Our Life If
By: Ilna
CATEGORY: Established Relationship, General
SEASON/SPOILERS: Season 10 “Unending”
WARNINGS: None
AUTHOR’S NOTES: The first Stargate fic I ever finished. Set maybe 6 or 7 years in to their years on the Odyssey.
AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:
http://ilnakay.livejournal.com/
Vala awoke from her slumber and instinctively reached a hand out only to find the familiar warmth and comfort of Daniel’s body in their bed strangely absent. Opening her eyes she looked around, adjusting to the dark and seeing his form outlined against the window.
“Hey?” Her voice asked quietly. He didn’t turn but leaned his head down and to the side toward her.
“Hey.” Silence filled the room and he looked back out through the window
at the never-ending space. He heard her rise from the bed and then her
soft footfalls padded on the floor. She pushed her arms through a light
robe and wrapped it around her as she made her way towards him. She
stopped behind him and laid her head against his bare back.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked, her voice slow with the remnants of
sleep. He paused, but she knew it wasn’t from any hesitance to tell her
what kept him awake. It was just his way. He would talk when he was
ready and she had learned to wait.
“What our life would be like, if we weren’t on this ship.” She wasn’t
surprised that he had said “our life” and not “our lives.” They had both
come to think of their lives as so intertwined that they were really one.
They were silent for another moment and she moved around to stand in front of
him, her head never breaking contact with his skin – strangely warm for all
that he had probably been standing here for some time. He brushed her
hair back and kissed her brow before resting his head on hers.
“And what would it be like?” she said at last.
“You sure you want to hear? It’s depressing.”
“Mm,” she acknowledged. “But tell me anyway.” The silence stretched
on for long moments before he spoke again, slowly.
“Little house in the mountains. Nice big yard. Maybe a dog running
around. Couple kids.” He said the last quietly, barely above a
whisper. She paused before replying.
“You’re right. That is depressing,” she said quietly, taking his hands
lightly in hers at their sides, and he knew she understood. They, all of
them, had long since stopped counting the time in months. It was now
years, and though they never said it, the prospect of life off of the ship was
fading further from reality.
Vala pulled back just enough to look up at him. “They’d be beautiful
children.” The corners of Daniel’s mouth turned up ever so slightly.
“Blue-eyed, like their father. And intelligent.”
“Resourceful, like their mother.”
“They’d love learning, like their father.”
“They’d love life, like their mother.” A long silence followed his words
before she stepped back, lightly tugging on his hands.
“Come back to bed, Daniel.” She unwrapped the robe as she moved away from
him, slipping once again between the covers. With one last look out at
space, he followed.
** The End **
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