Two hours later

"We need to inform Landry."

"I think, that…" Vala smiled secretly, "that is completely unnecessary."

"Vala, what did you do?"

"Nothing! I swear! I am completely innocent."

Daniel humped and leaned back into the pillow.

"I take offence to that sound." Vala rose.

"Vala?"

"I might have, you know, borrowed his credit card."

"To buy what?"

Vala jumped out of the bed knelt beside it and drew out a big box. She opened it and threw something at him. With great accuracy, it landed exactly on top of his face. It was black, and lacy. Daniel knew instinctively what it was. He slowly lifted it from his face and threw it back at her. He turned to his side and smiled at her.

"Exactly, how many of those do you have?"

"As many as I need to remind you."

"Remind me of what?"

"That you are an idiot."

"How am me being an idiot have anything to do with these, eh, black things?"

She smiled seductively. "Well, how many did I have to throw at you before you finally ended up here?"

"Eh…I, hrm…"

"That is how many I have got." She rose and hurried to get back under the covers. "Do not forget to pay the General back."

"Me?"

"Well, you are the one with the credit cards."

Daniel just shook his head. "Who is going to pay me back then?" He rolled her over so that she ended up on top of him. "We're going to make up a payment plan for you to follow. Rigorously."

"Oh," she laughed, "rigorously?! I like the sound of that." She bent closer and whispered in his ear, "I have been a very naughty girl."

Then the thought hit him. "What exactly did you by with General Landry's credit card?"

The only response he got was a light laughter. Then the only thing he could think of was kisses she gently pressed down his neck. He allowed himself to be subjugated to her tender ministrations. For a moment though, he could almost swear that she had said something, but it was soon forgotten.

"That is the spirit Tauri. Kneel in front of you God."

At the same time

"General, this came for you when you were out." The young sergeant handed Landry a small package.

"Thank you, Sergeant. That'll be all."

Landry looked suspiciously at the package. He was quite sure that he had not ordered anything. It was a small box, it barely weighed anything. He proceeded to unwrapping it and opened it Something soft, translucid and laced followed with his hand as he emptied the box. He held it up in front of him. At that moment, the young sergeant chose to return. He starred wordlessly at the General and then at the item in his hands, and then back to the General again.

"I, I didn't mean to disturb..." A crimson read started to spread over his face. "I'll come back, eh, later…" The sergeant quickly disappeared.

Landry starred at the negligee in his hands. It did not require much effort to understand who was at fault. He sighed, then pressed the intercom and called back the sergeant. He handed him the box. "This is to go to Dr Jackson."

"Dr Jackson?"

"Yes, Sergeant, Dr Jackson. And, I want him and Miss Mal Doran in my office, first thing tomorrow morning."

"Yes, General."

THE END