As soon as Daniel woke up he knew something was off. He turned, expecting Vala to be next to him but was disappointed to discover his wife was not in bed. The spot where she laid was cold, so she had been out of bed for some time. It was a little strange, Vala usually never woke up early unless there was a mission or….sometimes, sex. Daniel rubbed the sleep from his eyes and put his glasses on. He sat up and searched for his shirt, which had been thrown across the room last night.
"Vala?" Daniel called out, thinking maybe she was in the bathroom. When he didn't get an answer he frowned and got out of bed. She was probably down stairs. After putting some pants on, Daniel headed downstairs but something caught his eye on his way out of their room. There was a note neatly folded on the dresser, with his name on it. Daniel quickly opened it and read:
Daniel,
I need a few days to get away. Some fresh air and time to think and relax. Don't worry about me. Try not to miss me. Be a good boy.
Love Vala
Daniel had confusion written all over his face and his frown deepened. What the hell? He set the note down. Why would she go without him? And in the middle of the night? Lord knows where she went!Time to think about what? Did he do something bad? Was he in trouble? 'Don't worry about me' she had written,was she crazy? Of course he was going to worry! He shook his head in was she thinking! Sometimes that woman…. He grabbed his phone and dialed her number. Of course she didn't answer. Daniel sighed and reached for the note again, reading it a few more times. With a heavy sigh he went to toss it in the trash, or else he would not stop reading and drive himself mad. The trashcan in the restroom was full, he picked it up and went to empty it downstairs. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw when he emptied its contents in the kitchen trash bin. A pregnancy test. 2 actually. Daniel froze, he couldn't breathe for a moment. He got a napkin from the counter and lifted the sticks from the trash carefully. His knees buckled and he felt sick. Positive. The tests both said positive….which meant Vala was….pregnant.
Daniel went pale. Oh God. Just yesterday he had told Vala how great their life was without a child in their way. His mouth went dry as he recalled telling Vala how awful it would be and that a baby was the last thing they needed. He was the worst husband ever. No wonder she had left. Daniel called her cellphone three times, it went straight to voicemail every time. The fifth time he called her, he left a message
" Vala Mal Doran Jackson, answer your phone. Call me back the second you get this message." he hit the end button and cursed.
Yep, he was in trouble.
