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*sigh* It's taken me all week to write this and it's barely even 700 words. I'm thinking of moving the series over to [livejournal.com profile] dv_hearts where my other two Daniel/Vala AUs are housed. It would be easier for me in terms of being able to have one all-encompassing list of my D/V fic, and this series is getting long enough that it's going to require a link list in a separate post soon, because linking the chapters is getting to be somewhat of a pain. I wanted to bring it up here for those of you who've been faithfully following the new monster. Any thoughts/preferences?

__EDIT__

Added part 20, and I'm also thoroughly annoyed by the fact that it took me all WEEK to get done with 19 while 20, which is the longer of the two, was written in a couple hours. *smacks muses, brains, inspiration or whatever you want to call it *

...and added 21...

The Games People Play


Parts 1 & 2
Parts 3-10
Parts 11 & 12
Parts 13-15
Parts 16-18

Title: The Rules and the Rulebreaker
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "...the best thing you can do for Sam is to stay out of her relationship with Jack."

Rating: PG for mild language
Length: Around 700 words
Category: Angst
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Vala; team friendship; Sam/Jack implied
A/N: Part 19 of The Games People Play. The series follows current cannon to the end of 10x09, Company of Thieves. Takes place around Thanksgiving. Written for [livejournal.com profile] sg_challenges, [livejournal.com profile] scifi_five and [livejournal.com profile] fic101.



The Rules and the Rulebreaker


A sudden storm kept them in the lodge for the next two days. Vala spent that time alternatively plotting a way to help Sam and huffing in annoyance at the weather channel, anxious to get back to the slopes. None of her ideas in regard to the reluctant couple seemed feasible, and on the second night, she found herself restless. Sam had fallen asleep, and after an hour of tossing and turning, Vala made her way downstairs. Daniel found her leaning against a window in the dark. His eyes widened in surprise and he crossed the lobby to rest a hand on her elbow. She jumped, whirling around, and then sighed. Her eyes slid closed at the sight of him.

"Couldn't you sleep?" he asked softly.

She shook her head, then glanced questioningly at the book in his hand. "You either?"

"Guess I just wanted a little peace and quiet," he shrugged.

"Are Mitchell and Teal'c still at it?" she asked in surprise.

"Mitchell's calling it 'the poker grudge match of the century'," replied Daniel, raising his eyes to the ceiling.

Vala chuckled and turned back to the window. Daniel gazed over her shoulder at the gleaming snow and wound his arms around her waist. Pulling her back against his chest, he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"You're not going to say you want to go play in it, are you?" he asked half seriously.

"No," she allowed. "But I do love looking at it when it's like this. All clean and pretty when no one's awake to go outside and ruin it with footprints. It almost makes up for the fact that there's so little green in the winter."

"Sometimes I like winter better," Daniel admitted.

"Do you?" she tilted her head up to give him a curious look.

"Well, I wish it wasn't so cold. But at least I sneeze less," he replied.

"I think your allergies are adorable, darling," she teased.

"Thanks," he rolled his eyes.

Vala grinned and pecked his cheek. Both fell silent for a while, and he started to give a contented sigh, but she frowned. "Daniel, do you think Jack will be here for Thanksgiving?"

"I doubt it," he shook his head.

"Well, what's going on?" she wanted to know. "I'd think that if there was some national crisis we would have heard on the news by now."

"I'm not sure. All he said when I talked to him on the phone tonight was…something about 'I go on vacation and the whole damn Pentagon falls apart,'" he told her.

Vala sighed. She didn't speak for a moment, then abruptly made up her mind and began, "I've been thinking."

"Okay…" Daniel ventured, not entirely sure he wanted to know any more.

"We need to do something about Jack and Sam," she informed him.

"We--what?" he spluttered.

"Come on, darling. Ten years is entirely too long for--"

"Vala," Daniel cut her off.

She broke free of his embrace and spun to face him again, folding her arms across her chest. "Are you honestly telling me that you think it's right?"

