'Mysteries' by viola_dreamwalk (PG)
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stargateficrecRec Category: Daniel Jackson/Vala mal Doran
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Vala mal Doran; hints at Sam/Jack, Cameron/OC
Category: team, AU, angst, gen
Warning: angst
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
viola_dreamwalk
Author's Website: none
Link: Mysteries
Why This Must Be Read: This is a speculative season ten fic that spans everything from Vala’s child to Camelot. It captures the interaction between Daniel and Vala, as well as between the rest of the team, perfectly and has a plot to boot.
After a bottle of wine or two, Vala’s usually inclined to be friends with everyone, too. That night, though, is different. She opens another bottle, deciding not to bother with a glass, and finds an empty chaise lounge in a dark corner of the yard.
The bottle is nearly empty when a shadow blocks out what little light there is, and Daniel asks, “What are you doing?”
He’s clearly been drinking a bit more than usual himself. He sways slightly as he stands over her.
“I should think that would be fairly obvious,” she says, feeling suddenly, irrationally, vulnerable with Daniel looming over her and the fence at her back.
She spills the wine when she tries to stand. Daniel takes the bottle from her and she thinks he’s going to scold her, to tell her she’s had too much to drink. Instead, he upends the bottle, pouring Charles Shaw cab-merlot all over the general’s marigolds.
“At the festival of Eleusis, the ancient Greeks anointed the ground with sanctified wines to honor the dead,” he says. His eyes are glassy and he looks at her just a little too long.
She runs.
Actually, after a minute or so of staring back at him, she stumbles away, tripping over an ice-filled cooler and steadying herself on the back of a lawn chair.
He lets her go, but she can feel him watching her all the way to the back door.
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Vala mal Doran; hints at Sam/Jack, Cameron/OC
Category: team, AU, angst, gen
Warning: angst
Author on LJ:
viola_dreamwalkAuthor's Website: none
Link: Mysteries
Why This Must Be Read: This is a speculative season ten fic that spans everything from Vala’s child to Camelot. It captures the interaction between Daniel and Vala, as well as between the rest of the team, perfectly and has a plot to boot.
After a bottle of wine or two, Vala’s usually inclined to be friends with everyone, too. That night, though, is different. She opens another bottle, deciding not to bother with a glass, and finds an empty chaise lounge in a dark corner of the yard.
The bottle is nearly empty when a shadow blocks out what little light there is, and Daniel asks, “What are you doing?”
He’s clearly been drinking a bit more than usual himself. He sways slightly as he stands over her.
“I should think that would be fairly obvious,” she says, feeling suddenly, irrationally, vulnerable with Daniel looming over her and the fence at her back.
She spills the wine when she tries to stand. Daniel takes the bottle from her and she thinks he’s going to scold her, to tell her she’s had too much to drink. Instead, he upends the bottle, pouring Charles Shaw cab-merlot all over the general’s marigolds.
“At the festival of Eleusis, the ancient Greeks anointed the ground with sanctified wines to honor the dead,” he says. His eyes are glassy and he looks at her just a little too long.
She runs.
Actually, after a minute or so of staring back at him, she stumbles away, tripping over an ice-filled cooler and steadying herself on the back of a lawn chair.
He lets her go, but she can feel him watching her all the way to the back door.
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Date: 2007-05-26 11:25 pm (UTC)