Title: The Consequences of SG-1's Off World Travel

Author: spacegypsy1

Rating: K+ or PG13.

Category(s): Romance, team, friendship, multiple one shots disguised as chapters

Pairings: Daniel and Vala (other chapters will be noted)

Spoilers: None

Timeline: mostly take your pick

Word Count this chapter: 800

Chapter Count: One of more than one

Synopsis: For my 200th post on Fanfiction dot net I offer a sampling of stand alone tropes as chapters. Mpreg, The Alien's Did It, Trapped in a Cave and/or Stranded on a planet. Confessions of love upon the threat of imminent death. Angst at death of loved one/or loved one thought to be dead. A Wedding.

I have written all but one of these tropes before. So I am going to start with the one I have never written – ergo... Mpreg as suggested by Campy

Chapter One: It's Always Something in the Water! (MPreg)

~0i0~

"You drank it, not my fault, Daniel!"

"It was water!"

Vala sat on the side of the bed, frowning in consternation. "It was not water. Anyone could see that. Well anyone who has been raised anywhere in the universe other than Earth. A stupid Tau'ri mistake! I can't believe you drank it!"

"You drank it!" His voice rose and his eyes narrowed into an accusatory glare.

"I, my dear Tau'ri explorer, with the exception of a nice buzz, am immune to Lethmaunark-Torg-R3-2-9-8-5! I told you not to drink it."

He groaned. "You can call it supercala...calafragalistic... er... expialadoshus for all I care! It's still water! If you are so immune, my dear former con artist thief, why did you do that... that... that... thing you did?"

"Dance? Naked? Enticingly? Just for you? Resulting in four nights of connubial - without a license to do so - bliss? Not to mention wild and kinky sex?"

"Yes that, and thanks so much for sharing the intimate details for all."

"Darling, by now they've all guessed the details. And, so as you know, I am immune only to the side effect. The effect that..." Vala laughed slapping a hand over her mouth. Her gaze dropping to his soon to be expanding belly.

"This is not funny."

"Well, it shouldn't be but it is." Raising only her eyes she scanned the group huddled around Daniel's infirmary bed. "But, darling, everyone is laughing, silently of course."

Flushed red from collar to hair line, Daniel tried to keep his eyes from running the gambit of faces - uselessly, seeing as he could not keep himself from taking a quick scan. "Yep. All laughing. Even Teal'c's lips are twitching! Thanks guys. Nice support there. And thanks for not coming to rescue me from the clutches of the effervescent, yet highly predatory, teammate...but then again maybe you guys were busy yourselves."

"Busy, smart ass, tryin' to locate you two! I told you, Jackson, that she'd get you in trouble one day. I just didn't think it was possible to get you in this kinda trouble. But man, I shoulda known since all types of weird and messed up stuff happens when your job is two letters and a number. And now you have to marry the chick for real." Cam turned to Carolyn. "Doc, didn't you have somethin' else you wanted to let the happy couple know?"

Carolyn Lam manipulated her iPad. "Ah, yes, by the way, Vala. I got your test results too. Like Daniel, you too have a bun in the oven. Or belly. Or... well, anyway you are not or at least no longer immune to the side effect. Congrats... it's twins... sort of!"

Laughing hysterically, they all filed out in single file, Sam first, followed by Cam. Then Carolyn and Landry. And finally Teal'c who looked back over his shoulder and gave them a simple nod.

Vala grinned large and happily, shoulders hiked up clear to her ears. "Babies! I've always said I wanted to make babies with you! Now we will have two! One each. But shared. Not like one alone each. But like two but not two in me but one in you and one in me. This is sooooo exciting!"

Daniel pointed to the door. "Go. Now. I have to think."

"Hmph! Fine!" She marched towards the door.

"Vala?"

Turning she looked over her shoulder, "Hmmm?"

"Will you marry me, make me an honest man?"

"We'll see. Depends."

"I love you even without this... this... this..."

"My baby in your belly? Your adorable belly which is soon to be more adorable?"

"Yes."

"Then, yes."

"Fine."

"Darling, you know I love you. Aren't you happy for me too?"

"Of course. Now please go!"

"Are you going to be this moody for the next nine months?"

"OUT!"

~END Trope One. Trope Two to follow soon.