"No, I don't," Daniel shook his head.

"Well then, let's do something!" she exclaimed.

"There's nothing that we can do. And--and besides, it's--it's none of our business," he insisted.

"Why not?" she demanded. "Sam helped us, didn't she?"

"Yes, but that--that was different," Daniel shook his head.

"How?" she fired back.

Daniel closed his eyes, drawing in a long breath. "Because Sam and Jack have both made their choice. You and I were--were--fighting what we felt--or I was, I guess. I needed someone to make me realize that there was a choice that had to be made. Vala, look. I know you care about Sam, and I appreciate that you want to help her. But the best thing you can do for her is to stay out of her relationship with Jack. Okay?"

"But it's not fair, Daniel!" she shook her head, feeling her eyes begin to burn with tears.

"No, it isn't," he agreed, bringing his hands up to rest on her shoulders. He drew her gently into his arms and planted a soft kiss on her brow. "It's not fair at all."







Title: A Little White Lie
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "...Jack, there's been an accident..."

Rating: PG for mild language
Length: Around 850 words
Category: Angst/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Vala; team friendship; Sam/Jack
A/N: Part 20 of The Games People Play. The series follows current cannon to the end of 10x09, Company of Thieves. Takes place around Thanksgiving. Written for [livejournal.com profile] sg_challenges and [livejournal.com profile] fic101.


A Little White Lie


"Well, I don’t' believe it!" Cam declared as he and the rest of the team stood around Sam's hospital bed. "If anybody was gonna break their leg, I sure didn't think it'd be you!"

"Me neither," Sam smirked, her gaze flicking significantly to Daniel, who smiled as if to say that he had no idea what she meant. They had finally gotten back to the slopes that morning, but it would have been better if they'd remained stuck in the lodge. By noon, Cam, Daniel, Teal'c, and Vala were following an ambulance as it took Sam from the resort to a local hospital. With her leg in traction, the doctor said that he couldn't even be sure that she would make it out by Thanksgiving.

Daniel turned to glance at the door and frowned. "Y'know, Vala's taking way too long getting those sandwiches."

"You want me to go find her?" Cam offered.

"No, I'll go," Daniel shook his head. He walked out into the hall and disappeared in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Y'know, guys, I am kinda tired," Sam confessed as he left.

Teal'c inclined his head respectfully. "Perhaps we should accompany DanielJackson to the cafeteria and then return to the lodge."

"Hey, at least this'll give us time to finish the grudge match," agreed Cam.

"You still haven't given up?" Sam asked incredulously.

"I ain't givin' up 'till I beat him," Cam shook his head.

"This is going to be a long grudge match," Sam sighed.

"Indeed," the Jaffa spoke up.

***

"General O'Neill?" his secretary's voice came over the intercom.

Jack turned, stabbing the button in annoyance. "Yeah, Nancie, what's up?"

"Vala Mal Doran's on the phone, sir. She says it's important," came the reply.

"Okay, put her through," he said. A moment later, the phone rang and he snatched the handset. "O'Neill."

"Jack, it's--its Vala," she began tearfully. He raised a hand to his brow and fought a sigh, wondering what it was that she and Daniel were arguing about now and how exactly he'd been dragged into it. Then he felt himself go cold as she continued, "There's been an accident."

"Carter?" he asked hoarsely.

"She fell skiing, Jack. The doctor isn't sure she'll make it…" Vala sniffled, trailing off.

"Where is she?" he forced out as he pushed back his chair and grabbed his uniform jacket.

"The hospital here in town," Vala said. "Room 207. We're all here."

"Okay. I'm on the way," he said, letting the phone drop from his hand. He rushed out of his office, sliding into the jacket as he moved.

"General?" Nancie looked up from her desk in surprise.

"Cancel all my appointments," he told her without looking back.

"What? General, the only appointment you have is with the Presi…"

Slam!

"…dent," she finished as the door banged shut behind him.

