Author's Note: STOP! This is chapter 7 of a story I started under my old name years ago. Due to guidelines I cannot re-post the old chapters and you cannot link to them. So if you would like to read chapters 1-6 lookup my old name kamiikiteiru and find What Time Forgot. Sorry for the inconvenience and thanks for reading.
Mi Casa es Su Casa
He could hear her rustling around as he steps out of the shower. He takes the towel from around his waist, drops it on the floor and glances over to see Vala as she picks up his mattress to look beneath it.
"What are you doing?" He asks, eyeing her suspiciously.
She turns, slightly smiles and looks down at his naked lower half and then returns to searching. "Have you seen my black bra anywhere?"
"Which one?" He turns to the dresser and opens up one of the drawers that still belong to him.
"The lacy one with the blue ribbon around the edges." She moves his chair and gets on her hands and knees to search under the desk.
"No, have you checked your room?"
"Yeah, not there. It has to be here somewhere." She answers. She moves over toward him and knocks over a pile of books by the bed.
He ignores her and looks down at the bottom two dresser drawers she now calls her own. They are hanging open with all her underwear half in and half out of it. "You know I just realized something? Do you own a plain white anything?"
"Depends. Where's that sexy Egyptian boxer number of yours, Darling?" She stands, brushes her hands off and smacks his bare butt.
He freezes, eyes going slightly wide. "Vala?"
"Hmm?"
"How do you know about those? I didn't bring them with me."
"Oh…um." She turns toward him and bites her lower lip. "Remember when I used the communication device and was in your body?"
"Yeah?" He winces, ready to hear anything, because with Vala it could mean anything.
"Well, you had to pee. Why? You aren't embarrassed are you? It was strictly for relief purposes."
"That's it?"
"Well, I had to admit a little curiosity. I'd seen the little guy before, but never had one attached. And besides I thought it was completely fair since you had seen all of me. You did undress me when we first met remember?"
"Completely different circumstances."
"So you say. Don't worry you have nothing to be embarrassed about. On first inspection I thought it was very cute."
"Cute?"
"Uh-huh."
"Any word, but that one, please."
"Want me to tell you what I named him?"
"Oh, God no." His forehead wrinkles as he furrows his eyebrows at her. He is still trying to fathom 'cute'.
"Suit yourself. I guess I will go check my room again. That is my lucky bra."
"Do I dare ask why?"
"It got me you and this." She kisses his lips quickly and grabs his still bare butt. "See you for breakfast in fifteen." She bounces out of his room and he watches her backside until the door closes after her.
He's only half awake when he hears her sit up in his bed. He opens one eye and watches her search for her clothes on the floor in the dark.
"Where are you going?" He mumbles, not quiet awake yet.
"To take a shower and change into clothes I didn't wear yesterday. I forgot to bring clean pants with me last night." She half turns and winks at him. She starts to stand up, but he pulls her back down and holds her next to him.
"It's still early." He says with a yawn.
"Yes, but Cameron is going to be running soon and I don't want him to catch me again."
"You love it when he catches you."
"I used to. Now I just feel bad. I think he's starting to lose it." She tries to pry his arm off her so she can get up, but he holds her still.
"Cabin fever." He explains.
"What?"
"Nothing. Forget Mitchell."
"I have to go eventually." She finds her way to his tickle spot, his right side just above his hip and softly scratches it with her fingernails. He gives immediately and his arm recedes. She stands back up and stretches her arms up and then to the side, letting her muscles stretch awake. Her purple camisole rises with her actions and bares her lower back. He notices.
He is quiet for a minute and she starts to think he's fallen back asleep when he finally speaks again. "What if you didn't have to leave?"
"What does that mean?"
"One of us is always running off in the morning. Why don't we just pick a room and stay in it?"
"You mean like share a room? Live together?" She turns back toward him to gauge his seriousness.
"We basically already do. This way we don't have to run back to our separate places in the morning." He catches her hand in his and pulls her back down onto the bed. He sits up, sliding next to her.
"Are we doing this for convenience or because we want to?" She asks, staring straight ahead as she contemplates his request.
"Both."
"But my presence is the more important reason, right?"
"Of course." He says, burrowing his face into her hair. She smells like strawberries, sweet and ripe. From a shampoo or lotion he didn't know, or care.
"You know what's ironic?"
"What?"
"At one time you would have done anything to get away from me. Now you can't get enough of me." She tilts her head to the side with a smug smile.
He takes that as an invitation and kisses her neck. Then he puts his mouth next to her ear and whispers, "You keep my feet warm at night."
She playfully smacks his arm away.
"All right, all right. I can't get enough of you." He continues to kiss her neck and one hand snakes under her cami drawing small circles on her lower back.
"As long as you know it Daniel Jackson. Fine by me on the one room idea. Certainly will make my and Cameron's mornings better."
"Can we not talk about Cameron as I am trying to entice you?" He manages to pull her cami up and over her head.
"Tell me why you want me to move in and mean it if you want me to make it worth your while."
"Because I love you. Because I can't get enough of you. Despite myself you have somehow become my everything. Live with me. When we get home we can do the paperwork so you can leave the base and stay with me permanently."
"Really?"
"Really."
In answer to him she turns slowly and lets her lips slide up his arm, barely touching him. He can feel her breath moving up his arm and it tickles a little. He pushes himself into her back and pulls her back towards him. He wants to tackle her, but allows her to continue. Her lips make it to his ear where she gently bites his earlobe, her tongue flicking the tip in her mouth. It drives him crazy and she knows it. "Yes" She whispers as her teeth let go. "Yes, to everything."
Daniel puts in the code into the door keypad and the doors open. He leads her in to the slightly larger room. Two beds are pushed together and she flings herself on top of it.
"Oh this is heaven. How come we haven't done this before?"
"Because our rooms are standards and there wasn't room for another bed." He leans against the wall, hands in his pockets watching her.
This room was for when they had more than one general on board. All he had to do was move another bed and dresser in and it was more accommodating then his or hers.
"Oh." She takes one of the pillows on his side and adds it to the two on her side. Fluffs them and falls back on them with a satisfied smile.
"Want to see your favorite part?" He steps toward the bed and offers her one of his hands
"Yes, please." She places her hand in his and lets him pull her up.
He leads her to the bathroom door. He touches the keypad next to it and the door slides open. Inside is twice the bathroom their rooms had with a bigger shower and double the drawer space.
"Oh Daniel. You do love me." She flings her arms around him and plants a long kiss that leaves pink lip gloss on his cheek.
Two days later Cameron stops by the new room and gives one of the inventory bins to her. The blue ones they keep their stock of food items in.
"Did you get us something?" She asks, pulling the lid off. Maybe a room warming gift perhaps.
"No. I did inventory today. Don't do that again. We keep our food there." He points his finger at her and gives her the stern Cameron look. He walks away before she even looks in the box. Daniel had done inventory last week. She had distracted him. In the bin is her lucky bra.