Title: Deception

Rating: T

Summary: A mysterious planet holds quite the adventure for SG-1 Daniel/Vala

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate and all that jazz...

Chapter 2

I wake up the next day and am immediately surprised to see that Sam is still sleeping. She is usually the one who gets up bright and early and has to wake everyone else up.

Concerned, I walk over to her sleeping form.

"Sam?"

No response, I try shaking her instead.

"Mmph."

Ah, so she is alive, I try her name again. "Sam, wake up!"

One blue eye peeks open at me from beneath her sleep tousled hair.

"Vala?" She jumps to attention and regards me in an odd manner. "My head feels kinda funny."

Yeah, I'll bet it did after all of those drinks she consumed. "Well, you did drink a lot last night."

Sam slowly pushes herself off her bed and begins to get ready. "No, not like a 'drunk' or 'hangover' kind of feeling, more like a 'I don't remember much of what happened last night'."

"You don't remember anything?"

She sighs. "The last thing I remember is downing a few of those drinks Carvin gave us, then it starts to get very fuzzy. Did we play cards?"

Wait a second, she really doesn't remember playing strip poker or kissing Cam? "Umm...yes, yes we did."

I find it strange, very strange, that Sam does not recall the events of last night. I decide not to tell her about her and Cam's kiss; I know she would be mortified.

We get ready quickly and find the boys equally as blank minded as poor Sam. None of them seem to remember the drunken debacle that they got themselves into last night. Oh to have had a camera last night. Friendly blackmail never goes out of style.

We make our way to the city hall place and find Carvin, Lilya, and some other official looking people awaiting our arrival.

Carvin smiles at us. "You've arrived! Let's begin negotiations right away!"

The man seems like he is in a good mood, but I still don't trust him. He reminds me too much of someone I knew once in the Lucian Alliance. He was charming, but deadly.

Cam is rambling on and on about the negotiations and what we can offer them and they can offer us and blah, blah, blah. I'm incredibly bored already.

I try pestering Daniel since he is the one sitting next to me. I kick his foot a few times, but he ignores me. Time to try something else. I slowly side my foot up his leg and I hear his breath hitch. Ah, a reaction!

I smirk to myself as I draw my foot up towards his thigh.

"Vala," he turns and glares at me.

"Yes?" I try to give him my innocent look.

"What are you doing?" I can tell that he is trying to whisper so as not to alert anyone that we weren't paying attention.

I smile slyly at him, he is so much fun to annoy at times. "I'm bored. I'm going wonko just sitting here like this!"

"Well stop," he hisses, "this isn't for your amusement, it's for an important trade alliance!"

I roll my eyes at him before losing myself in a daydream.

The meeting goes on for hours. Eventually, a young man with dark hair and eyes enters and passes us each a glass of water.

I am thankful for the beverage, and since I am the only one not engrossed in trade negotiations, I thank him.

"Why thank you...uh?" I search for his name.

He blushes at me before answering. "Boro, and you're very welcome miss."

I smile at him. He is obviously smitten with me already, not that I can blame him. "I'm Vala," I reply to him before being rudely interrupted by Lilya.

"Boro! Stop bothering Miss Mal Doran! Go back to work!"

I open my mouth to defend the poor man, but the negotiations start before I can get out one word.

It is in the late evening when we finally get done, and new trade alliance seemingly imminent, we head to the restaurant type thing that is on the first floor of our hotel.

Trunthian ale is served with our dinner, but I abstain and go for water instead.

"Hey, don't you guys think we should lay off of the alcohol?"

Cam chuckles at me. "Why should we Princess? It doesn't seem to give us a hangover or anything."

What the hell is wrong with him? "Yes, but you don't seem to remember much about anything you've done after two or more servings."

Daniel huffs his annoyance at me. "Your point being? We are fully aware of the important things like how our trade alliance is coming along. Who cares if we can't remember what we've done at night?"

Sam and Cam nod in agreement to Daniel and they clink their glasses together. I swear that every one of them has gone absolutely wonko. Why is it that I am the only one who sees an issue with the side effects of the ale? Why can't I seem to quell the feeling that something is terribly wrong here?

Carvin and Lilya join our dinner and announce that there will be a party right after we eat to celebrate our upcoming alliance.

The 'party' that they speak of ends up being loud music and dancing. The ale has already taken effect in Cam, Sam, and Daniel, and the three of them are out on the dance floor making fools out of themselves trying to mimic the dancing of the native Trunthians.

I just sit by myself and wish that I could have fun like the rest of my team. However, the feeling of unease that I have had since we first arrived has only strengthened.

"Miss Mal Doran?"

I turn at the sound of my name and see the young servant boy, Boro. "Yes?"

He looks down at me with obvious concern in his eyes. "You are not partying with your friends?"

"No, I really don't feel like it."

"Oh, so I guess you haven't had any Trunthian ale?"

What exactly was this man getting at? "Umm, no. I don't care for it."

Boro grabs my hand and starts to pull me up towards him. I wrench myself away in alarm. "What are you doing?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down...I need to show you something."

Why I decide to follow Boro remains to be seen, but I do. He leads me out of the room and down the street to a large building near the center of the city.

"Where are you taking me?"

He whips around and faces me. "I'm trying to save your life."

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to post this second chapter. I had some issues with it and needed time to figure some things out. Please review! :)