~o0o~Number Seven~o0o~

They'd been stuck here for three days, waiting for Mitchell and Teal'c to return. Radio contact had been sparse, but enough to know the rest of their team was safe, just delayed by the massive rainfall.

"I need sunshine, Daniel!" Vala brushed her hair over and over, head down and hair splayed out in front of the huge fire.

He stood behind her staring, mesmerized before finally finding his voice. "Oh. Right. Sorry, not in my field of expertise. You'd need Sam to know how to create a sun... or was that blow up a sun? I get confused."

"Very funny," Vala continued to brush her hair forward to dry the mass that had been soaked in their recent and short foray from the cave. She was totally unaware of Daniel's perusal, or the fact that he'd captured a wayward strand between his fingers.

Dropping the silken thread as her brush rose, Daniel whispered, "Cobalt," without realizing he'd uttered the word aloud.

Tossing her hair back, Vala sat up. "Is that a beer? I'd love a beer!"

Daniel chuckled, sitting down beside her. "Nope. A color. So black it looks almost blue...or so blue it looks almost black." he paused as their gaze drifted towards each other. "Sometimes when the light hits your hair just so, it looks cobalt."

Voice low, sultry, Vala asked, "Are you flirting with me, Daniel?"

"No." He could barely force the word out. "Or maybe, yes."

Their faces inched closer. His eyes dropped to her lips and in response, Vala's tongue darted out to moisten the pink skin.

The radio crackled and they jumped apart. "Jackson! The rains settled down to a category one hurricane force, so we're gonna head your way. Put another log on the fire, man. Be there in twenty. Mitchell out."

As Daniel started to turn away, Vala grabbed his collar. "Twenty, darling."

Turning back with a grin he nodded. "Right. Twenty."

~ series...TBC