Chapter 6

Tyler's still there when Cam wakes up in the morning, curled up in Vala's arms. They're both dead to the world and Cam gets out of bed as quietly as possible to avoid disturbing them. It's early, the hour Cam's used to waking up so he can go for a run before coming back to help with breakfast for the kids.

He's not expecting anyone else to be up, but runs into Adria in the hallway. She gives him a sleepy smile and Cam gets an idea. He tells her go get dressed and, intrigued, she does so quickly.

While she's putting clothes on he scribbles a note and leaves it on the kitchen table in case anyone else wakes up.

"Where we going, Daddy?" She asks once they're outside.

"Thought we'd drive into town and get breakfast," Cam says. "There's a great waffle place not far away. I think you'll like it."

"Did you used to go with Grampa?" She asks him.

"No, we didn't live here when I was your age," Cam says. "We lived in Tennessee. Know what the capital of that is?"

She rolls her eyes. "It's Nashville, Daddy."

"Smart girl," Cam says. "We didn't move here until I was in high school."

"You were a teenager?"

"Yep. Fifteen, I think. Long, long time ago." He grins at her. "I'm old, did you know that?"

"Not as old as Uncle Jack or Uncle Hank."

Cam laughs. "Okay, that makes me feel better."

Once they get to the diner Cam asks for the special waffle menu and tells her she can pick out anything she wants. Her eyes go wide as she looks over the list, then all of the pictures of their various specials. "Anything?" She checks.

"Anything." He nods at her.

"Can I get a couple anythings?"

"You know how big waffles are, little starving girl?" Cam makes a picture of a waffle with his hands, maybe exaggerating a little. But he knows her eyes are almost always bigger then her stomach. Right now. He's sure her mother's insatiable appetite will be one of the many traits she's inherited.

Adria's eyes go big and she looks back at the menu. "I guess I'll just have the s'mores one."

"Good choice, that one looks delicious." When the waitress stops back he orders a fruit one for himself and then lets Adria order her own.

"They all look exceptional, but I think I would like the s'mores waffle, please." She flips her menu closed and hands it to the waitress who's smiling at her. "I tried to get daddy to let me have two but he doesn't think I could eat it."

"Well they are quite big." The waitress can't see that child being able to eat that much either.

"I've got a big mouth, miss." Cam's laughing across the table, nodding his agreement. "My stomach is pretty big too." She pats it for effect.

"Well, you can always order another later if you're still hungry, then." She swipes the menus and heads off to put their orders in. Coming back quickly with the orange juice and coffee.

"Can I get another then?" There were so many flavors and she wants to try them all.

"Maybe we'll order a bunch more and take them to go. Bring breakfast home for everyone." Cam loves the idea of surprising the family with hot waffles.

Adria's eyes get big, well bigger, and she giggles. "They'll be so happy and I think we should do that."

The waffles arrive after not much of a wait and Adria's extremely pleased with her choice. It's covered in chocolate sauce, tiny marshmallows and crushed graham cracker. She uses her fork and knife expertly for only a seven year old and delights with moans and mmm's over her first bite.

"This is heavenly, daddy."

"Can I have a bite?" She ponders it for a second as if she's counting how many bites are available before agreeing. She cuts him a generous piece after her wondering and feeds it to him across the table. "Oh you're right. This is good. You're mother would enjoy it, that's for sure."

"'Cause she likes sweets just like me. Especially if you can trick someone into feeding them to you for a meal!"

"Yes, especially then."

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Everyone is indeed thrilled over the breakfast that Cam and Adria bring back home for them. Wendy and Hank are already up but it takes Cam rousing Vala and Tyler to get them downstairs.

"Mommy, I got you one with strawberries and chocolate on it, and Tyler, you have the same one I did. It's got marshmallows and chocolate on it. It's like candy for breakfast."

Tyler's immediately sold on the concept.

"So what's the special occasion?" Frank asks, enjoying his own meal.

"Just thought I'd take Adria out, nothing special," Cam says. "We were both up early. Unlike someone else."

Vala makes a face at him that makes Tyler giggle. "We just need our beauty sleep, don't we?"

"Uh huh," Tyler says, giving her a dimpled grin, one that strongly resembles his father's.

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Cam and Vala have to re-pack for their weekend away, but they manage with only one bag this time.