***

The team found Vala coming back from the phones. Daniel halted, crossing his arms over his chest, but she hurried over to them, ignoring his suspicious glare. "You're supposed to be in the cafeteria getting lunch," he reminded her.

"I know, darling, I just thought someone should call Jack," she smiled, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. "Come on, I'm hungry."

She slid between him and Cam, scampering back the way she'd come. Daniel's eyebrows rose, and he looked toward Cam and Teal'c. The CO shrugged and the Jaffa's eyebrow moved slightly to indicate his own uncertainty. With a shake of his head, Daniel turned and started after Vala.

"Um…?" he called.

She glanced innocently over her shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"Why exactly did someone have to call Jack?" he wanted to know.

"Oh. Well, I thought he might want to send flowers or something," she grinned.

***

Jack halted in the doorway of the hospital room. Having expected to find all of SG-1 gathered around the bed, he frowned at the sight of Carter alone. He took a tentative step in, slowly registering the lack of life support equipment. If she'd been taken off of life support already, there couldn't be much time. Swallowing hard, he stepped inside and pressed his eyes closed.

Where the hell is everyone? he thought irrationally. She'd be here for them!

She didn't move as he approached, and he found himself forcing back tears as he knelt by the bed. "Damn it, Carter," he muttered, raising his hand to brush back the hair from her forehead.

She stirred at the touch, and her eyes popped open, going wide with surprise. "Sir?"

"Carter!" Jack exclaimed.

"Sir, what are you--" Sam began.

Jack's arms slid around her before she could finish the question, and he pulled her into an ardent kiss. She gave a sharp gasp, but her moved instinctively around his neck. Jack forced his mouth away, frowning down at her. "You okay?"

"Um…" Sam blinked. "Are you?"

"I am now," he nodded firmly. Then he took a breath and started to speak again, unsure what he planned to say until the words came out. "Carter, marry me."

"Marry you?" she swallowed. "Isn't this a little sudden, sir?"

Jack's eyebrows rose. "Ten years is sudden?"





Title: Intentions
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "...Her methods may have been questionable, DanielJackson, but her intentions were honorable..."

Rating: PG for mild language
Length: Around 1050 words
Category: Angst/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Vala; team friendship; Sam/Jack
A/N: Part 21 of The Games People Play. The series follows current cannon to the end of 10x09, Company of Thieves. Takes place around Thanksgiving. Written for [livejournal.com profile] fic101.


Intentions


"How could you--why would you--what were you--" Daniel sputtered as he paced the floor of her hotel room, almost incoherent with anger and disbelief. His hands rose and fell with each abortive exclamation, and finally he froze, spinning to face her.

"I was trying to help!" Vala shouted back, her chin rising in defiance.

"I told you to stay out of it!" he cried, slapping his arms against his sides.

Vala's eyes narrowed. "You told me?" she repeated.

"Don't change the subject," Daniel shook his head. "This--this isn't about us right now. What did you think you were doing?"

"Sam is the first real friend I've had in a very long time. She said that one of them would have to be dying in order for Jack to come around, so I made him think she was. I wanted to see her happy, Daniel. That's all. What's wrong with that?" she challenged.

"What's wrong with it?" he repeated. "Vala, you--you can't just manipulate people to get what you want! You scared Jack to death. You owe them both an apology!"

"Oh, really," she scowled darkly, stomping toward the door. She pulled it open and turned to glare at him again. "Well, if I do, Daniel, it's not up to you to tell me. Goodnight."

"What?" his mouth popped open in surprise.

Vala gestured toward the hallway. "Your room's that way. Go find it."

"Fine!" he snapped back, stalking past her. He halted, whirling around again, but before he could actually take a step, the door slammed shut in his face. He blinked and clenched his teeth. "Fine."

***

"Sir--Jack--she didn't mean--" Sam began, biting her lip.

"What?" Jack stopped pacing and spun around. "She didn't mean what? She told me you were dying!"

