Title: Driven to Distraction
Author: Moonshayde
Season: Ten
Category: Humor,
Drama
Spoilers: The Quest Pt 2, Line in the Sand
Pairing/Character: Teal'c/Vala UST, implied Daniel/Vala
(according to Vala)
Summary: To help take their minds off Daniel, Teal'c takes
Vala shopping.
Warnings: none
Rating: PG-13
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"How about this
one?"
Teal'c studied the long
shimmering nightgown, cocking his head slightly when Vala tipped it left and right.
The coloring was of pale yellow and reminded Teal'c of late spring on the
plains of Chulak.
"You're frowning,"
Vala said. "Do you not think Daniel will like it?"
Teal'c eyed the gown again
before finally shaking his head. "I do not believe it is your color."
Vala rolled her eyes and
slipped the clothing back onto the rack. "According to you, nothing is my
color."
Teal'c did not have the
heart to tell her that he did not believe Daniel Jackson would notice her
attempts at fashion. While his friend was an observant scholar, often the
details of life passed by him. However, there were some styles that Teal'c did
not believe anyone could ignore.
His gaze fell beyond Vala.
She strained her neck to see
what had caught his attention before spinning around to flash him a wicked
grin. "Looks like I'm not the only one that knows how to have a little
fun."
She bounded off to the
lingerie rack. Before Teal'c had the chance to meet her, she had already
grabbed an item off the rack and had darted back to his side. She proudly held
up the lingerie.
He smiled.
With a knowing wink, she
leaned forward and asked, "Maybe I should try it on?"
Teal'c cocked his head
again, not blind to the obvious invitation. "Perhaps you will require my
assistance."
"Perhaps I will."
Teal'c followed her to the
dressing rooms. While he waited for her to try on the lacey clothing, he forced
his mind to remain steady. He had brought Vala Mal Doran on this excursion to
give her some form of release. He had brought himself on this excursion to
provide a form of distraction. He could not allow his mind to stray. He knew
that Colonel Carter would recover. He knew that Colonel Mitchell was taking a
shift by her side. He knew that Daniel Jackson would one day return.
He just needed to believe
and keep the battle strong.
"A-hem."
Teal'c broke from his
thoughts to stare at the open dressing room booth. The cloth clung tightly to
the curves of her body, the deep midnight color contrasting against her skin.
When she realized he was appreciating her, she tilted her hips and gave a
little shake.
"Well?"
"I do not believe you
will get that far."
Vala huffed and placed her
hands on her hips. "You have little faith in my abilities."
"On the contrary, Vala
Mal Doran. I have much faith in your abilities."
A coy smile spread across
Vala's face and she gave her hips another shimmy before she slipped back into
the booth. She drew the curtain and quickly changed, stepping out with the
piece of nightwear slung over her arm. The two of them approached the register
where Vala handed the cashier a credit card. Teal'c frowned as he watched the
exchange.
The cashier's brow knotted
in mild confusion. "Daniel Jackson?" she asked.
Vala reached over and
pointed to the name. "It's pronounced Dan-yel Jacks—"
Teal'c snatched the card
from the cashier's hands before taking out his own wallet. After admonishing
Vala with a disapproving glare, he handed the cashier a credit card of his own,
sure to safely keep Daniel Jackson's card behind his identification information.
The cashier looked over the
card and then to Teal'c. After a pause, she swiped the card and Teal'c signed
for the purchase. With a smile, she handed the card back to him.
"Have a great day,
Mister T. O'Neill."
Vala's mouth dropped open.
"Jack O'Neill got you a credit card?"
Teal'c smiled again.
"Indeed he did." Then, with a gentle bow, Teal'c bid farewell to the
cashier and guided Vala toward the exit.
"I want a credit
card," she said before letting out an indignant sigh. "When Daniel
comes home, we are going to have a little talk."
Teal'c arched his eyebrow at
the term "home" but decided not to speak of it. Vala did not
elaborate further, but Teal'c understood the gravity the word held. While it
had taken some time for him to see Earth as his home, now the word resonated
deeply within him, bringing memories and images to his mind. It also brought
back all that had been lost: time,
friends, loved ones. He could not help but think of Daniel Jackson and his
fate. He reminded himself that there had been times that all had seemed lost,
but, in the end, they were triumphant. He would need to continue to hold onto
that hope.
And he would hold on, just
as his friends would. Teal'c said nothing as Vala slipped her hand around his
arm. They walked through the mall, linked together, as they tried to distract
themselves with the normal movements of everyday life, and more so, distance
themselves from the nagging memories of those that they had loved and lost.
THE END
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