"You know, I'd think that he didn't intend on me actually wearing that much clothing..." Vala muses.

Wendy snickers, and Cam groans. The children are playing out back with Frank watching them and joining in when he can.

Vala goes over the fairly short list of dos and don'ts with the kids. Adria's in perfect physical health; never sick, no allergies or sensitivities. They've just come to accept that it's one of those things about her that sets her apart. She knows that she's different too in some way and they haven't quite resolved exactly how much to tell her when she inevitably comes asking them questions, but at some point they both think that she will need to know the truth.

Cam hopes that day doesn't come for a while, though. He has no idea if she'll look at him the same way once she knows that he's not her father. He knows that she heard it once but she was very young and has never brought it up again.

Vala sees the look that passes over his face as she's instructing Wendy on everything. She'll ask him about it when they get in the car. Something is bothering him. They can't check in until three and it's only eleven, but they have things they want to do. Cam's going to take her to a movie and then a late lunch. It's been so long since she's seen anything not rated G. A movie with sex and fights and love instead of fluffy cartoons or Hannah Montana.

Wendy pulls her in for a hug after she's done listing things that she already knows. "Don't worry. We'll be fine. You two have a good time." She turns to Cam. "Don't let her out of bed much."

"God, mom! I..."

"I like the way your mother thinks, Cameron." Vala gives her a squeeze before stepping back. She motions to her husband to come with outside. "Kids!" Both of them pause and come charging over. "We're heading off for the weekend now.

"When you coming back?" Tyler is concerned about how many hours he'll be without his mother, and his father, just not to the same extent.

"Monday after lunch, little slugger." Cam ruffles his hair. "You guys will have so much fun without us, you'll be begging us not to come back." Neither of them look convinced. It makes Cam beam a little with how much their children love them and rely on them. It will be nice to get some Vala only time but he knows them and by Monday at eleven they'll both be anxious to see them.

"Do we get to eat sweets?" Adria bats her eyelashes and tilts her head with a coquettish smile.

Cam grunts a laugh and just shrugs. "Grandma and grandpa's rules. You'll have to convince them." He doesn't want to let them know that his mom is harsher then their own. At least she was when he was that age. "Alright hugs and kisses."

He and Vala kneel down and take turns hugging each child. Smacking kisses on their lips before they stand up. Tyler looks like he wants to cry. His lip is wiggling just so and there is a sheen across his eyes.

The look on Vala's face tells him he needs to get her moving now. "Okay, we're off. Be good. We love you."

"We love you so much." Vala adds as Cam is pushing her through the doorway. He gets her into the car and is driving away when she starts to tear up a bit.

"Hey, they'll be okay." His hand reaches for hers and he squeezes it as he threads their fingers together. "It gives a guy a complex when the girl is crying about a weekend of being alone with him."

"I don't think I've been away from them for this long before..." They usually take a night in a hotel when they see his parents but this time his mother insisted on the long break. She understands needing time to reconnect with your spouse. Time away from children, time to enjoy one another and celebrate the love they have for each other. At least, that's all the things that she told him. He'd agreed - just to get her to stop spouting such things to him. Vala has no issues divulging anything and everything about their sex life to his mom. He has a lot of problem with this and prefers to pretend his mother has had sex twice.

"We're going to have fun. Now what movie do you want to see?"

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They make it through the movie and dinner in a perfectly civilized manner but some time between getting in the car to head home and actually making it through the door of their hotel room, something happens. Something to do with wandering hands and dirty words and by the time the door clicks shut behind them Cam is hard and Vala has her hand on him but he's got other plans, other things he wants to do.

"No, wait," she says, slithering out of his grasp, and he groans at the loss of warm skin under his fingertips but she just winks and disappears into the bathroom with the suitcase. He knows enough to know that something good is coming and he tries his best to set the mood the rest of the way - takes off his shirt, shoes, socks, pants, walks around the room and makes sure everything else is in place. He dims the lights, checks to make sure there are no messages and then to make sure that they are on silent so they won't be interrupted, Lube, just in case they need it, though Vala's body usually provides more than enough.

When she walks out, he realizes that it's entirely worth the wait. She's got lingerie on every bit as sexy and slinky as a new bride but her stomach is swollen and the material flutters around her. His mouth goes dry and his palms grow damp and he knows he has to have her right now. He guides her over to the bed and kisses her, cups her face and worships her mouth with his, then kneels down. She gasps and knows what he's going to do next, knows it and wants it. Her legs spread eagerly and he settles between her thighs, nuzzling his nose against the trimmed curls there and breathing in her scent.

