Discoveries

By: Lionchilde

CATEGORY: Humor

WARNINGS: None

AUTHOR’S NOTES: Written for sg_challenges Challenge #10. This is set some time after “Rediscovered Hearts” because the series is so depressing at the moment I just HAD to do something light. Lol.

AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:

http://so-out-of-ideas.livejournal.com/

Kneeling in the damp soil, Dr. Daniel Jackson let out a long breath and sat back on his heels. “Sure is hot,” he commented, raising his forearm to away the sweat that was beginning to trickle down his forehead despite the bandana.

“Mmm,” his colleague murmured absently.

Curious, Daniel turned toward her, eyes widening at the sight of the dirt-encrusted piece of pottery she was examining. He carefully pushed himself to his feet and crossed the small stone walkway separating them.

“Looks intact,” she said with a touch of surprise.

“Not even a crack,” Daniel agreed. “That’s—that’s pretty amazing…”

“And see this?” her finger stretched cautiously toward the artifact, outlining the faintly visible decorative pattern, “I’d say this could be early 4^th Dynasty.”

Daniel pursed his lips and bent down again, leaning over her shoulder to frown at the plate in her hands. “I don’t…know…” he started to say, then broke off with a sigh of exasperation as Vala shoved her head out the window over them.

“Daniel, did you…? Oh, Daniel, not my good dishes again!”

“It was his idea!” Manda cried instantly, abandoning the plate and spinning to jab an accusing finger at her father’s chest.

“Traitor!” he replied with a mock-scowl. Then, craning his neck to look up at his wife, he said earnestly, “It was the one we couldn’t find last time, remember?”

“Oh, and I suppose that makes it all right…” Vala sighed, drumming her fingers on the window sill. “Listen, get in here and clean up, both of you. You’re supposed to be picking Nicky up from soccer practice, Daniel, and you…” she added, fixing a momentary glare on their daughter. “You need to be washed and changed before Teal’c gets here to play.”

“All right, all right,” Daniel rolled his eyes, his hands sliding under Manda’s arms to pluck her off the ground. “C’mon, monkey…”

“You know, Manda,” Vala continued teasingly as the little girl’s legs wrapped around Daniel’s waist and he tromped noisily up the steps. “I expect as much from your father, really, but you ought to know better.”

“Oh, nice, Vala,” Daniel muttered, and Manda quickly reached up to hold closed his lips, forestalling further commentary. Daniel gave an exaggerated frown and pushed out his lips in a pout of disapproval.

“Oh, Dad, wait!” Manda cried, wriggling back out of his arms. She hit the kitchen floor at a run, her dirty sneakers squeaking on the linoleum as she raced outside again. “I forgot Mom’s plate!”

Vala hid a laugh behind her hand, and Daniel turned to her, his expression softening into a smile. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly as he walked over to the window, resting his hands against the sill on either side of her.

She tilted her head, reaching to wipe the dirt from his cheek with the palm of her hand. “I think I like the dirty look on you,” she winked.

Daniel’s smile widened, and he lowered his head to meet her lips when the crash of shattering china made them both jump. Vala twisted around, her head popping back out the window to be followed a moment later by Daniel’s.

“You okay?” they shouted together.

“Well…” Manda said, scrunching her face to peer down at the scattered shards on the walkway in front of her. “it was intact.”

** The End **

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