daniel?"
He smiled, moving towards her.
"Stop!" The gun lifted point blank, aimed at his head. She took a quick look towards where gunfire continued behind her. "Turn around and walk."
Eyes filled with doubt, he seemed to plead. "Vala."
She hesitated, momentarily confused by the intimate way he'd said her name. She blinked. Shook her head. "My name is Val, short for Valeria...Valerie Todad. And you? I assume you are called Daniel?" Not waiting for a response she pointed towards the door with the pistol. "Let's go."
Gunfire and the sound of zat fire continued to fill the air. "Vala...er...Val..." You need to remember..."
This time she jerked the gun once towards the outside, before jabbing it forward aimed at his chest. Her tone was threatening. "Now!"
He knew by the look in her eyes she was frightened and uncertain. Panicked, Daniel's mind raced. No way could he let her leave without him. Not ever again and even if she didn't remember, he did. As long as he was breathing and maybe even when he wasn't he needed her. He wanted her and he was ready to face whatever life threw at him. Except letting her go.
She'd had a brief moment of recognition – he was sure - so the best thing to do was to let her feel in control. He took off slowly, hoping she would have another moment of realization, or, the team would arrive in time.
Squinting against the glare of the sun Daniel stopped. "Where to now...Val?"
The gun pressed against his back and Daniel shivered with a touch of anxiety.
"Don't you have a car? Or maybe you have a space ship? Mitchell has lots of outer space thingies. MOVE!"
Daniel approached the Air Force SUV they had arrived in.
Vala spoke quietly unsure about the vehicle. "Do I know how to drive?"
"Nope." He said convincingly.
"You?"
"Nope." This time she noted a slight hesitation in the man's voice.
"You're about to learn. Get in."
~0o0o0~
Mitchell returned to the main room to find Sam and Teal'c already there. "Where the hell are they?"
Teal'c pointed to Daniel's zat on the floor of warehouse. "Our transportation is no longer parked out front."
"Great! Just great! She took him or someone else took both of them."
~0o0o0~
Driving, Daniel's mind was a whirlwind of ideas. Maybe he could talk some sense into her. And if that didn't work he needed to figure just how he was going to subdue her without either of them getting shot.
"Pull over." Vala pointed towards a clump of shrubbery.
"Where?"
"Right there near those bushes."
"Off the highway! In the middle of nowhere?"
They hadn't been on the road more than twenty minutes but Vala knew these people were smart and she wasn't about to get caught again. "Pull over, now!"
As instructed, Daniel made a sharp turn off the two lane. Vala...or Valerie kept waving him forward, onward through the small woodsy area to an open field. Finally when he could go no further, Daniel slammed the brakes on and with a deep sigh he sat quietly trying to figure out just what he needed to do. He turned to find her staring out the passenger window, gun lying on the seat. Grabbing the weapon he popped the magazine loose and tossed it out the window.
"Why didn't you escape?" She asked as if she really didn't care.
"Because I'm not going to point a gun at you and I don't think you would go just because I asked."
"Correct."
"So now I'm going to tag along peacefully and hope you remember things and we can go home."
Brightening, she turned towards him. "Home?...Are we married?"
"NO!"
"Are you married?"
"No."
She grinned. "That's nice. Me?"
"Not sure, but I don't think so. You sorta sent him on his way. Not sorry."
"Who? Who's not sorry?"
With a one shouldered shrug Daniel made no further comment.
Interesting, she thought to herself. "What if I find my space ship and take off?"
Voice going up an octave at the same time his brows lifted, he managed a reply. "Space ship?"
"If I'm an alien as Mitchell pointed out, unless of course he was lying, which is possible and most likely a stupid lie, how else did I get here? Actually I think I know where one is and it's invisible. Not sure how I know that. It's very disturbing...I mean that I really could be an alien from outer space as opposed to an alien from another country."
"Vala...Val...Valerie, no, we can't take that ship!"
"So there is a space ship!"
"That's why you wanted me to drive this way. You knew all along!"
"No, no, no... I didn't until just now...except possibly subconsciously, or as an alien I knew it subdermally or something like that. But it's close. I can feel it. I suppose I'm somehow connected to my ship? Like a living ship or something, right?"
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "We don't use spaceships. And I'm not sure that one actually works. We go through..."
"Yes, yes, yes, that thing your Mitchell spoke of. SO where is it? The thingie you jump through?"
"I can take you there."
"Where is it?"
"It's not far."
"Where not far?"
"Over some mountains."
"Where over what mountains?"
"In the mountain! Alright, it's on the base... where you and I work. Together. On a team! In the opposite direction we are going!"
"Hmph. Stop yelling. A military base?"
He clamped his mouth, all but grinding his teeth causing his answer to spew forth in a snippy hiss. "YES!"
Ignoring his little outburst, she attempted to garner more information. "And you and I are co-workers?'
Sighing, he calmed down. "Right."
"Have we had sex...I mean together?"
"Nooo."
"How very disturbing. You're quite the catch. But so was your Mitchell."
"He's not my Mitchell."
With a much practiced blinking of her eyelids, Vala pouted, placing her hand on his wrist where it rested against the steering wheel. "Daniel...I feel dizzy." She gripped his wrist strongly.
