This one came out faster than usual. Its more of a filler, just showing Vala giving her trust over to Daniel and stuff. I hope you like it!

Chapter 12

"Trust"

"Vala. Vala Mal Doran," it was a simple statement, just her name but Daniel knew she was laying all her trust in him now.

"Doctor Daniel Jackson." He smiled, for the first time in what it seemed like forever. Turning to face her he outstretched his hand to shake hers. A smile graced her face as she watched his hand curiously. "Its a way two people greet each other on Earth...uh. Its a way of signing a detail without actually well signing. We interlock hands and well shake."

"I like kisses better as a greeting," she laughed and walked around him to look out the window. He stared at his hand and shook his head and let his hand rest at his side. "What is it that you want to know first? I have very little time this visit."

"Well, first off, what are you?"

"I think that would be obvious, unless you don't entertain women often." Vala raised her eyebrow in a form of amusement as he blushed and rubbed the ridge in between his eyes.

"Not that I mean...one moment you're you and the next minute you're her."

"Oh that. I am human, like yourself, but I am a host to her. She is a Goa'uld."

"Oh, I get it now. Wait no I don't, what the hell is that?" he felt his temperature rising. A part of him knew he shouldn't be but she clearly said they didn't have much time and she was being rather vague.

"No need to get snappy on me, Daniel," she tasted his name on her lips and smiled. "You know I don't exactly talk about this often."

"I know, I'm sorry. I guess I really shouldn't be asking you to open up, I mean this must be so painful for you. Oh god I'm so sorry, its just I get over curious and..."

"You really like to talk don't you?" His head shot up in shock and her amused expression. "Its alright you know, you deserve to know. Well alright,a Goa'uld is a parasitic snake that buries inside the back of your head and takes control of your mind."

"That sounds...painful." He flinched and for a moment he imagined what it might look like. Shacking his head trying to push the thought aside he looked back at Vala.

"Very. Most of them take the role of 'gods' and choose to rule over planets, like what Qetesh is doing, and enslave the people. They are cruel and they are ruthless. They will kill anyone that gets in there way, in this world there is no good and there is no way of escape until you reach the end of the line."

"End of the line?"

"When the host can no longer carry on the stress of being well a host. Personally, the sarcophagus is the worst. Its like an addiction and your body begins to need it to sustain itself. All this combined makes the host weak even during its host term and that's why they don't usually take control. Also the Goa'uld pushes them far into the back of their mind."

"Not to point out the obvious or anything but you're kind of well talking to me."

"Wonderful observation, Daniel. For that, I have no answer. I have yet to get that close to Qetesh's mind, and personally I don't want to." Her eyes went dark as she thought back to something in her past. Shaking her head she proceeded. "Well, lets see. You are her 'personal assistant' as she is so fond of calling you. The proper term is 'lotar', Qetesh has taken up using 'personal assistant' as a way to set her apart. Or it could always be that she thought it sounded more sexual." Rolling her eyes she caught Daniels look that spoke volumes of shock.

"Well that makes me feel uh" he stuttered.

"Warm and fuzzy inside?" she offered gently with a little laugh at the end. When it came out she scoffed herself, she hadn't laughed in a long time no need to start when this shy boy came into her life.

"Not quite. Quite the opposite. How often have you been getting free?"

"Not often, but when I do usually it lasts at least for a day or so. Though since you've come I've been taking control more often for shorter periods. Especially with that...girl incident."

"Sarah. Thank you for that."

"You're welcome, it took far to long to convince Qetesh that it had been her choice. That she wanted to torture her by knowing she had you."

"How did you become a host?"

"Qetesh is awakening. I will now go to the sarcophagus and she will wake up there." Turning towards the sarcophagus chamber she began to walk away.

"Vala," he whispered meekly. He thought it wouldn't matter but he saw her stiffen and stop walking. He heard a groan come from her as she hit her head in frustration. Turning around she walked towards Daniel and leaned close to his ear.

"Qetesh lied, your friends are fine." She smiled to herself at how she diverted answering his question. Turning around she lifted her hand in a weak wave then she walked out of the room and let the door close behind her.

"Thank you, Vala. Thank you."

