A/N: just so u guys know…I started off being a Daniel/Vala shipper, but I now like the idea of Cam/Vala much better…there's just an unseen chemistry between the two of them that I don't think many people pick up on.

Take 'Avalon,' for example the whole "interesting if not somewhat limited gene pool" the school reunion and "The Quest II" When Daniel was using Merlin's device. Forgive my incoherent ramblings! On with the story!

2

I Told you so

"C'mon! This is just not…possible!" Cameron cried, hitting the blank console before him, moodily.

"It's just been confirmed, Cam," Carter commented. "There are reports of mass hysteria and rioting. People have already died,"

"Oh damn, this is like one huge, never ending episode of 'Punk'd'," The Colonel muttered.

"That is the second time this year that you have made that popular culture reference Colonel Mitchell. I am indeed confused as to its meaning," Teal'c commented stoically.

Cameron frowned and opened his mouth to explain, but Daniel interjected.

"Do you think this is really the time to be discussing bad TV shows that have annoying hosts? If we don't do something now, there will be no one left to actually watch that crap!"

"So Punk'd you've seen, Die Hard just collecting dust?"

"Mitchell! Focus! We are being invaded by fucking aliens and you're making jokes!" Daniel cried, throwing his arms up in frustration.

The team exchanged glances as he continued to curse. Nobody had ever heard him swear that colorfully before. At least not in English.

"Alright Jackson, cool your heels," Cam said wincing as Daniel threw him an evil glare.

"Now, c'mon guys, don't fight," Vala started, before reconsidering her admission. "On second thoughts, throw a few punches. Its not every day I get to see two similarly attractive men bleed at the same time,"

Both men stopped and turned simultaneously, giving her identical looks of complete surprise.

She shrugged. "What?"

They turned back to each other and shuddered.

"Don't even go there Vala," Daniel warned.

This always got her mad…well, more upset than anything else, the way the two men treated her like she was some kind of disgusting bug.

Sam glanced at her and saw the momentary flash of pain in her eyes, before she inevitably buried her emotions and stuck her tongue out childishly.

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Real mature Vala," he murmured, beginning to pace as he thought.

"Plenty more where that came from Danny boy, trust me,"

"I don't doubt it," He replied dryly.

Right, she needed to get out of this fucking room before she hit somebody.

She jumped to her feet with a huff and stomped heatedly out of the control room.

"What's up with her?" Cameron asked.

"It appears that yourself and Daniel Jackson have upset Ms Mal Doran." Teal'c pointed out wisely.

"I'll go see if she's okay," Carter volunteered, shooting both men a look of discontent.

She exited the room and jogged down the hallway, keeping her eyes out for the dark haired woman.

"Vala!" She called, spotting her.

"What Sam?" Vala replied, turning with a sigh.

"I just wanted to know if you're…alright," Sam said.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?"

The Colonel tilted her head. "Well its just, I've noticed Daniel and Cameron were being assholes toward you…" she trailed off.

Vala shrugged. "It's okay Samantha. I'm used to it. It just gets to me a little the way they treat me like…"

"Crap." Sam finished.

"I guess…but we have more important things to worry about Sam. We should get back and sort the bad guys out,"

"Vala…you're just as important," Carter pressed.

"Not right now,"

And with that she turned and headed back toward the control room, where Daniel and Cameron were continuing their argument.

"I did say Cam," Daniel said, "But noooo, you had to be stubborn and deny the facts!"

"Oh come off it Jackson! Its not like it was entirely obvious! I mean, what kind of evidence is green blurs on a lens! I can do that with the digital camera I got for my last birthday!" Colonel Mitchell argued.

"Yeah, but what about the data? Even Sam says so!"

"Don't bring me into this," Carter warned.

"Fine! You want proof Cameron, lets get proof!" Daniel waltzed to the speaker at the door. "Bridge, beam Colonel Mitchell and myself to the site,"

Cam rolled his eyes, preparing himself to be demolecularised and transported.

The two men disappeared in a flash of bright light, and when they rematerialized, they came face to face with whatever had been shot from mars.

A gigantic smoking capsule was half buried in the ground, smoking and surrounded by dead.

Cam dared a glance at Daniel who gave him a haughty look.

