I told you all that last chapter wasn't that end! But it is this time, peoples, thank you for your much loved reviews. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it is based in O'Mally's bar and was going to include all the team around Christmas time, though it didn't turn out as planned. Happy epilogue!
The Funeral of Hearts
Romance and Adventure
Rated M
English
Daniel & Vala
Epilogue
Weeks had passed since then, with the very first being a cornucopia of test results. The week after had the team of medical staff going about regaining the weight Vala had lost through the less than hospitable environment of the Jaffa who had held her prisoner. It had begun with gentle walks around Stargate Command's endless corridors usually resulting in claiming a table at the commissary and engorging on whatever delights that were on display. She had gained a few pounds each day and started a full diet to bulk up in preparation for each new day's training. Though the latest week, Vala had been given approval to step up the strength training in the gym, pumping iron on and off along side cardio workouts. After a month, Vala asked the doctors for a request to go off base for drinks, celebrating her progress and the fact she was back in one piece and indeed, alive. She had been given approval a short time afterwards only as long as she came back the very same day.
Vala Mal Doran pushed back on the spines of the wooden dining chair, resting her elbow on the table whilst curling her fingers under her chin. While the other hand on the banister adjacent to the table and brushing her elbow leading from the raised area which over-looked the bar area of the bar and restaurant. Celebrating a belated new year party crossed with her return to Stargate Command. The décor was full of greens and reds as well as a few scatted pine needles underneath her feet yet to be swept away. Vala, wearing jeans and a black and silver t-shirt paired with oversized hoop earrings, toed off a pull-on black leather boot off her foot and rolled the pine needles underneath her toes and sole, feeling the needles rough against her skin.
"Have you been sleeping any better lately? Aren't you on some new sleeping medication?" The voice of Daniel Jackson pulls her away from her thoughts. They were both sat at a two seater table away from the small crowd at the bar a few meters away. Wearing a chequered shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark denim jeans, Daniel sat reading the open-book menu and glanced across at Vala momentarily to give the impression it wasn't that a big of a deal.
Vala sucked her cheeks in, forming a pout to her lips and contemplated lying to him, usually it wouldn't take a second thought but it wouldn't help her right now, anyway. Cocking her head a little to the side, Vala downcast her eyes over the menu. "Either I don't sleep much or I sleep too long if I take the meds. The last time I did, I was out for about fourteen hours." Wrinkling her nose, she picked up the menu with a faux smile. "Not exactly my idea of a good time."
"True." Daniel interlocked his fingers over his now shut menu and squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. "Don't we have something to talk about?" He sighed.
Vala bit the inside of her mouth before speaking, eyes staying low with no eye-contact made. She knew exactly what he was thinking about and they hadn't discussed it since it had happened and her training had begun. "What happened that night is history. I guess, just too much raw emotion and too long without a good night's sleep. I'm not saying it should have happened but I'm glad it did."