Okay, so this takes place probably two or three months after the last chapter.

For the people of CBO. I love chatting with fellow Gaters and Scapers!! You're all Claudtastic ;-)

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"Daniel! Let me in!" Vala whined as she knocked on his door. As it slid open she scowled, "What took you so long?!"

He rubbed his eyes and squinted at her. "Sorry, I just woke up."

She pushed past him and collapsed on his bed, burying herself in his sheets. He laid down beside her, but she didn't bother looking up at him, just moved closer.

"Mmm," she groaned. "You stink!"

"What?"

"You stink!" she repeated, pushing herself up and away from him.

"You bought me this aftershave!" he exclaimed, confused.

She shook her head and ran toward the bathroom, shoving the door closed behind her. He quickly followed, though found that she'd locked him out.

"Vala? You okay?"

He got no response but the sound of her gagging and throwing up.

"What's wrong? Vala?"

He heard the toilet flush and water running for a moment. When she emerged from the bathroom, he noticed that her features had become even paler than usual and she had dark circles beneath her eyes. He took her arm and led her out of the room.

"Ugh, let go of me, you smell!" She waved a hand in front of her face and breathed to the other side, still gagging slightly. "Where are you taking me?"

"To the infirmary," he replied. "Obviously something is wrong!"

She stopped, pulling her arm free and backed up for a moment. "Nothing's wrong," she told him.

"You were just vomiting," he retorted, "I wouldn't call that nothing, would you?"

"No," she answered. She hesitated a moment. "I'd call it pregnant."

He gawked at her for a second before speaking. "Pregnant?"

She nodded.

"Are you sure?"

She nodded, unable to contain the smile that was beginning to form.

"Johnny," he mumbled. "You're pregnant with Johnny."

Her grin widened. "I guess the timeline really hasn't changed all that much."

He smiled and reached to hug her. She backed up further and held out her arms to stop him, a disgusted look crossing her face. "Not until you shower!"

He grinned and jogged off to wash off the aftershave which had made her so sick. She turned to go back to his quarters to sleep. She'd barely gotten any rest the nights before.

It seemed only minutes before Daniel laid his hand on her shoulder, waking her from her dreamless slumber. She looked up at him miserably.

"Sorry," he whispered. "I just wanted to tell you the team is going to O'Malley's tonight to celebrate Jack's retirement if you wanted to come." He paused, looking her over. "But maybe you should rest. I'll stay here with you."

She shook her head. "No, go," she mumbled. "I just want to sleep. Just don't tell them without me, kay?"

"You sure? I can stay..."

"No," she replied.

He studied her a moment. "Okay. If you're sure."

She nodded, still not bothering to lift her head. "Try not to miss me too much," she smiled before drifting back to sleep.

He slid out quietly.

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"Whoa, go easy there Danny Boy!" Jack laughed as Daniel reached for his fifth beer.

"Yeah Jackson, we know you can't hold your booze and we don't want you spilling any intimate details about your relationship with Princess. I don't think any of us need that!" Cam chuckled.

Daniel grinned.

"Speaking of, is Vala okay? She doesn't usually miss out on a good time in favor of sleep," Sam remarked.

"Yeah, she's just not feeling well. Morning sickness and all that," he slurred.

"Morning sickness?" Sam repeated, almost choking on her water.

His grin widened before he slapped a hand to his forehead and dropped his head. He looked up at them, his smile gone. "I wasn't supposed to tell anyone."

They chuckled.

"We'll keep your secret, Danny," Jack replied.

"Well you've had enough practice, I guess I can trust you," he replied.

"What?" Jack asked.

Daniel looked between Jack and Sam. "Nothing," he laughed.

Sam and Jack exchanged looked. "What?" Sam sputtered.

"I believe Colonel Carter that Daniel Jackson is referring to your relationship with O'Neill," Teal'c remarked with a slight smile and a nod.

Sam blushed.

"Whatever are you talking about?" Jack winked.

"Yep, you're the picture of discretion," Daniel mumbled. "You know, you don't have to hide it now that you've retired Jack. Or is this another temporary one?"

"It's for real this time. Hey, that's right!" Jack exclaimed. "We don't!" He pulled Sam into a kiss, while the others cheered.

Sam's cheeks turned an even darker shade of pink.

"Been wanting to do that for years!" Jack grinned.

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"Vala? You okay?" Sam asked, approaching the table where Vala sat with her face down, forehead resting on her arm.

"Mmm," she groaned, looking up to face her teammate. "I'm fine."

Sam raised her eyebrows, dropping her tray and taking a seat. "Okay."