"Daniel Jackson, we must talk" Bray'tac said simply with a commanding presence. Daniel had just been walking to his study when he had cut him off to talk to him.

"Must we? I'm not really feeling like talking right now. How about tomorrow? Maybe Sunday, that's a good day for me" he rambled trying to get around him but he grabbed his arm and forced him in one place.

"Its about Qetesh."

"Oh, why didn't you say so. How about Monday then? That sounds like a very Qetesh day for me."

Bray'tac chuckled at the smaller man in front of him. It astounded him, Vala had chosen this man to be her confident, would surprises ever cease? "Mal Doran." Daniels eyes shot up to look him in the eye then nodded slowly.

"Lets go to my study."

"Good."

"What is it that you want to talk about?" His curiosity was killing him, he had been able to hold it in when he talked to Vala – well some of it, but now he couldn't help but want to know more.

"She has chosen you as her confident, that doesn't mean I trust you. Protect her, Daniel Jackson. You will soon see what this world is like and you will know that she needs your protection more then you think. Do not betray her trust."

"I wouldn't even think about it. If you haven't noticed we're all in the same boat here."

"No, Daniel Jackson. We are not. Soon you will know that it is worse for the host." Turning around he fled the rooming leaving Daniel with his throat constricting and a sense of confusion clouding his mind.

"I'll protect her," he whispered making a solemn vow to himself.

"Daniel!" he heard her voice yell as he walked towards his room. For a moment his heart leapt to think that maybe it would be Vala but when he turned and looked her in the eye he knew it wasn't.

"Qetesh."

"You don't look particularly happy to see me, I spared your friend didn't I?"

"Only to torture her," he whispered solemnly trying to play along with the lie that Vala had fed Qetesh. When he saw the fake comfort in his eyes he felt like throwing up. This was the women that had almost killed Sarah and the women that had made him believe the only people that he had were dead.

"Is it so hard to believe that I am a benevolent god?" Her eyes went wide in pseudo innocence.

"Yes."

"You're not being particularly fun today, my sweet. Can I make you feel better?" she whispered huskily against his ear as her hand sought his thigh.

"No," he mumbled against her lips as they lightly went against his.

"Oh but, Daniel, this could be so much fun." Her voice was like a low purr as she grabbed onto his shoulders and pushed him hard against the wall. "It would be better for you if you just gave in, my pet." Bile went up his throat as she used yet another pet name. Her lips touched his again as one of her hands began to move up and down his body slowly. Qetesh was thriving off of his heat against her body, never had she felt such a thrill. The thrill of such a conquest.

"Qetesh," he whispered and bit back his tongue from snappy retorts. Her left hand grabbed his and put his hand on her ass. He gulped and she giggled and came even closer to him letting him breath in her heady sent. It was a mixture of roses and sex, to most men it would send them in a spiral to have her but all he wanted to do was hit her over the head with a very old and very heavy book.

"Daniel." She made his other hand grasp her waist as she lifted her lips to his again and bit as his bottom lip and suckled. Covering her whole mouth with his she began to probe and play with his lips trying to get him to open up. The feel was making him sick and what was making him sick is that his body wasn't completely immune to her intrusions. Groaning he gave in letting her have her way. Slowly he allowed her tongue to slide and play with his. For many moments their tongues battled it out as her hands groped his body. Daniel hated this, and he hated her but he knew stopping her right now could lead to danger.

"My Queen," a Jaffa spoke trying to get her attention. She groaned in frustration and he sighed in relief. Finally he felt her body move away from him as she directed her attention to the Jaffa. "You told me to get you at this time so you could talk business with your First Prime."

"Al right, I'll be right there. I will see you later, Daniel." Licking her lips she walked away swaying her hips as she went. Daniel felt himself collapse against the wall as he scrunched his eyes closed. Turning from the wall he began walking to his room but instead he buckled over and let himself throw up. He had given in, if only for a moment, and he felt sick.

To be continued...
I hope you liked the chapter. Its not one of my favorites but yeah. Its getting closer and closer to the chapters I really want to write. Well I hope you enjoyed it! Reviews are loved.

- Shinki