Summary: An excursion with Teal'c gives Vala an idea, but Daniel's not quite sure it's a good one. DanielVala. Post Season 10.
Disclaimer: All rights to MGM, Gekko Corp, and whatever other groups had a finger in creating Stargate.
Rated T because I felt like it.
Humor/Romance
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Chapter 1
Mind the Gap
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"Oh, come on Muscles! Surely with Daniel off on some archaeological whatsit or other, Sam getting cozy with her new laptop, and Mitchell and Landry out bird-watching, surely there's something we could be doing?" an enjoyment-deprived Vala whined to her fellow alien friend.
"Indeed. But I have been given strict instructions from Daniel Jackson that you are not to be allowed anywhere in the vicinity of a shopping mall," replied Teal'c lightly. After a moment of thought, he added, "Or any commerce-based structure, for that matter. I believe he said that his credit card has long been lost in the 'place of no return.'"
Vala rolled her eyes at him. "And you actually listen to him?"
Teal'c's infamous eyebrow raised. "I have long accepted that I should not question Daniel Jackson when it comes to anything related to you. I too have not seen this card of his for some time."
She tossed her hair and rolled her eyes again before saying, "It's right here," and pulling the elusive card out of the traditional Women's Hiding Spot.
With a perfectly straight face, Teal'c responded, "I shall inform him that I have located his missing credit card, though it is a wonder to me how you managed to locate it." And he walked away, leaving a perplexed Vala in his wake, one who was unsure whether to take that as a compliment to her breast size or, more importantly, an insult to her breast size. She wondered briefly what man would insult such wonderful creations of whichever god, but in the end, she gave up and chased after him to pester him some more.
"But you can't just leave me here, now can you?"
"You may find that I am most capable of doing so."
"But I'll damage something! Blow something up! And it'll be all your fault that you weren't here to stop me!" she exclaimed, with wild gesticulations to match.
He paused just in front of the elevator and turned to look at her rather long face. "I am most assured that you will not allow such a misfortune to take place, but if you are unsure as to your capability to be destructive, pay a visit to Colonel Carter and I am sure that she will most pleased to assist you. Enjoy yourself, Vala Mal Doran. I shall return later this evening."
As the elevator doors opened, Vala came to the conclusion that Teal'c was not going to give in to her flawless puppy-dog eyes and that it was time for more drastic measures. Getting a running start, she launched herself into the air and settled on Teal'c's back just as he crossed the threshold into the disconcertingly small metal box.
"You listen to me, Muscles. If I stay on this base one more second, I am going to lose what's left of my sanity," she whispered into his ear, quite sincere.
"You will be in good company, then," he said, both figuratively and literally throwing her off.
"I beg your pardon?" she asked from the floor, quite undeterred by the fact that she had been unceremoniously dropped.
"O'Neill has revealed to me on more than one occasion that he is 'crazy, nuts, insane, bonzo, no longer in possession of one's faculties, three fries short of a Happy Meal,' and 'wacko.' In that order, no less. It would come to no surprise to me that if you two spent sometime together in a padded room, there would be much improvement from you both." Vala hardly listened to a word he had said, but was in marvel that his face had remained perfectly slack through the whole thing. He was equally as surprised of her, but dare not show it.
"To turn to the matter at hand," he said, very obviously changing the subject, "since I did not encourage you to accompany me on my quest, I have not defied Daniel Jackson in any way." Vala was still in the floor, head cocked to one side, and mouth gaping in puzzlement, while Teal'c stood, stoically facing the door with his hands clasped behind his back. The scene must've been very odd to take in.
Sergeant Walter Harriman walked out of the elevator at its next stop very much feeling that he had missed something.
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Yay! First chapter.
This is my first DanielVala story, so please send your thoughts, opinions, revelations, whatever comes to mind.
Oh, the title will come to make sense in time. Be patient.
I hope this little sample was as enjoyable for you to read as it was for me to write.
Thanks!
KT