He teases her with fingers first, tracing along her lips until she gasps and squirms. She's swollen, growing damper and more slick with every teasing pass until she gasps out his name.

He looks up at her like he has no idea what she wants.

"You're mean," she says, pouting.

He leans in and bites her inner thigh very lightly and she breathes in deep, appeased. She leans back, eyes drifting shut, while he starts to lick at her cunt. He takes his time, tongue swiping over her lips, tracking the seam of them before slowly licking them apart, drawing the tip of his tongue over her silken inner parts, tasting the sweetness of her against his tongue. He pushes his tongue as far into her as he can go, feeling the way she tries to clench around him but it's not quite enough to be fulfilling or give her any true measure of satisfaction.

He replaces it with two fingers for her to clench around while he moves on to her clit. His chin is damp with her by now and all he can smell is her fragrance, heady and arousing. His cock tents the boxer briefs he's wearing but he ignores it for now in favor of suckling the little nub of her clit and then feathering it with flicks of his tongue until Vala's gasping, wound up tight, ready to explode. She has her fingers clenched in his hair enjoying the slight shagginess now that he's let it grow out, using a firm grasp to guide him where it is she wants him at the most. His fingers keep up a steady thrusting and give her something to work against while he drives her to overstimulation with his lips and tongue until she finally whimpers out his name and shudders against his mouth.

He lightly suckles around her sex until she's done orgasming. His fingers slip free and she grabs the hand and brings it to her mouth - tasting herself. It makes her moan, her body resetting, preparing for another climax. It's tiring to think about how many times she needs to come now to be sated. Cam is good at trying. Sometimes her fingers have to relieve the last bit of tension though.

He hasn't made a move to come up, content to kiss, nibble and lick at the soft skin of her inner thigh. When she's done cleaning his fingers with her tongue he sets it on the top of her thigh and draws wet circles on it.

The lingerie is feeling very confining suddenly. She wants him to touch her skin, anywhere, everywhere. A few tugs of little strings release the material and she pulls it off and tosses it to the floor.

"That didn't last long..." He's not complaining, just observing. He prefers her without clothes but the treat of seeing her in something lacy and silky. Her breasts look like they are begging for attention. The tips are stiff and peaked. He gets an image of milk beading out and his cock swells. "Your breasts swell so nicely when you're pregnant."

"Mmmhmmm." She cups one and holds it up as an offering. "They're really sensitive right now too." He's next to her on the bed in a moment, mouth latching on, sucking harder then she was expecting. It feels good. A tiny bit of pain bleeding into a cacophony of her moans. The line between pain and pleasure for her is thin. Especially on her nipples. He scrapes his teeth along the underside before switching to the other. The feeling is electric and sends shudders of pleasure back down to her clit. His fingers haven't yet left her thigh and they journey back to her core.

"God, you're so orgasmic." He loves it. It makes him feel so potent and manly when he can make her come over and over. Even if it is the hormones. It doesn't matter. It's his mouth, fingers and cock bringing her off every time. "I'm going to make you come again, baby."

"I hope so..." She spreads her legs wider and his index finger starts playing with her clit. Tight, fast circles. Slow strokes that move the skin back and forth over the tight bud. His mouth never stops the suction on her breast. He keeps switching and suckling, nipping and nuzzling, before repeating. He matches his finger to the tempo of his mouth and soon she's there again. This time he doesn't give her any penetration. He brings her to the edge a few times. Backs off with the pressure and kisses her chest between her breasts before starting everything again. He wants her so ready to come again when he finally lets her.

"Please, Cam... Let me come or I'll do it myself."

"So impatient." He mumbles the words around a mouthful of her breast. He loves her threats. It's just as hot for him to watch her masturbate. This round belongs to him though. His fingers and mouth give her precisely what she needs. Her body arches against him and she's shuddering through another climax.

He pulls back and kisses her mouth this time, finger still moving lightly on her until she jerks her head away and moans. His lips slide over her cheek and rest against her jaw, tasting the salt of her exertion in the sweat on her skin.

