Days went by. The moment Vala was well enough to walk and talk, she demanded they all go back for Daniel.

"We don't have any sort of plan!" Danielle argued.

"I've got one," Vala shot back. "Go through the 'gate, find Daniel, bring him back."

Jack grinned. "I like that plan. Nice and simple."

Everyone else, save Vala, glared at him.

XxXxX

"How the mighty have fallen."

Roughly, the guards holding Daniel up threw him around to face Adria. Daniel bit his tongue. Ow…

"Another wonderful thing about that deal you have with the Ori," Adria purred, stepping closer in an almost seductive manner. Daniel's lip curled in disgust. Vala's daughter stopped, inches away from his face and breathed,

"You can't go back on your part. They can."

Daniel's gaze darted up to meet Adria's hazel eyes, surprised. She smirked, drawing away slightly.

"They're quite upset with you, Daniel Jackson. They are forming a plan as we speak."

XxXxX

As it turned out, SG-1, Jack, Vala, and Danielle ended up doing exactly as Vala had suggested, but with the servant disguises from before. To their surprise, the throne room was completely empty.

"Something's going on," Danielle muttered, her gaze darting nervously around her.

"Any idea what it could be?" Sam asked, walking up beside her. Danielle shook her head.

"Could be any number of things. I don't think it's good though…"

"There does seem to be a foreboding feel in the air," Teal'c commented. The six friends exchanged wary glances. Jack gestured at the door.

"We should go."

Suddenly they could hear footsteps from the opposite direction coming towards them.

"Couldn't agree with you more," Cameron said, rushing out the door, the others close behind.

XxXxX

They were getting nowhere close to finding Daniel and Vala knew it. And it was bugging the heck out of her. So she fell to the back of the group and soon darted down a hall, leaving the others behind. She wandered for a while and soon found herself down in the dungeons. A little ways down the hall, from inside one of the cells, she could see someone leaning against the bars. Curious as to whom it could be, Vala walked closer, seeing white robes and then…

"Daniel?"

The Prior raised his head to see Vala.

"Vala," he said, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"We came for you," she explained, reaching out her hand to his cheek. Daniel let her fingers brush his skin before speaking again.

"Why?" he whispered. "I'm a Prior of the Ori."

Vala smiled wryly, drawing her hand back. "You told me to trust you."

Daniel smiled back. "I'm glad you listened to me for once." He gave a sudden gasp, wincing. Vala frowned and noticed his hand clutching his leg, his robes stained red.

"What happened?" she asked, genuinely concerned. Daniel smiled through the pain.

"Saved your life and got shot and thrown in a cell for it."

"And Adria didn't get anyone to dress your wound?" Vala asked, appalled. Daniel frowned.

"Your daughter hates my guts, Vala. And, to tell the truth, I hate hers."

Vala frowned disapprovingly, but then narrowed her eyes.

"So why are you working for her?"

Daniel sighed and rested his head on the bar in front of him.

"I suppose there's nothing more to lose in telling you," he muttered. Vala frowned and waited. After a few more seconds, Daniel looked up and met her eyes.

"I was at Celestis and met up with the Doci. I talked to the Ori through him…they were threatening your life if I didn't turn my services to them," he explained wearily. Vala stared at him, her mouth open a fraction.

"You did this," she said slowly, indicating his Prior robes, "for me?"

Daniel pursed his lips. "Yep." Suddenly, he looked down the hall. "Someone's coming. Go Vala."

Vala glared at him. "The whole reason I came here—"

"Vala!" Daniel hissed, interrupting her. "Don't let my sacrifice go to waste! Go!"

Vala stood there blankly for a few second, the protest dead on her lips before she glanced down the hall and sprinted the opposite direction.

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