"What? What's wro..."
She grinned as she zipped his wrist to the steering wheel with a plastic tie.
~0o0o0~
While Daniel concentrated on getting to his pocket knife on the opposite side of his free hand he intermittently kept an eye on the rearview mirror. She was behind the SUV, doors open and tossing things out. At the exact moment his fingers felt the knife deep in his jeans pocket he heard a tap on the window and turned.
Vala stood there with a P-90 pointed at his head.
"Come on, Vala...rie, let me loose. I'm not going anywhere..."
Shaking her head, she let go of the P-90 and held the zat up, opened the door and indicated he put his other hand on the steering wheel.
She probably wouldn't shoot him, but he was sure she wouldn't hesitate to zat him. Daniel puffed out a disgruntled breath, plopped his other hand up as instructed and he lifted his eyes to the ceiling in disgust. "Ouch, that's too tight!"
Vala shrugged and walked away, the P-90 dangling from the strap over her shoulder and his Beretta stuck in the back of her waistband. She looked dangerous and a tad more than sexy. Most likely he was witnessing more of what she was like before he met her.
Hopping in the passenger side, Vala dove under the dash board and began to take it apart.
Yanking wires loose, she stuck her hand up inside the mess and began to feel around. "I'm sure they have one, you clever fellows."
"One what?"
"Tracking system. Blinking, beeping something or the other."
"How?"
"How what?"
"How do you know? Maybe," he added with a snide tone, "you work for them and so you are privy to that information."
"Or. Maybe," she added huffing with effort to dig under the dash, "I'm an alien and I have special mental... Ah Ha!" She snatched out the device and held it up, "...powers."
"Probably not," he scowled, yanking at his bindings.
His smart ass tone was not lost on her. "You know, Daniel Whoever, there are things I could remember to do to you while I have you tied up."
Seduction! Why didn't I think of that? Maybe she'd free me and I could overpower her, tie her up. Daniel sucked in a breath at the unexpectedly erotic reaction to the thought of tying her up. He blurted out, "Like what? Specifically, I mean? Could you do? I've dreamed about you. I mean after I saw you naked."
She eyed him with suspicion. "When?"
His voice went low, deep and raspy, "I dream about you day and night." Which, unfortunately wasn't really a lie.
"Not that, when did you see me naked?"
"We were on a ship. You were unconscious and I had to change you out of...er... something that was dangerous. But I have to say..."
"Please! Captors can't have sex with their hostages. Don't you know anything? What kind of operation are you people running? Have I ever seen you naked?"
"Nope."
"That's disappointing." After tucking the device in her pocket she got out of the SUV and walked away.
It took him a minute to realize he couldn't see her. Hands strapped to the steering wheel he twisted every-which-a-way searching for her. "Vala...rie?"
When she didn't answer and he couldn't spot her he tried again. "VALERIE? Valerie Todad where the hell are you?"
~0o0o0~
Eyes closed in thought he figured she probably went to throw the locator off in the woods. Once Sam got the right direction, which shouldn't be long, they could pinpoint his chip signal and they'd be here any minute. Of course maybe Vala took off and he'd lost her again. The thought made his stomach turn.
She jumped into the SUV, bellowing, "I just thought of something!"
Daniel flinched his eyes popping open. "Where have you been! I was worried about you."
"Isn't that sweet. Well, as I was saying, I went to the road and tossed the tracking thingamabob into the bed of a passing truck. Then I suddenly thought. About you. Are you trackable?"
His effort to appear innocent went badly. "Er...nooo."
"Ah, you are. Damn, who are you people? I'm going to have to ditch you..."
"NO!"
His head snapped around towards her and his eyes, so blue, were serious, maybe just a tinge fearful. She wondered if he was in love with her. And realized that was pathetic – he needed her for some reason but she wasn't sure what.
"Vala...rie. I can take it out."
"Like Data?" She looked excited.
"It doesn't store data." He was baffled.
"No, Data not data."
"Oookaaayyy. But I can remove it."
"How? And more disturbingly, why?"
"Cut it out."
Vala grimaced, shaking her head. "Ouch."
"Because, if you go without me I may never see you again. You'll keep running."
"Why?"
"Because, I know you. And running is all you know other than the SGC."
Silent for a long moment she stared at him trying to understand. Her head hurt, her entire body ached. She was exhausted, hungry and she felt something for this man that unexpectedly scared her.
She hopped out of the vehicle and started sorting the pile she'd collected from the SUV. Vests, weapons, ammo, first aid, food, tools, packs. "SGC?" she said tossing a blanket on the keep pile.
"Right." He took a deep breath.
Eyeing him, frowning, she tossed another blanket on the keep pile. "That's a stupid name. Is it for Stupid Geek Company?"
"Huh?"
Ignoring him she continued her chore.
"I know that ship, Vala...damn...Valerie," He watched her in the rearview mirror. "There's been lots of modifications. You need me."
"Alright!" She shouted out, hands on her hips and glaring. "take the damned thing out and I'll think about taking you with me."
"I'll need your help."
Again she glared, "Will there be blood?"
"Some. A little. Probably more."
"I hate blood!"
~TBC