No my dear husband. It's not your time yet. We will all be together one day, you'll see. We will all be a family again. Go back my love, go back. Vala waits, she waits. I love you my husband, take care of our daughter. One day she will reveal all, and Jacek?

Yes my darling, my only love.

She needs time. She needs your time.

Jacek's color was slowly coming back to him and he smiled knowing that his daughter needed him and he may yet have a chance at her forgiving him.

Another corridor down from him in the infirmary. Color was slowly coming back to Vala's face and a small smile, hardly noticeable to Daniel had made its way to the corner of her lips, as if someone was saying goodbye to her in her dreams.

Daniel had said all the things he wanted to say to Vala, once they returned to the SGC infirmary. Vala was checked over by Dr. Lam and was given to a few days rest before she released her to light duty. The Doctor on the Prometheus was correct in diagnosing Vala with an infection of her wounds and now Daniel was able to help her get around some.

Jacek was also healing nicely, and his attempts to get information from the local base personnel about earth's businesses and entertainment industry was little in forthcoming. The personnel had been warned not to divulge any information to Jacek other than to direct them to Col Mitchell and his staff. Jacek was also limited on the internet access, based upon him selling false remedies on some star dust, which was just glitter in a bottle as Mitchell would put it. So in his own way Jacek would putter around the base, seemingly bored and wait for the opportunity to trip up someone that would tell him what he needed.

Vala and Daniel had moved in together off base and Daniel's house served them an opportunity to get to know one another in private. Vala was a big help in his artifact and deciphering different dialects and languages and in turn Vala learned the diplomacy of sometimes listening rather than voice her opinion on the spur of the moment. She was a big help in negotiating off world treaties between earth and Daniel found himself thankful that she seem to have a calming affect over certain male leaders as well as the women of that culture. She seemed to understand their wants and needs of both sides and assured the women, that they would get more out of their negotiations than the men actually realized. But Daniel would also notice that Vala was avoiding Jacek, more than usual. She would see him coming her way and she would turn the other. Jacek didn't seem to mind and Daniel had seen some differences in his demeanor, but he was after all Jacek. Cleverly concealing his next deal and outwardly seemed oblivious to the outside world.

Daniel would see the pain in Vala's eyes when he talked about reconciling with Jacek and give her time to make up her own mind about their father and daughter relationship. But knowing that she held the memory of killing her brother and step mother, while she was host, made him step lightly around that memory. Vala had confessed her deep dark secret and only he knew what torture it was to keep that inside all those years. So he gave her the room she needed to sort things out with her father and reminded himself that Jacek had long ago abandoned her for his own selfish needs.

Somehow, Jacek had gotten word that there was a Hollywood in California that turned stories into films for a profit. Jacek somehow contacted a producer about a story of a space pirate who travels the universe selling goods and wares and would encounter all sorts of dangerous aliens, while traveling sometimes thru a secret circular door, while doing good deeds to help the innocent. The producer opted to pay him for a script and was intrigued of his knowledge of ship technology and babble, and yet he seemed drawn to his wisdom of action packed adventures, especially the treasure hunting and how the hero would give to the poor and needy. So Jacek wanted to include, he thought, his new found friends of SG1 and include them in the story, strictly as he said to give authentic to his stories.

"No Jacek, no. How in the hell did you contact those people in Hollywood? You know this is classified information." Said Mitchell, while eating in the mess hall with Teal'c, and Sam.

"Yeah Jacek, no one would believe those stories and I doubt you could put anything in that script without us to sensor everything in it." Said Sam. She couldn't believe she secretly wanted to correct his already technical jargon to make it believable.

"Indeed Vala's father. The information about the aliens with big heads and golden symbols of power is most displeasing."

"See, there ya go." Jacek was relishing in how many scripts he could provide of SG1's adventures. "With you guys input this would be a, what did he call it, oh yes, a blockbuster movie. We could make millions. The scripts alone would fetch about a couple of thousand dollars in this Hollywood. We could gain, what was that word that producer used, ah yes, royalties."