"Your turn..." Vala says, sliding a hand down his body to grasp his cock through his boxers, thumb finding the head. There's already a growing damp spot there where he's leaking precome. She moves her hand up and hooks her fingers into the elastic waistband, drawing them out and then down.

He moves accommodatingly, groaning when she starts to stroke him with bared fingers. She's lazy and sated, not finished by far but feeling no more urgency. She wants to play for a bit now and she lets him know it, crawling on top of him. She hovers on all fours to kiss his mouth, her belly big enough to still touch his stomach, his cock sandwiched between them. He thrusts up just a little, rubbing his cock against her, smearing precome over the stretched taught skin of her stomach.

Leaning back, she looks down. "Ooh, someone's making a mess." She wipes the precome with her fingers and then licks it clean before going back to circle his cockhead with a very light touch, enticing more to drool out.

"Yeah, you," he grins at her.

"Mm, you saying this belongs to me?" She dances her fingers down his shaft and then scoots back so she can cup his balls. It makes his breath come a little faster.

"Oh yeah. All yours."

"Ooh, I like it when things are mine." She lifts herself up and then steadies him, holding his cock upright so she can slide down onto it. His fingers grip her hips and he thinks that she'll move but she doesn't, just sits on him, lets him stay buried inside of her and doesn't move.

His knees are bent and she leans back on them, running her hands down her body - over her heavy breasts, cradling her stomach, then lower to rake through her pubic hair and down to circle her clit with one finger. Cam grunts a little and tries to move again but she stills him with a shake of her head. "No, I want it like this."

"But - what-" He's confused.

She just gives him a mysterious smile and starts to circle her clit with her finger, getting into it. She moans and whimpers and takes her bottom lip between her teeth and Cam gets so wrapped up in watching her, and it turns him on so much. Suddenly he's in tune with every little movement of her body, her internal muscles clamping down on him, pulsing and squeezing rhythmically as she gets closer and closer to getting herself off. He's sweating now, his body reacting to exertion that isn't even happening, and every time his ass lifts off the bed she presses back down more firmly.

"Yes, oh, oh, yes," she gasps, and she's so close to coming, he can feel it, and the rippling around him intensifies and then he's actually coming before she is, without even realizing how close he is until it's there and it's unlike anything, catching him off guard until he's hollering her name and then Vala's following right behind him, finally moving to finish them off properly.

His hands caress her thighs as they both let the feeling roll off them. Her fingers are tickling his abs, but it feels good, maybe because he's so relaxed, her touch is a bit firmer then the typical light caress. He's softening inside her and a rush of emotion hits him. He's happy. So happy. It must show on his face because she's looking a him as if she wants to know the secret.

"I'm just..." He lets his fingers trace their way up her skin. Ass, belly, breasts. He cups her neck and pulls her down for a kiss. "I'm really in love with you."

"That's good news." She pecks his lips again before sitting back up. "I'm hoping it's just not brought on by the powerful orgasm you just had."

"It might have a slight effect on the euphoria I'm feeling. But the love part is just as big as it was before."

She leans back against his legs. The air in the room is cool, hotels are cold in the summer and the winter it seems. "We should take advantage of that hot tub."

"You'll cook my baby!" Cam teases as he flattens his palms on ether side of her belly. He feels a fluttery motion and it's always fascinating. Feeling the life inside her. Sometimes he can't believe it's real. They're having another baby.

"It's already baking in there. May as well raise the heat a bit." She wiggles around and he slips free. "Too bad I'm too awkward to carry to the tub. I love it when I can get out of walking."

Cam presses her to the mattress. "Wait here. Let me fill the tub, baby." He kisses her forehead and lets his hand slip down her arm as he gets out of bed and walks to the bathroom. The tub is huge and it's got the power jets on all sides. Luckily whoever invented it also made the spigot larger, much to Cam's surprise. In no time at all the bathtub is full of warm water, he turns the flow down and finds some - not too girlie - scent oil and adds it. When all the jets are covered he shuts the water off and activates the bubbles. It's not very loud, another nice feature, and the jet stream doesn't appear over powering.

Vala is lying with half the comforter pulled across her when he goes back out. "Chilly?"

"Mmmhmmm..." She's sleepy too, but still not out of the count. "Bath time?"

