Title: Cabin Fever

Title: Cabin Fever

Author: dvshipper

Rating: PG-13

Warnings/Spoilers: Daniel/Vala and hints of Sam/Cam, non-graphic sex. Reference to Bounty if you squint.

Summary: SG-1 takes a road trip to Jack's cabin for some down time. Everything ensues.

A/N: Thanks to taraleesg1 (on lj) for being an awesome beta on this one! This story is a companion piece for my story Just Another Day in Paradise, but can be read on it's own. Set in late season 10.

Chapter 2: Of Steak and Pancakes

The night was warm with a light breeze blowing lazily through the tall pine trees. A single moth flew eagerly around the electric lantern Jack had set in the middle of the table. Sam and Vala laid out plates and silverware while the guys got beers from the massive supply in the fridge and the steaks from the grill.

"Wow, sir, you actually own a table cloth," Sam teased as they all sat down on the two benches connected to the table. Vala was beside her with Daniel at the end who was sitting across from Jack. Much to Sam's delight Cameron was sitting directly in front of her, giving her that sly, flirtatious grin. Teal'c seemed amused, being the largest of the four men yet sitting in the middle.

"I'll have you know that I just bought it today. Believe me, Carter, if it weren't for you guys being here, there would be no cloth," Jack replied as he shook salt over his baked potato. He was beginning to realize that certain members of his old team were much closer than he expected. They exchanged little looks and sneaking glances as if they were still in high school. When he put Mitchell in charge of SG-1, it was not to seduce Sam. Wait, when did he start thinking of Carter as Sam? It didn't really matter at the moment, Jack had steak in front of him.

"So, what are we doing tomorrow? Something adventurous maybe?" Vala asked Jack while cutting into the grilled meat on her paper plate. The knives were real, but the plates were disposable. Clearly this was Jack's cabin completely.

"Oh, you'll see," Jack told her, wiggling up his eyebrows and grinning like he knew something they didn't, which was probably true.

As the meal wore on, food disappeared into mouths and words were exchanged. They discussed the scenery they saw on the drive up, the giant ear of corn Vala never got to see, and the old man driving a motor home who almost crashed into them. More beer was brought out instead of dessert, but as the bottles began to empty, everyone looked pretty worn out. Daniel had his arm around Vala's shoulders, getting him an entire eyebrow conversation with Jack.

"Daniel, I think I'm going to head off to bed now. I'm about to fall asleep," Vala said quietly with a half-awake look on her face.

"I'm pretty tired myself," Daniel replied, getting up from the table and taking Vala by the hand as she stood up.

"Goodnight, Daniel," Jack said slowly, conveying more than just a goodnight. His conversation with General Landry had gotten him plenty of information about what had recently occurred between the couple. "Who's up for poker?"

"Sir, it's getting late and I think we've all had a pretty long day," Sam's voice trailed off.

"Carter, those two haven't been able to keep their hands off each other," Jack motioned toward the cabin. "Are you sure you want to be in that tiny house, trying to get some sleep after they just went in there holding hands?"

"I don't know, sir. She looked pretty tired to me," Mitchell offered his opinion.

"Mitchell, come on," Jack gave him a look of disbelief.

"I will get the cards, O'Neill," Teal'c said as he got up.

"Good idea, Teal'c," Sam agreed that playing poker well into the night was probably the best thing for all of them.

Daniel and Vala grabbed their bags from the pile the team had left on the living room floor. Vala ran into the bedroom that Jack had assigned Daniel. He had called it a bedroom but it was only slightly bigger than a closet. Vala quickly closed the door behind her, shutting Daniel out.

"Vala, what are you doing!?" Daniel asked through the wood, sounding more than a little confused. As he listened, trying to figure out what she was doing, he heard rustling and a zipper being undone. It was that sound that clued him in to what was going on. Apparently, Vala wasn't quite as prepared as she always prided herself on being.

"Come in," Vala said in an almost purr. She was sure that that was the fastest she'd changed clothes in a very long time. Her suitcase was neatly set in the corner and she was draped across the bed, trying to be as seductively alluring as possible.

Daniel slowly opened the door, curious as to what she'd changed into. Setting his bag inside the door and out of the way, he looked over to the bed where Vala was. Clad in black lace and tiny pink bows, she was laying on her side with her head propped up on her hand. With her free hand she was toying with the scalloped hem of her extremely tiny panties. All the while she had the biggest, most beautiful smile Daniel had ever seen on her.

Vala watched Daniel slowly move toward her, kicking off his shoes as he went. His eyes roamed over her body like she was a rare text he wanted to study, to memorize. When he got closer she felt a familiar heat radiate from her stomach. Vala felt his hot breath on her skin when he leaned over her. His eyes seemed darker, like two dangerous seas wanting to devour her instead of calm blue skies. "You think you're pretty seductive, don't you?" he asked into Vala's ear as his hands roamed over the bare skin of her stomach.

"You think I am," Vala replied in the same hushed tone, moving her hands beneath the cotton of his t-shirt. Daniel liked to do everything slow, so she figured this would be no different. He surprised her though when he stood back up, shucked his shirt and quickly discarded his jeans across the room. Daniel took off his glasses and put them on the shelf next to the bed. "Why, Daniel, aren't you the eager one tonight."

"You've been teasing me all day," Daniel told her before getting on the bed, a knee on either side of her hips. He leaned down to catch her lips in a kiss fiery with passion. "I simply can't resist," he told her after breaking from the kiss, his face still just inches from hers.