"No Jacek; we would draw attention to wear you came up with this script and you not being an earthling, would draw even more question." Mitchell was trying hard not to salivate he wished he came up with the ideal first.

"Well, I know people and believe me Cammy, they don't care where you come from or doubt that they would even bring the subject up. They care about making money, lots of it, and if there's a good script out there that hasn't been done, they want it and will pay good money for it. It's so simple Cammy, even you should of thought of this."

Now Cam really was regretting it. "Stop calling me Cammy, to you it's Col Mitchell and nothing else."

"See, you're already warming up to my ideal. You have so much you could contribute. I bet if I cut you all in, you could get out of this hole in the mountain and enjoy life a little."

"We happen to like this hole in the mountain. It's home and we have missions to keep the earth safe by being a part of this program. So watch what you call a hole." Said Sam, trying to sound threatening.

"My apologies Sammie, I meant that I want you all to be a part of this. I bet that guy my daughter is seeing would be pleased. Where are they anyway?"

"Don't call me Sammie. It's Col Carter or Sam."

"Indeed. My name is Teal'c, do not placate me with your friendly shortcomings."

"Oh, I would never call you Tealcy, that would be unnoble of me. I like my face."

"Indeed."

"Anyway, I bet if I inclined to put all of you in my script, under anonymous names of course, you guys would be heroes and this world loves heroes of all kinds. What better way to express what you do in secret of course, than have alien heroes or what ever you guys are, but heroes non the less."

"I believe there is already such a program called Heroes. It is normal humans having powers to save others."

"See, see, now why can't you guys be as enthusiastic as Teal'c here?"

"Really, there's a show on TV called Heroes? Asked Sam.

"Indeed. It is a weekly program, and it is very entertaining."

"Guy, let's stay on course here." Stated Mitchell. "We cannot let this maniac talk about any of our missions and sell it to the highest bidder. Remember Marty?"

"Yes, I believe he was most instrumental in selling a show, based upon the exploits of our false missions. I believe the show is now cancelled. I understand it was the longest running show in television."

"Teal'c you are just the man I need to have on my side to sell this movie. Your Television is to main stream. They could use something alien to perk them up. A movie has all kinds of possibilities. Think about the distribution rights."

Sam, and Teal'c eyes were looking upwards at the possibilities of their contributions to science and drama. Mitchell on the other hand could think of nothing but trouble coming their way via Jacek.

"Look Jacek, hhmph." Trying to get his teammates out of dreamland and concentrate on the ramifications. "It all sounds good Jacek, but Gen Landry would never allow such antics, I mean I could have presented him with this kind of stuff a long time ago, and it wouldn't fly . Too much concealed information.

But Gen, this is a great ideal. How many shows have a top notch team out there fighting aliens and spaceships to combat evil. We could gain SGC so much added cash flow without the scrutiny of NID or the government for funds.

I……….I can't believe you Col Mitchell. This would put the national security under scrutiny that it's here to make a profit off their missions. No, I'm sorry son, it's not an option. I'm afraid your muses will have to wait until you retire. We have more serious matters to contend with. Have a good day Col Mitchell, and have your people ready for the next mission.

"Cam?...Cam?" Sam saw that Cam was in deep thought somewhere.

"Huh…….what? Oh, yeah Jacek, No, end of discussion. I……….I'm going to get another cup of coffee." Cam shaking his head, proceeded to the coffee dispenser.

Teal'c and Sam looked at Jacek, know that was probably the final word on his little project. All three sat in silence as they watched Cam wait to get a cup of java.

"So, said Sam. How much would you really get for a script with alien technical babble?"

Jacek smiled at Sam , while he watched Teal'c waiting for Sam's answer.

Jacek had a bigger smile on his face. "Well…………….

A/N: This was nagging at me and there were so many that liked this type of father and daugther cliche, so I melted and here is the start. Review and feedback most welcomed.