He just grins and knocks the blanket back. Without warning her he scoops her into his arms. Sure he's a bit older, but even with the baby weight Vala is light. Her delight is evident in her giggle. She wraps her arms around his neck and holds on tightly as he whisks her off to the bath tub.

He gently and gingerly steps into the hot tub. And somehow, despite the protesting of his joints he manages to sit down without disturbing much of the water out the side. She lays against him on her side at first, head on his chest and his arms still hugging her to his body. Their legs are sprawled in front of them and it's deep enough for Vala to float a little.

"Feel good?" Cam asks. He knows that she's starting to hit the point where her back aches a bit from the added weight and shift of muscle to accommodate,

"Heavenly," Vala sighs, leaning her head back against his shoulder and smiling a very blissed out smile. "What about you?"

Underneath the water, her hand finds his hip and massages softly. It feels good and he lets out a happy groan. The older he gets, the more of a grudge his body holds for the bashing that it's been put through - both during his crash and his years on SG-1 afterwards, throwing himself into the middle of a variety of fights, hand to hand combat, ambushes, and on a couple of very memorable occasions, even old school sword fighting.

(The ones with swords, those were his favorites.)

"What do you think the rugrats are doing right now?" Cam asks, smiling.

Vala glances over at the clock. "Well, since we haven't received any phone calls, I'm going to assume that Tyler hasn't put up too much commotion over us being gone."

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you sounded disappointed," Cam teases her.

"Well..." Vala sighs, a bit wistful in a way that makes Cam wrap his arms around her a little more snugly, pulling her back down to him. "It's nice to be missed."

"I miss when you're not nearby," Cam says.

Vala smiles at him. "But you can care for yourself. The children... can't."

"Yet," Cam says. "Though with the way Addy picks up things, wouldn't surprise me if she wasn't self-sufficient before she hits double digits."

That fact both makes Vala proud and upset at the same time, and Cam can sense that reaction so he tries to veer the conversation in a different direction. Right now isn't for heavy contemplation; it's for bubbles and fun and sex. Lots and lots of sex.

He reaches out and scoops up a handful of the bubbles and then dabs them on her nose. Vala sputters a bit and exhales heavily, sending the foam flying. She turns to look at him and scrunches up her face, a bit of the bubbles still clinging to her cheek. "That wasn't very nice of you, Cameron."

"Oh? Really? Wasn't it?" Cam plays dumb.

"No, it wasn't. Do you need to have a time out?" Vala threatens, using the voice that she uses with Tyler. "It's one minute for every year of your life, you know."

"Oh, god, we'll be here forever," Cam groans.

"Well, maybe that wouldn't be so awful..." She settles back against him again. The baby is enjoying the warmth of the water, moving around. She rubs her stomach where the motion tickles her. "Someone's enjoying themselves."

"Well, I hope so... oh, you meant..." He lets her guide his hand to the right spot and his face instantly breaks out into a huge grin. "Wow, that's a soccer player."

"Or a little girl very capable of defending herself from amorous attacks."

"Oh, I like yours," Cam says. "Though if it's a girl, she won't need to. I'll do her just like I do Adria and threaten never to let her out of the house."

"And Tyler?"

"Probably won't want to leave anyway," Cam says, kissing Vala's cheek. "Needs his Momma too much."

Cam kisses just under her ear and then down her neck, over her shoulder. "Lean forward."

She does so eagerly, suspecting what's to come. At the first touch of his thumbs pressing in firmly to the small of her back she groans, vocal about how good at it feels. "You have to do my feet after this."

"Do I now?"

"Yes, you do." She looks over her shoulder at him and winks. "And then I'll rub something of yours."

"As tempting as your making this offer sound, I still have to rub your feet."

"You love my feet. They're adorable feet." Vala moans as his hands find a particularly hard lump in her back.

He chuckles and ignores her. Cam digs in deeply with his thumbs and feels the tension leaving her muscles. There are knots all up along her shoulders and on the left side of her spine on the lower part of her back. "The baby been sitting on this side, honey?"

She nods gently and wiggles around so he can really get a good angle on that spot. "It's a lopsided kid already."

"I'm sure it didn't stand a chance in the off kilter department." He keeps finding more and more spots that she's so tight and tense. "Honey, you need to tell me when you're hurting like this..." It upsets him when she hides any sort of discomfort from him.

"If I did that I'd never shut up-" Cam's about to say something but she stops him. "Don't even, Cameron Mitchell."

