TITLE: Little Wisdoms
AUTHOR: VIDZ
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the TV shows Stargate: SG-1 and House MD are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this fic. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: My Valentine's Day contribution. Okay, so it's 20 minutes late, but only here, not in UK or in the US... I would also like to thank whoever nominated my Cam/Vala fic "Eternal Question" for this year's Blue Moon Awards. You did me a great honor, thank you.
SUMMARY: what happens when Cam mentions his Gramma's wisdom one too many times?
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"As my Bible-thumpin' Gramma used to say..." Cam started, but was cut off by a fed-up Vala.
"Cam, Darling, I love you to death, but you're so full of shit. You're forgetting I talk to Mom weekly." he stopped in shock at her betrayal, mouth open. Turning to their friends Vala elaborated "His Gramma was actually from England and was a suffragette. She never left England, never lived in any of the southern states and definitely didn't believe in god. Or Goa'uld, or whatever..." turning to Cam she demanded "Stop playing your dumb hick routine and start taking credits for your little wisdoms, not shoving them off on your dead grandmother. As if anyone still believes that you're just a dumb redneck."
Looking around, Vala received nods of agreement. He wouldn't have gotten this far up by being dumb. Jack grimaced when his wife sent him a pointed look, knowing exactly what Kerry meant. But it was just so convenient to act as if he didn't understand when one of the slimy politicians bothered him.
Then a grimace came over Vala's face and she excused herself, running a soothing hand down her belly "Sorry, gotta go visit the ladies' room." She stood up and headed for the toilet area of the bar&grill.
Cam, still flustered, called after her "So, you're saying I've been lying to our friends for years, woman!?"
Vala stopped, looked over her shoulder, and shot back "Everybody lies," silencing him.
A scruffy man, sitting nearby and holding a cane, was not silenced however. Quite the contrary.
"She stole my line!" he yelled, in disbelief, that was quickly turning into anger. Turning to the gorgeous young brunette, sitting next to him and using a blanket to give her privacy while she breastfed their infant, he demanded "Can you believe it, she stole my line. Quick, call a lawyer!"
The young brunette replied annoyed "I'm not calling Stacy just because you think a stranger who's never seen you before has stolen your line."
That left the man pouting and he turned to a toddler sitting in a high-chair, who grinned in return "Your Mommy is mean."
Coincidentally he straightened up and looked over his shoulder, where he met equally pale blue eyes. In both men's minds flashed the same thought.
Sometimes it's better a subordinate stays a subordinate and doesn't become a lover, much less a wife.
Still, that didn't mean they didn't love their wives.
They just occasionally wanted a refund...
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