Vala kiss him slightly rougher than was necessary and let her hands begin to wander. Daniel's touch was forceful but caring in taking off the bits of lace that hid the rest of her body from him. She couldn't help but think how this was the first time they were together when not under the influence of an alien device. Those thoughts were lost however, when Daniel's fingers found their way south teasing her with every flick.

Daniel watched Vala's face scrunch when he entered her. Though he was sure Vala was no virgin, he knew he was seeing a side of her no one had seen before. When she opened her eyes to meet his, her expression was not just a look of pleasure but also of love. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he moved in and out of her, working toward the bliss of release.

Vala's body contracted, her eyes squeezed shut and her breath escaped her mouth in short gasps. She was almost at the edge when she heard Daniel's voice over the blood rushing in her ears, telling her to open her eyes. When she did, she saw him gazing at her with a tender expression. In that moment, both knew they weren't just one complete body, but also one complete heart. In the final throws, thinking in clichés was the only thinking they could do. That look pushed her over the edge and her body clenched around Daniel, bringing him along with her into the white light of ecstasy.

"Good morning, O'Neill," Teal'c walked into the kitchen in a t-shirt and flannel pajama pants. He had slept on the floor next to Cameron, while Sam had gotten the couch. Though not the worst place he'd ever slept, he was a little sore from the night on the hard floor.

"Mornin', Teal'c!" Jack said while flipping a pancake with a spatula. Eggs were cooking on a griddle next to bacon and there was a pitcher of orange juice on the counter. Though Jack was not very much of a morning person, he did like to cook breakfast for his team. Come to think of it, he liked cooking anything for them. Maybe it was some weird father thing.

"Smells good, sir," Sam came into the kitchen wearing an oversized grey Air Force shirt and baggy boxer shorts. Teal'c handed her a glass of orange juice when she sat next to him at the table.

Cameron stumbled into the kitchen a few minutes later, wearing the same outfit as Sam oddly enough. Looking still asleep, he rejected the orange juice Teal'c offered and went straight for the coffee pot. After pouring a mug full of dark coffee, Cameron sat next to Sam at the table.

"So you think Daniel and Vala will miss breakfast?" Sam asked Teal'c curiously.

"Most likely," he replied with a quirk of his eyebrow. Jack caught his attention when he set a plate of pancakes on the table.

"No they're not. I made it, so they're gonna eat it," Jack said before walking out of the kitchen toward Daniel's room. When he got to the door, he knocked loudly. "Breakfast is ready!"

"Go away," a muffled voice that sounded like Daniel replied.

"Not until you get up," Jack said loudly, making sure Daniel could hear him.

"Go! Away!" Daniel was certainly less muffled that time.

"I'll give you to the count of ten. One. Two," Jack continued counting until he reached nine, when he stopped for a second. "Ten!" Jack pushed open the door, prepared to see anything that Daniel and Vala could be up to.

"Jack, get out!" Daniel was visibly angry when Jack came into the room. Vala was sitting up in the bed with her back against the wall and the sheet wrapped around her. Daniel was standing over his suitcase looking for his favorite drawstring pants.

"It's getting cold," Jack told an almost naked Daniel before closing the door again. He grinned as he walked back to the kitchen thinking, 'Daniel, you dog.'

"Sleep good, Jackson?" Cameron asked when he saw Daniel walk into the kitchen. Cameron was feeling more awake, having drank most of a cup of coffee, his sense of humor was kicking in. Daniel moved straight for the pot of coffee, looking to get a cup of his own.

"What do you think?" Daniel mumbled, grabbing the creamer from the fridge. He was still a little irked from Jack barging in on him and Vala. Vala had wanted to sleep in, but Daniel had told her that if he had to get up so did she. However, she was certainly taking her time putting pajamas on.

When Daniel sat down at the table, Sam gave Cameron a look of warning. He responded with a tiny shrug, but Sam knew she'd gotten her message across. Teasing Daniel in the morning was not usually the best idea. Vala caught her attention though, as she sauntered into the room. The picture of just-out-of-bed perfection, her hair was in a messy bun and she wore a spaghetti strap nightgown that amazingly enough wasn't obscenely short or see-through.

"Good morning, everyone," Vala said before joining the team at the table and pouring herself a glass of orange juice. She kissed Daniel's cheek, sitting next to him. Smiling, he looked at her before starting in on the plate in front of him. Apparently, coffee wasn't the only thing that could brighten Daniel's mood in the morning.

"Sir, you still haven't told us what you've got planned," Sam told Jack who was seated at the head of the table. She was more than curious after he had dropped more hints while they were playing poker the night before. The game was still fuzzy in her mind due to the considerable amount of beer she had drank, but she distinctly remembered making a quip about Cam losing his pants when the game turned into strip poker. That was Teal'c's idea, believe it or not.

"It involves paint and masks," Jack replied cryptically. He watched everyone but Mitchell get confused looks. Leave it to the good ol' Southern boy to figure it out.

"Paintball, sir?" Cameron asked grinning. Though very similar to his job, he enjoyed paintballing with some of the marines every once in a while. It was also associated with fond memories from high school. Darrell and he used to go out in the middle of the night with friends and shoot sleeping cows. They had only gotten caught once, but even then it was just by a group of freshman out cow tipping.

"Yep!" Jack replied with a mouth full of pancake.

"Oh no," Daniel said to his coffee cup. He had come up here to get away from running around the woods with a gun. However, this time he could shoot Jack and not get put in prison. This day would most likely turn very interesting and hilarity was surely going to ensue.