Vala looked at the tray and shot her a suspicious grin, having suddenly perked up.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I'm hungry..."

"And...?"

"I was thinking perhaps you may want to share with a sexy dark-haired alien?" Vala sang.

"Well the 'sexy' thing doesn't do much for me, but you can have some if you want."

"Thanks Samantha!" Vala grabbed the spoon from her empty tray and took a spoonful of oatmeal. She made a face. "This stuff tastes much better in cookie form," she remarked. She dug into the blue jello. A thought hit her. She took the spoonful of jello and then dunked it in the oatmeal before shoving it in her mouth.

Sam gagged. "What did you just do?!"

Vala grinned. "What? It tastes good! Try it!" she said, repeating the process.

"No thanks," Sam replied, wrinkling her nose. "I didn't think weird pregnancy cravings would kick in so early!"

Vala froze. Sam's eyes widened and her hand shot to her mouth. Vala dropped her spoon.

"Daniel is so dead!" she exclaimed, jumping up from the table.

Sam opened her mouth to defend Daniel, but she realized there wasn't really anything she could say to stop Vala when she was on a mission. Instead she turned back to her food, deciding that maybe her friend was onto something. She dipped a spoonful of jello into the oatmeal and popped it into her mouth. She made a face and spat it immediately into her napkin. Her first impression was definitely correct.

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By now, Daniel was used to finding Vala on his bed when he came back from work. What he wasn't used to was the angry glare she was giving him while her arms remained folded at her chest, foot tapping against the covers.

He opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, but he stopped himself, realizing he already knew. So much for discretion. Whoever told her would have to pay for this.

She didn't speak, choosing instead to continue giving him the iciest look she could muster. It would have been much more effective if she wasn't feeling incredibly nauseous now from the combination she'd created earlier. Thankfully, she could credit herself with a fairly good acting ability, and he looked pretty scared of her - that was a first, and it definitely gave her a warm and fuzzy feeling of satisfaction.

Daniel hesitantly took a seat at the foot of the bed, unsure exactly what he could say to rectify the situation.

"You told them! I can't believe you told them! I asked you to wait," she snapped.

"I know." He hung his head. "I'm sorry."

"I wanted to tell them together!" she pouted.

"I know. I should have known better than to drink so much, then I would've kept it a secret."

"I mean I really wanted to tell them together."

"I'm so sorry Vala. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out."

She huffed. "I've been taken off active duty because of you."

"What? I mean, that's probably for the best, but how is that my fault? I only mentioned it to Jack and the rest of SG-1. Not Landry."

"I know..." She looked at the ceiling.

"Did one of them tell him?"

"No..."

He raised his eyebrow. "Did you tell him?"

"Well, he and Carolyn were the only ones who didn't know! I wanted to at least tell someone!"

Daniel stifled a laugh at her pout. "So essentially you got yourself taken off active duty..." he pointed out.

"No, it's still your fault because I wouldn't have had to tell them if you could just learn to hold your liquor. We're really going to have to work on that..."

"After the baby's born," he agreed.

She was still pouting.

"I'm sorry," he said again. "What will it take to make it up to you?"

She knew it was a mistake. In fact, she'd already forgiven him - mostly - but the opportunity now presented itself: to have Daniel liberate some jewelry from those shops she always passed while out with Sam. IF there was one word to describe Vala, it was definitely opportunist.

"I can't be bought Daniel."

"I know, I wasn't implying..."

"But, now that I think about it, if you want to show me you're really sorry," she grinned, "there was a gorgeous bracelet I saw a few days ago."

"How about a ring instead?" he asked, sensing an opportunity of his own.

"I don't know, I mean, I love all kinds of treasure, but this bracelet...It's just calling to be liberated..." she trailed off.

He glided over to the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out a small box. "How about this ring?" he asked, getting down on one knee.

"Ooh, very sparkly!" she mused. "But really, you should see it! It's rimmed with emeralds in white gold. And it's got a matching necklace, too!"

"Vala," he interrupted. "This ring is more than just a make-up gift. It was my mother's engagement ring, and I was hoping perhaps you would take it as yours."

She blinked, only just figuring out what was going on.

"Vala Mal Doran, will you marry me?"

She looked from him to the ring and back to him. Her mouth hung open slightly but didn't make a sound. Her only response was a nod.

"Is that a 'yes'?" he grinned.

She nodded again and began to smile. "Yes!"

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One more chapter to come after this! Okay, so maybe two because I'm a long-winded DV addict… Hope you liked it :-). Reviews are love! ;-)