Title: The Return of Qetesh
Author: PhoebeADA
Spoilers: Everything up to "Continuum"
Rating: M, I think… see summary
Genre: Romance, hurt, drama, humor,…
Pairing: Daniel and Vala
Category: Future story, romance, AU
Summary: What would happen if Qetesh came to the SGC? Could SG-1 deal with Vala's past? Can Vala overcome the horror that is her past? What does it mean to be trained as a host? Will Daniel be able to cope with Vala's past?
This one is going to be much darker than the other ones. There will be abuse, rape and violence.
Disclaimer: If I would own this I wouldn`t have to write Fan fictions. You could see it on the screen.
Archive: anywhere just ask please.
Author's notes: Okay, this is my first series of one-shots. Every story will take place in the original Stargate Universe after "Continuum;" TT will mean that there is time travel going on and AU means alternate universe. I hope you have fun; I haven't done this for years…
Special thanks to Aly, my new beta reader.
AU
SG-8 brought home something very unlikely from their last mission; something extraordinary and almost unbelievable. Currently, Sg-1 was sitting in the briefing room; they had just come back from a mission of their own so the SGC gossip mill didn't have a time to catch up with them. Landry hadn't even allowed them to visit the infirmary yet. Needless to say that they were more than anxious to find out what had happened during their absence.
"As you are aware, this is against protocol. You need to check in with Dr. Lam as soon as we are done here," Landry waited for a nod of approval from everyone before he continued.
"This is a very delicate matter and I didn't want you to hear the rumors before I had the chance to talk to you myself," He took a deep breath and his gaze rested on Vala before he turned around and pointed the remote control to the waiting TV.
"SG-8 brought someone very unlikely through the gate." He switched the TV on and the screen flickered before it presented SG-1 with a live video stream to one of the SG containment cells. In it was a very regal looking dark haired female, dressed in an almost sheer gold dress. A collective gasp could be heard when the woman turned around. It was Vala.
"That's Vala," Mitchell exclaimed, immediately feeling stupid for his burst out.
Vala shook her head slightly not quite believing her own eyes. "No, this is Qetesh."
All heads turned to her and General Landry nodded.
"That's what she told us. SG-8 found her, unconscious I might add, in one of PX3-561's cave systems. They were surprised to say the least. She has been with us for three days now and let me tell you that she is not my favorite Goa'uld. In fact she is a downright rude, demanding, snotty little diva."
"You won't hear me say otherwise," Vala said.
"Unfortunately she has not been very forthcoming as to where she came from. That is why I want SG-1 to take a look at this. Colonel Carter, I want you to leave for PX3-561 with SG-8, take Teal'c with you. I want to know if there I any kind of device that might suggest an alternate universe, or a cloning device, or a wishing well. Anything."
Carter nodded, "Yes, Sir."
"Good, you will leave tomorrow after a good night's sleep and a stop at the infirmary. Mitchell, I want you and the rest of SG-1 to talk to her. I want to know where she came from and what she wants," Landry's gaze lingered on Vala for a moment.
"Vala, if you do not want to deal with this you just have to say the word. I can only imagine what you must be going through right now. If you want out of this assignment at any point, please do not hesitate to let me know."
"I appreciate your concern, General, but I would like to try and help Sg-1." Although she wore a calm expression and her voice didn't betray any emotions, Daniel could see that her glorious eyes had glassed over. They were definitely in for a few very emotional days.
Landry nodded. He hadn't expected anything else. "Very well. Dismissed."
Sg-1 left the room heading for the infirmary. Vala dallied a little, she wasn't ready for questions and pitying glances yet.
She couldn't believe it. Quetesh was here; in her body. She felt as if the nightmare was happening all over again.
Daniel looked behind him and realized that Vala was not with them. He used the opportunity and stopped the others for a second.
"I don't think that we should question Vala right now. She will tell us what we need to know once she has gotten over the shock." The others agreed.
"Indeed, this must be a very trying time for Vala Mal Doran. Seeing oneself suffer from the Goa'uld must be extremely confusing."
"I cannot imagine what it must be like for her," Sam added.
Daniel's eyes became unfocused as he imagined what it must be like for her and what kind of horrors she was reliving right now.
2 hours later
SG-1 had successfully been cleared for duty by Dr. Lam. She had advised them to get a short nap as well as a meal before they started talking to Qetesh. Vala, however, was unable to close her eyes. After 10 minutes she gave up and left her quarters. She wanted to see Qetesh again. Slowly Vala made her way over to the holding cell. Being aware that they would need her presence as a surprise for later she kept out of sight and just watched Qetesh. The Goa'uld was sitting on a chair stoically looking ahead.
"Stubborn to the core, aren't we?" Vala mumbled to herself. She knew that posture from experience. Qetesh as well as herself used it frequently when they were unwilling to cooperate.
For the next two hours Vala just watched. She memorized every nuance of Qetesh's facial expressions, every sign of weakness, every wrinkled nose. Thousands of memories rushed back at her causing a massive headache.
"Here you are," Daniel's voice pulled Vala out of her trip down memory lane. She turned and saw that Daniel was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, head slightly bent. He must have been there for a while.
"Couldn't sleep," Turning back she refocused on Qetesh.
"You should eat something. They have blue Jell-O."
"Not hungry," Daniel furrowed his brow. Vala was always hungry. Always. There wasn't a time this woman couldn't eat. If he hadn't known that she was in a bad shape before, now he would.
"It doesn't matter you know."
"What?" Irritation was creeping into Vala's voice. She had no idea what Daniel was talking about and right now, she didn't care.
"Whatever she tells us, whatever she does, it will not change what we think of you," His voice had taken a calming tone. He wanted her to belief him. He needed her to know that she could count on all of them. Liar. He chastised himself; he needed her to know that she could depend on him. That nothing the Goa'uld would say or do could change his affections. Affections, what a tame word for his feelings. He wanted to say so much more. He wanted to tell her that for months he had been fighting against himself; trying to will his love for her away. Finally losing the battle he opened his mouth to tell her what he felt.
"Vala, I…"
"Ahh, we are all here. Great. I have a plan!" Mitchell smiled rocking back on his heels, hands in his pockets; creating a perfect imitation of Jack O'Neill.
Closing his eyes for a second Daniel took a deep breath. Saved by Mitchell. He wasn't sure if he was glad or devastated by it.
"We need to get the Tok'ra memory device on her," Sam beat him to the punch.
"We will connect it to the screen. So when we ask her the right questions she shouldn't be able to avoid answering, or at least pointing us in the right direction."
"She is a Goa'uld, Samantha. Usually they are very much in control of their thoughts," Vala interjected. She was freaking out more and more as the seconds ticked away as she realized the dangerous potential of this idea. SG-1 could witness parts of Vala's life that she had never wanted them to know.
"It is worth a try," Daniel agreed with Sam, not grasping the consequences this idea might have. Vala shoot him an irritated look. Of course it would be fine with all of them. Their whole life would not be up for inspection by everyone.
"Fine," She wouldn't argue this. If this is what they wanted they would all have to live with the consequences, "Let's go."
Teal'c remained in the observation room to keep an eye on the situation from a safe viewpoint while the others went into Qetesh's cell.