Mitchell didn't even need to ask what the archeologist was thinking, the words were clear on his face:

I told you so.


"We counted seventeen dead," Mitchell stated half an hour later. "Twelve air force soldiers were killed as well as five civilians. Its pretty darn messy down there."

Vala looked at Cam curiously. "Did he tell you he told you so?" she asked.

"No, he didn't…and, before you ask it, you can't either,"

Mal Doran adopted a look of hurt and clutched at her chest. "You wound me Cam Mitchell," she said, pouting.

"Sure I do," he muttered in reply.

"She's trying to guilt you to get into your pants. She tried that with me once," Daniel explained.

That's it. I've had it. Vala thought furiously. She slammed her hands hard on the briefing table, pushed herself up and kicked her chair over, before storming once more from their presence.

"You two have got to stop doing that," Carter scolded.

"What did we do now?" Cam asked innocently. "I never did anything!"

"You're treating her like dirt! It was only because of her that we were able to catch Adria! She had to watch her daughter die, and you both still lay the crap on her! Give her a break!" she cried before turning on her heel and storming from the room in annoyance.

Daniel and Cam looked at each other guiltily.

"You think we pissed her off that bad?" Cameron asked.

"I don't know. I think we pissed them both off," Daniel replied. "What should we do?"

Teal'c tilted his head. "I believe the best course of action would be to apologize to both Samantha Carter and Vala Mal Doran," he suggested, always the sound voice of reason.

"You think so? Maybe we should just let them cool down?" Cam said hopefully.

"I do not think that would be wise," the Jaffa pointed out.

"Why do women have to be so impossible?" Daniel questioned.

"I am unsure Daniel Jackson, but I suggest you both make your apologies separately, being sure to stay out of their reach."


Vala looked around her quarters and sighed.

She had been angry and looking back, she probably shouldn't have made the mess in the first place. It just meant more work for her.

Daniel had already been by to apologize for how he treated her, and she could only imagine that Colonel Mitchell would be along soon to do the same.

She had to smile however, at the picture of Samantha Carter scolding the two men and storming out.

Vala stepped over her over turned furniture and trudged toward the window, watching as the green blurs flew by the window toward earth.

They needed to do something about the predicament down below very soon. She was getting antsy and she wanted to help.

The chime at her door sounded signaling the arrival of Cameron Mitchell and she repeated her earlier sigh.

"Come in," Vala called.

The hydraulic doors hissed open but the woman did not leave her spot by the window.

"Wow, what the hell happened here?" Cam inquired, stepping over that junk. "Danny boy said you seemed to be alright,"

Vala glared at him. "I did it after he left. His fake apology just made me more angry."

"It wasn't fake. I'm sure he meant it."

"Don't give me that crap! I know Teal'c put you up to this! He's the only one intimidating enough to convince you!" She cried.

"Not true, Sam did a pretty good job,"

"Get out,"

Cameron stepped forward. "C'mon Vala, I know you could do with a hand to clean this mess up,"

"I don't want your help Mitchell,"

"Vala, I'm sorry, okay! I'm sorry that I treat you like crap! I know I shouldn't, but you and Daniel continuously bicker like an old married couple, that it kind of grates and I loose it!"

"Well you don't need to worry about that anymore Cam,"

She had now decided what she wanted to do.

"Why? Vala, what the hell are you thinking?" Mitchell inquired.

Vala circled her bed, sat on the mattress and placed her hand on the hidden zatt gun.

"I'm going down to earth, to help," she said.

"That's suicide!" Cam exclaimed.

"We've got to do something! Your planet is being invaded! There are people dying Cam! I can't sit here and do nothing!" she cried.

"We will do something Vala! But we need to give it time!"

"There is no time…"

"Vala, don't make me do something I might regret," Cameron said in a low tone.

"What Cameron! What can you do!"

Vala pulled out the Zatt.

"Whoa girl, put that thing down," Cam implored in his southern drawl.

"I always did think you were cuter than Daniel, that's why I'm sorry for what I'm about to do,"

"Wait just a minute missy I—"

Vala squeezed her eyes shut and pressed the trigger.

All Cam saw was the blue stream of energy before it hit him, then he knew no more…


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