The Dating Game

Spacegypsy1

Series – The Dating Game. Different scenarios where Daniel cancels his date with Vala. Unrelated short stories. D/Vness.

Ten: Jail House Rock

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The stone walls were rank with mold, the one bed covered in a filthy ragged blanket. The only light came through a small barred window twelve feet up.

"It's been six days, Daniel, six days!"

"They'll show up. And actually," Daniel pivoted around to face her, "it's been seven days."

"I look like crap!"

"Vala, I don't think you have ever looked like crap."

First, she looked up, shocked. Then she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "You're just being nice because we're going to die." Her fingers tangled in the riot of her dark hair and she winced, then pulled herself free.

"Yeah, there's that."

"You're not being very positive. I thought you said they'd show up." She lost the glare and looked truly worried. "If you hadn't canceled that date the night before we left…and don't you dare say it wasn't a date, I might have died happy. But no! You decided to go to bed early! Of all the lamb brain excuses!"

"Lame brain. It's lame brain. And I was exhausted. It was a meeting not a date. If you remember, we were going to order in and go over the treaty."

"Oh, right. Go over the treaty which we didn't do and now I am going to die a slow, painful death and that weasely little troll man said you were going to watch. And then he was going to kill you. I so hoped I could have watched you die slowly. Much more appropriate, don't you think?" She tossed her head, but the attempt to fling her hair went awry as it was matted. "But not to worry. Cameron and Muscles will show up to take our bodies home."

"Now look who's not being positive. It won't be long. They'll be here."

"How wonderful! The light's fading, which of course, means tomorrow, our big day, is approaching. Maybe you should get some more sleep so you're rested up for the show!" Vala jumped up off the bed and went to the farthest corner. "You can have the bed tonight. I'm not sharing it with you!"

He came up behind her and laid a hand gently on her shoulder. "They'll be here. So. When we get back I'll take you on a date. Where do you want to go?"

Vala leaned back into his body. "There is no way on any planet, in any reality I would ever go on a date with you!"

"Fine!" He wrapped an arm around her waist. "Because there is no way in any universe or alternate, parallel, time warped or my reality I'd actually want to date you."

She crossed his arm with one of hers. "Good! You're a complete waste of my time. And you're boring. And you are the worst kisser! Ever!"

"You're a loose cannon." He hugged her tighter against his chest.

"You smell." Her hand caressed his arm, slowly.

"You're hair looks like crap." Daniel nuzzled the crappy hair.

"You're arm feels like lizard skin." Vala squeezed the lizardly arm.

"You annoy the hell out of me." His other arm snaked around her front.

"Only because you're wonko, batty, crazy, and the most unavailable man I have ever met."

"Because you make me nuts! You send out mixed signals. I never know...I hear P-90's."

With a delighted gasp, Vala turned in his arms. "It's about time."

"You can say that again." Cupping the back of her matted hair he held her to his chest with a sigh of relief.

"It's about time." Her laughter was muffled in his shirt.

Lifting her chin, he smiled down at her. "If you weren't so dirty I'd kiss you."

"If you weren't so grimy I'd let you."

"So, we have a date?"

"Yes, darling, you can take me to a spa and we can soak in a tub together."

"Umm, right. How about one little dirty, grimy, worst kisser ever, kiss?"

"Alright, one. But put a little effort into it this time."

He did.

When he ended the kiss, she sighed.

"So, better then the last time?"

"Daniel, it's been so long I'm not sure. I don't hear any gunfire. We don't have much time. Again?"

"Sure." So involved in the kiss, Daniel didn't hear the door open.

"Jackson, what the hell are you doin'?"

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