"Sir, we've got a problem," Colonel Mitchell said as soon as he and his team, save Daniel, walked through the 'gate. General Landry frowned as SG-1 walked up to him.

"Where's Vala?" he asked. The colonel winced.

"Daniel took her," he answered. Landry's eyes widened.

"Daniel?" he repeated. Cameron nodded. Sam stepped forward.

"Sir, Daniel's been made into a Prior," she said uneasily. Landry's gaze shot to Sam.

"What?" he demanded. Sam shifted uncomfortably under the general's penetrating gaze.

"According to Tevaris, a citizen there, he was…different than the other Priors. He was using a 'soft shell' side of evangelism, sharing only the benefits and positive merits of Origin as the path to salvation. He made no threats that Tevaris's village would face death and destruction if they refused to follow the Origin," Carter explained.

"He's still a Prior," Landry argued. Sam nodded.

"We know, sir."

Landry bristled angrily and looked at Cameron.

"Can a person become a Prior against their will?" he asked. Cameron's eyes darted to the floor.

"Apparently not, sir."

Landry sighed, hiding a growl of frustration. Why would Daniel join the enemy? Then he nodded wearily.

"All right. I'll give you fifteen minutes to unpack and then I expect a full explanation of what happened," he ordered. The remains of SG-1 nodded and separated to their quarters. Landry watched as Teal'c's retreating form left him alone in the 'Gate Room and sighed again, passing a hand over his brow. How they were going to get themselves out of this one, the general had no idea.

XxXxX

"Mother. I've missed you."

Vala ignored Adria as she continued to glare at Daniel. Adria smiled.

"Isn't our new Prior wonderful, Mother? He's quite loyal…though he does have the annoying idea that we should spare the unbelievers."

At this, Vala looked up to meet her daughter's gaze. "He was wonderful," Vala spat. "At least, I thought he was. Apparently I was wrong," she mused, returning her glare to Daniel. He only smiled. Unable to bare the sight of Daniel's white hair, white robes, white skin, and milky eyes any longer, Vala turned to look at another heartbreaker…her daughter. Miracle of the Ori. A devoted daughter, yes, but determined to turn her mother to the teachings of the Book of Origin. While her mother was equally determined to prove to her daughter the Ori were evil. Adria smirked.

"Danielle," she called. A young girl, a servant, scurried up to her mistress, head bowed. "Tell our cook we will have two for dinner. Daniel, as usual, will find his own food. Vala…well, she's my mother so we can't exactly let her fend for herself, now can we?"

"Yes, m'am," the servant girl answered meekly, and then scurried off to do as Adria bid. Adria looked up to Daniel and Vala and smiled warmly.

"Daniel, lead Mother to her quarters. Mother, I will see you for dinner. That isn't a request," she ordered. Vala replied with a narrow-eyed glare as Daniel led her away.

XxXxX

About what some would call an "earthly" hour later, Vala found herself sitting in front of an elaborate feast, her daughter at the head of the table beside Vala. By the main entrance stood Daniel, a silent and foreboding character. Vala tried her hardest to ignore him and focus on her food but was finding quite hard. He had betrayed her, all of them. All of SGC was at great risk now, the entire Milky Way galaxy to tell the truth. In fact, the Pegasus galaxy was in danger too! And what was Vala doing about it? Feasting with her miracle daughter. Frustration boiled up inside of Vala and she bit hard down on a chicken leg.

"So Mother. Are you finding the food enjoyable?"

Vala looked up to give Adria a raised eyebrow, setting the leg down. Slowly, she nodded, trying to find the hidden meaning behind her daughter's question. Adria smiled, as if she knew what her mother was thinking.

"It's a simple question, Mother. Conversation starter, perhaps."

Vala pointed at Adria's untouched food. "Then why aren't you eating? I bet you could find out if the food was 'enjoyable' yourself."

Adria smiled knowingly. "Yes, of course. I guess I could, couldn't I?"

Mother and daughter held unwavering gazes for a couple of minutes, but Vala soon backed away, looking pointedly at Adria's still uneaten food.

"You gonna eat it or not?" she asked. Adria continued to smile.

"I'll eat what I wish, when I wish. It is none of your concern, Mother."

Vala shrugged, turning back to her chicken leg. "Just trying to be a good parent."

Adria's smile widened. "Of course you are. Now Mother. About the Origin."

Vala sighed, rolling her eyes and setting her chicken back down. By now she doubted she'd ever be able to finish.

"No."

Adria sighed. "Oh, come now, Mother. Can't you at least give it a chance?"

Vala glared at her daughter. "No, I can't. After seeing what I've seen. Believing because, if you don't, you die, isn't my idea of salvation."

"Not all Followers of the Ori are going by that principle anymore, Mother," Adria argued, looking pointedly at the Prior standing by the door.

"And even you said you thought it was a fool-hardy idea!" Vala pointed out. "The Ori killed me, Adria! They're not someone I'm about to follow!"

Adria sighed. "The Ori did not kill you. It was the villagers. The Ori healed you, brought you back to life. Which I am eternally grateful for."

Vala snorted. "Yeah, cuz if they hadn't, you wouldn't exist."

Adria's gaze hardened. "That is enough for tonight," she declared. Then she looked to the silent Prior. "Daniel, take Vala back to her quarters. Maybe there she can think things over a bit more."

The Prior nodded shortly and walked over to Vala, pulling her up and leading her, once more, away from Adria.

A/N: I love reviewers and live for constructive criticism!