Water

By: Lionchilde

CATEGORY: Angst, Romance

COMPLETED: March 22, 2006

WARNINGS: None

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This was written in response challenge #2: Water over at sg challenges and I seem to have lost the ability to think up titles. shakes head Setting here is (obviously) a year after “Fidelity.”

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“Hey, happy anniversary, Vala!” Sam called brightly as the door to her lab closed behind her. Vala paused at the end of the hall, waiting, and she jogged to catch up.

“Thanks,” her friend replied quickly. Too quickly. Sam frowned.

“Okay,” she said knowingly. “What happened this time?”

“Nothing,” Vala assured her, starting up the hall again with a shake of her head.

“Vala, c’mon. People don’t sound like that on their first anniversary without a reason,” Sam sighed.

Vala paused again, her hand moving to her forehead. “There is a reason,” she confessed, sweeping her hand through her long hair with a sigh of her own. “But not what you think. We’re not arguing.”

“Okay, then what’s going on?” Sam asked, taking Vala’s arm. She walked over to the water cooler, leaning casually against the wall on one side of it. Vala shrugged, not speaking for a moment, and stared up at the half-filled, bluish plastic cylinder of Poland Spring.

“I love Daniel, Sam,” she said, very softly, almost whispering.

“Yeah…and that’s a problem…?” Sam frowned again.

“Love’s like water,” Vala shook her head, moving to cup her hand under the spout. She leaned in, pressing the button with her other hand, and let the cold stream splash down into her palm, spilling over her fingers to form a tiny puddle by the toes of her boots. “You try to hold it…but sooner or later it just runs through your fingers…”

She trailed off at the sound of an opening door behind her, and turned to see Daniel exiting the General’s office. He looked up from the file-folder he was carrying, a startled look crossed his face at the sight of her. Then his eyebrow rose, and he slowly walked across the hall, staring down at her hand and the growing pool of water. Shrugging, he reached around her, grabbed a paper cup from the stack, and wrapped her fingers around it.

** The End **

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