His voice broke on the word and Sam held out her hand to him, her brow creasing sympathetically. "I know. But in a way it was my fault."

He sighed and crossed the room to take the hand she offered. "You wanna run that by me again?"

"We were talking about--us," Sam explained with a sigh of her own. "I said that one of us would have to by dying before…"

She trailed off, and Jack raised his eyes to the ceiling. "Y'know, Carter, that's--Sam--"

She covered her mouth with her free hand to stifle a laugh. "That's a little hard to get used to, isn't it?"

"Yeah," he agreed, sliding onto the edge of the bed. His fingers moved to comb a stray lock of hair back behind her ear, and he smiled, regarding her thoughtfully for a moment. Her gaze flicked uncomfortably to her lap, and he frowned, tilting her chin back up to face him. "What?"

"We don't have to, you know," she said, biting her lip again.

"Don't have to?" he repeated.

"Get used to it," she went on painfully.

Jack tensed. "Are you--saying no?"

"No," she said quickly. "But--you thought I was dying. You weren't thinking clearly."

He glanced away as well. On the way to the hospital, his head had been full of nothing but the painful realization of ten wasted years and a chance he might never have again. He'd told himself that the galaxy could damned well get along without him; that if she recovered all he cared about was being with her. He'd sworn, too, that this time he meant it.

Slowly, he met her gaze again, and the muscle in his lower jaw quivered as he forced out the words, "I love you."

"I know," she replied, her eyes filling with tears as she brought her hand to his cheek. "I love you too."

***

The door burst open and Cam winced as Daniel charged into the room. He and Teal'c were, as usual, sitting at the poker table, but the game had been abandoned as soon as Jack's irate phone call had told them exactly what Vala had done. Daniel had gone to confront her with Jack's accusation, and since then, the other two members of the team had simply been waiting.

"How'd it go, Jackson?" he ventured.

"How do you think it went?" Daniel snapped, then paused and let out a sigh. "Sorry."

"S'ok," Cam nodded, watching as Daniel flopped into a chair and massaged his forehead with his fingertips. With a brief glance at Teal'c, the young CO took a step toward their teammate. "C'mon, Jackson. Y'know, she was just tryin'a help…in her own weird, Vala way."

Daniel's hand dropped onto the arm of the chair and his head shot up. "Well maybe she should stop trying to help. She can't just play with people's lives like that! It's like she has no respect for people's privacy or feelings or... Just-- gah! She makes me so crazy!"

Cam and Teal'c shared another glance, but before either could speak, Daniel had leapt to his feet again and begun to pace. "I mean, what if Sam done that to her? Saying something like that about me? I don't think she'd see it as so innocuous."

"Although her methods were questionable, DanielJackson, her intentions were honorable," Teal'c spoke up.

"That--that--that's not the point!" sputtered Daniel. "She just had no right! No right!"

"You yourself have acted similarly on numerous occasions," Teal'c replied calmly.

Daniel's jaw dropped. "I--what?"

"Your actions in bringing Lotan to meet the people of the Enkaren village were ill-advised and in violation of O'Neill's orders," the Jaffa reminded his friend. "Your objective, however, was not."

"Yeah," nodded Cam. "And what about that mission with the eugenics war?"

"What?" Daniel's eyes widened. "How do you know anything about that? You--you weren't even there! Oh, never mind, you've--"

"Memorized every mission report," Cam cut him off with a grin. Then, he looked up at the ceiling in thought, snapped his fingers and began to rattle off mission specifics almost too fast for even Daniel to follow.

"Okay, okay, Mitchell," the archaeologist sighed in defeat. "I'll go talk to her.

He walked off into the hall again and Cam followed him to the door, shutting it behind him. Turning to Teal'c again, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Y'think she'll let him in?"

"It is unlikely," Teal'c replied.

"Looks like it's gonna be a long night then," Cam agreed.

"I believe it is your deal, ColonelMitchell," Teal'c said.


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