- Bedroom -

Daniel opened his eyes. He was lying on a bed, in the Earth ship he was traveling on. Beside him, a woman still asleep.

"Vala?"

"Mmm... Daniel?!" Vala jumped when she saw him. "What are you doing in my bedroom?"

"What makes you think it's your bedroom?" Daniel retorted.

"Because..." Vala pointed out the room, but realized. "Uh, it's not my bedroom." She looked at Daniel. "Okay. What am I doing in your bedroom?" she asked, insisting on "your".

"It's not my bedroom either."

"So, whose bedroom is it?"

"I don't know!" Daniel replied, as confused as Vala. He frowned. "Wait. I don't recall coming here. I was with Mitchell... next thing I know, I'm here."

"I was with Sam... and here I am. Did someone drug us?"

"We should go outside."

Vala nodded. The members of SG-1 got out of the bed. Vala saw a bag on the table. She took a black tennis racket from it.

"Just in case," she said as Daniel was looking at her with curiosity, next to the door.

"You know it's not a weapon, don't you?"

"It's better than having nothing."

Vala was right. Daniel went to the bag. "Seriously?"

The second and last racket was flashy pink zebra. Daniel looked at Vala.

"Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I must pick that one," she retorted, but she was definitely amused to see Daniel carry the item.

1, 2, 3 corridors, empty. Nobody answering the phone.

"Looks like the ship's empty," Daniel concluded.

"Hum... You and me stuck on an empty ship, rings a bell?" Vala teased with a smirk.

"No," the man lied with determination.

Vala chuckled. Daniel heard someone approaching. He was about to hit an attacker but stopped at the very last moment.

"Siler?" Daniel said, astonished and relieved. He lowered his racket.

"Doctor Jackson, Miss Mal Doran, I'm so glad to see you!"

"Do you know what's going on?" Daniel asked.

"I wished you could tell me, sir."

Daniel told how he and Vala got here. Same version for Siler. Daniel suggested to go to the bridge. Siler and Vala agreed. Then, Siler looked at the rackets and the people, perturbed.

"What?" Vala said, intrigued by Siler's sudden attitude.

"What are you two doing with my rackets?"

Daniel and Vala exchanged startled looks. They silently wondered what was the most bizarre: waking up together on the same bed, in an empty spaceship with no memories, or Siler bringing a flashy pink zebra tennis racket on a ship? By the way, why bring a racket on a ship?