"You left yourself wide open for that, darling."

"If you aren't careful there will be one less thing I'll be leaving myself wide open for..." Cam smirks behind her and moves his hands from rubbing her back to her hips, tugging her into the vee of his legs. She's pressed back to chest against him now and her head naturally falls back against his shoulder. He lets his palms smooth along the tops of her thighs.

"For some reason I don't think I'll have an issue getting you to comply." He slides his hands up, right under the baby bump, and he doesn't even have to make a request with words or even extra pressure. Her legs part and he takes advantage. One hand starts rhythmically stroking her thigh and the other rakes through her curls.

"Are you calling me easy?" She gasps as his middle finger slips between her folds. He's rubbing back and forth along her labia. She's almost instantly aroused. It's not fair - the effect he has on her body. His nose is rubbing along her ear, lips tickling the soft skin behind it and she's suddenly wet, really fucking wet.

He hums along her throat before traveling back up to whisper in her ear. "You're not hard."

"Mmmmm... I leave that to you." She gasps as his finger circles her clit. Barely any pressure. Barely any movement at all, but it's driving her despite that. She, apparently, doesn't need much when it comes to him. She can feel her clit swelling under his touch.

"I don't know." He presses down on her clit a bit more and gives a quick circle. "Feels pretty hard to me."

It does. Everything suddenly feels tight and ready. God, she could get used to this. This constant arousal, constant desire for an orgasm. "More... Cam, more."

"You want to come, again?" Cam knows the answer. The pink blush on her chest told him he didn't need to ask. She was about to whether she wanted to or not. "Three times tonight isn't enough?"

"You're the bastard who put his fingers on me." Her hands grip at his thighs and use them for leverage. Her hips are moving in time with his finger. Or she was. "Hey!"

"You don't want me to touch your clit, baby?"

"I didn't say that..." She's mewing at him, bucking in the water trying to get him to keep going. "I'm so close."

He moves his hand back to the crease where her sex meets her leg. So near where she wants him but not close at all. "You called me a bastard. Accused me of touching you when you didn't want it."

"I was teasing... Please Cameron." His name is so breathy coming off her lips. He twitches wanting to go back to fingering her.

He slides his fingers inside her, moving his hand so that his thumb can rub her clit while he fucks her gently, water sloshing against the sides of the hot tub. He can't see what he's doing underneath the thick bubbles but he can feel her. He loves the way that the slickness of her body is different from that of just the water and the way she starts to move, unable to hold still. He doesn't draw out the torture much longer; he lets her come, working against him, and she shouts her pleasure this time, shouts his name.

Cam is still utterly pleased with himself. "Score one more for me," he says, biting her earlobe gently.

"No, I think I got that one," Vala teases, turning her head slightly to kiss him. She moves back with purpose now, silently asking.

He's hard against the small of her back but he's not in a hurry. He'll only get one more tonight; his body's hit that point, he needs more time to recover, but it's never really been a problem for them. She's insatiable and he gets off almost as much on just making her come. "Not yet," he says. "You ready to get out, though? Gonna turn into a raisin."

It's the same teasing threat he uses with Adria and Tyler during their bath time, resulting in an unfortunate phobia of raisins for Tyler when he took the story a little too literally.

She nods and moves off of him, stretching out again. She gives him an expectant look and a smile. "Go on, fetch me a towel."

He laughs but does what she says. He doesn't really mind being bossed around. When Vala's the one doing it, he actually kind of likes it. He dries off himself quickly and then finds a huge towel and holds it open while she stands up, putting a hand on his arm to keep herself from slipping in the bath until she steps out. He stands behind her and wraps the towel around her, hugging her with thick lush terrycloth between them.

"Love you," he says, and she turns, unable to stop the slightly giddy smile on her face. They kiss again standing there, mouths open together.

"I love you, too." She slips away from him, toweling her hair until it isn't dripping anymore and then flopping down onto the bed naked, mostly dry. She raises her legs in the air, kicking them back and forth. "Feet now?"

Cam laughs and settles in at the end of the bed, giving her a foot massage using some of the lotion the hotel has provided while Vala flips through the television stations until she finds a program that she wants to watch. "You hungry yet?"

"Always, Cameron, always." Her face lights up and she grabs the room service menu to flip through it.