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Round Two

Romance and Angst

Rated M

English

Daniel & Vala

Chapter Four

"Let me help." Came her reply. As good natured as she had intended it to be. Who else would she rather have spur of the moment hot, deliberate alien sex with? Her little play thing had finally got 'his wits about him' as she'd heard several times on the television. Vala slid her hands underneath his t-shirt and felt the coarse smattering of hair over his chest and she bunched the material in her hands and lifted it over his head. Daniel blinked as she noted the deep red spread itself over his face as she handled his toned body.

"So much for just sex." She smirked and felt the throb of his pulse in his neck. Moving her attention to his other clothes she ran her hands down to where her eyes were set on and carried on making a one way conversation. She should do this more often if it managed to shut him up. Perhaps the next time he started ranting on about one of the many worlds or civilisations he took a shine to so many a time. Maybe one too many times.

"Let's get these other bits and bobs off too, hmm?" Vala smiled and he just sat on the corner of her bed and grunted in reply. Daniel quickly took off the rest of his clothes, working downwards, though starting with his shoes. Ignoring her attempts to flirt with him without words. Once again he found the part of his mind which was not concentrating on his task at hand wondering why he got himself roped into this. After all how many times had he managed to weasel his way out of her previous attempts? How did it suddenly get to this? He feared he may already know the answer, though didn't allow the contemplations in his head to be visible from to her eye. Especially with Vala in her current position.

A few hours later, Daniel untangled himself from Vala under the sheets. If she didn't already plague his every thought during day and night. She definitely would from now on. Though there was one solution that came to mind after the act. But it wasn't at all for the faint hearted. He looked at his watch and journeyed down the all too familiar corridors in Stargate Command. Daniel Jackson heard Samantha Carter before he saw her. Up to her eyes, busy and buried in her life long work as per usual in her office at the SGC, her hands on the white computer at her desk with a usual occurrence of books, journals and experiments scattered higgledy-piggledy over the surface of it. Her fingers tapping away enthusiastically on the key board until she caught sight of him loitering in the door. "Daniel, hey, what brings you down here?"

"I need you to do something for me... I'm not quite sure how to put this but it's Vala." Daniel slowly stated.

"My God, what happened? Is she okay?" Sam had her half-full coffee cup hovering inches away from her face before concern got the better of her.

Daniel vehemently shook his head. "Vala's fine, she should be more than fine actually. I, um, cured her. At least for now." He winced and averted his gaze in anticipation for her reaction.

"Oh, you mean you-" Samantha nodded with a slight grin."Ah, good for her. But why are you down here? Shouldn't you be still with her, maybe taking her to see a medic?" She ended with a brow raised.

Daniel shrugged uncomfortably and still refused to make eye-contact. "No, Sam. I need to ask you something."

Vala Mal Doran woke to a silence, to the feel of the cold, white sheets underneath her fingertips. Searching blindly for her clothes, her fingertips found them around the side of the bedside. Quickly dressing and shrugging off the feel of sleep still clinging to her muscles, Vala caught sight of a note on the bedside.

Vala. My deepest apologies, as amazing last night was with you. I can't keep it with me.

Vala gaped at the scrunched piece of paper in shock and awe, throwing it to the other side of the room, hastily opening the door to the hallway and went in search for her missing lover...

There was a slim possibility he would have been able to operate the device himself. Though, how well was another matter. He was glad Sam could help him, though how his future self would be able to stay sane with the inundated questions and queries as to how a night with the infamous space pirate Vala Mal Doran had gone. But how had it gone? He wasn't all that sure. Though he knew she'd had the time of her life – well he did at least, falling asleep with her in his arms, healthy and alive. With a beautiful smile on her face shortly before she'd thanked him moments before passing out through exhaustion. Obviously, he'd panicked. Frantically pulling on clothes after deciding to go get a doctor, although rational thought had taken over and he'd checked to see if she was still breathing. That was when he'd taken time to fully assess the situation.

He'd slept with his best friend. There was no other way to put it. The fact they work together on a daily basis was more than enough reason for rational thought to win once more. Daniel mulled on his thoughts which led him to be tied down and plugged into the machine Mitchell had some experience with a few years back. Which had ended badly as his memory served correct. Sam busied herself with the controls on the other side of the wires he was attached to. He hadn't a clue how the device worked. As much as he would have loved to get his hands on it and do a little experimenting with it himself. Though he was more than sure he was in safe hands with Samantha operating instead. "This will seem a little strange." She frowned slightly.

"No stranger than wondering if the night before had been all a dream." Vala stood in the doorway, an uncertain expression masking her face, smoky hair flowing past her shoulders. Wearing the clothes from the night before, she shook her head. "Oh, Daniel. What are you doing? I wake up to come searching for you and get pointed down here and this is what I find!" Vala sighed, deeply and moved over to oddly brush the hair from his face and the facial electrodes. "I had feared the worst." Her voice is lowered a fraction so only the two of them could hear. "Either writing a letter of resignation or gone from the building with no-one knowing where you had gone. I'm sure you know what you're doing with yourself." She stops her caresses and motioned to leave. "I would follow in your brave footsteps but unfortunately it'd be too dangerous for me."

He gestured to the room and Sam still making calibrations – at least that was the only word he caught that he understood. "I know. Wait for me in the commissary. I'll be there as I normally am, after... this."

"Okay." She moved over to Sam and asked her what memories she will be using to replace the ones the night before with her. Sam replied he would have spent the night rereading text books and journals. Nothing that will leave an anomaly or anything suspicious. And as If to furthermore sink the memories in to blend with the others, Sam will ask him how his reading had turned out and at some point during the day she'd move the books onto his work bench in his office. Afterwards, she bid farewell to her and to Daniel, though with her signature smile. Though, when she turned the corridor he didn't see it fade. Unable to eat, yet not wanting to leave the commissary an half hour later, Vala went in search of Daniel. Found him, less than that, in his office with Sam taking his pulse. "I gave him a sedative. Don't worry it won't harm him after the surgery earlier."

"Ah, I did wonder." Vala replied, brow furrowed.

"It was when I realised I had no idea how to explain or even input the memory of him being in my office when he was supposed to be working in his." With a lopsided smile, Sam reached Vala and outside his office. "Come on, lets get brunch. Oh and we might need to tell Mitchell what happened and maybe the Doc if anything goes awry, don't worry – it won't!"

"Good, I'm glad." Vala told her best friend, though hadn't yet to tell herself whether she was gladsome, too.

Happy finale, all! *passes party popper*

Hope you enjoyed! That's the end for this one, and if you're in withdrawals already – never fear! I've already started a new DaVala fic called 'Funeral of Hearts' enjoy!