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I am a late comer on this ship, I know. I pretty much was turned onto Stargate when I was injured (for my own stupidity I assure you) and I took to the Netflix to find something to occupy myself. I discovered that one of my favorite movies of all time had been made into a TV show, so I started to watch. And fell in love. With Daniel Jackson. Madly. Not just Michael Shanks (although I am fairly certain that he is a Grecian God - oh dear lord....) but the character himself. Then came seasons 9 and 10 and I was just upset by the whole thing. I love Claudia Black and the scenes were fun, but really? Her? That is what they decided he would end up with? Ugh. I mean really, what would they talk about, ever? So, I made him someone. This is your warning. This is sorta a Mary Sue. Sorta because a Mary Sue is Ms. Perfect and while Adrienne seems perfect at first she is NOT. By a stretch. She needs someone like him as bad as he needed someone like her. This is their love story.

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving

Oh my gawd look at this one!

Dammit Ad, put those away!

Sam has BOOKS, were you aware of her taking so many pictures?!

No...I wasn't

Look at this one, no shit sha you had GREAT hair, and since I now know your intimate bathing habits I know that there is NO conditioner in that and I officially hate you for it.

Ja-wer!! Put that away!

Addy, I found another one!

Sam why are you helping her!!

We've been waiting for YEARS for you to have someone, years! It's been building up!

Awww Daniel....

Can I leave while she does this?

Nope, otherwise you sleep on the couch and after a while that gets old.

Thanks Jack for your support.

Really, sha, these pictures are so sweet. Look at you...

I prefer not too...

Sam, can you give us a sec?

Jack, I need help with the turkey.

We're just joking Danny boy, get a grip...


Fine Sam, I'm coming, sheesh.


Spill what?

I'll put these away, there is teasing out of love and just being mean, but I'd like to know what I did so I don't hurt you again.

This just wasn't a good time for me. The program was new, it was amazing, but if something awful was going to happen to me it did. Everything awful that could have happened to me, did. It just brings back bad memories.

I'm sorry Daniel, I didn't know. I'll put them away.

You would have talked to him?


Dorky me?

Of course I would have, he makes this funny face like I do sometimes apparently when I'm really concentrating.

Even if you didn't know that I could give you anything? Provide you a way out, anything?

Daniel, sha, do you wanna take a walk? Let's go for a walk, go get a snack at the convenience store or something.

No, I'm ok.

I'll put them away. I just have this weakness.

And what's that?

You. Always you, always has been. You're trouble Daniel Jackson, major trouble.


I love you.

*goes and sits in his lap*

I love you too, nerd boy.

You have NO room to talk *cuddles and kisses her and laughs*

What's so funny?

When we see your aunt again? I'm gonna ask her for embarrassing pictures.

Tchew, I need to get Nicholas up...

*lets her go and smiles, looking back down at pictures*

Tuesday, November 26, 2013


He sat up in bed, yet again, his heart racing, tears streaking down his face. Why his mind insisted on making him watch it over and over again, so many years after he thought he was over it he would never know, but there is was again, larger than life. The vision of her lying there, looking at him, whispering I love you right as she left this existence, was still playing in his head, stuck on repeat. He hated being so emotional but he just couldn't help it; it was one of the worst memories in his life and the second time he had watched someone that he loved died, while he was simply helpless. His heart ached, his whole body ached, and he stood from his hard on base bed, not bothering to slip on boots or change clothes, heading for his door.

The corridors were dim this late at night, but it didn't matter, no one would question his past midnight  trek through the halls, regardless of his emotional state. Sure, someone might call Sam and report that Dr. Jackson appeared to be upset and wandering, but he didn't care about that right now as he trembled, wiping his face, willing the nightmare away.

His destination lay dead ahead, the keypad blinking, and he didn't need to think about what he was typing in before he put digits to buttons, this code was now nearly as automatic as his own. The light flashed green and he pushed the door open, escaping one possible embarrassment as he realized he was inserting himself into another.

"Ad?" he asked, no turning back now, deciding then and there that if she was asleep that he would just sit at her desk until he could get himself under control better.

"Indy," she was groggy but answered, which meant that she hadn't fallen asleep yet, "everything ok?"

And then he lost it. No, he wanted to say, it's not ok, nothing's ok, my life is a mess and I'm alone, friends or not I'm alone, but not a single word crossed his lips as the tears cascaded down his face.

"Daniel, oh my gawd," and he saw her crawl to her knees, started to exit her bed, her arms extended. He didn't let her leave, racing toward them, his comfort zone, he had let her become his comfort zone, this strange woman that had just appeared in his life. He felt her arms close around him, pulling him onto the bed, holding him to her, her cheek to the top of his head.

"Wha 'appened?" she didn't judge, she didn't mock, just held him, her tone caring though accented heavily by the lateness of the hour. He couldn't answer her then either, another horrible idea crossing his mind, that this friend, this confidant that he had come to rely on would be ripped away her, the faces of all of the loved ones in his memories being replaced with that of his best friend, who, at this moment, was running her fingers gently through his hair.

"You donna 'ave ta tell me, but ya can if ya need," she whispered, kissing his temple softly, holding him closer. How do you tell someone that for everything wonderful that you have seen in your life, that there is a limit to how much loss that you can take. He could tell her, he could tell her everything right now and she would listen, listen like no one else had, like one person in particular never had and that's why he was here now, with Adrienne and not there.

He sniffed in, beginning to pull away as his heart raced, Jack's words running through his head.

Could he love her? Was that why sadness compelled him here, in the middle of the night, in his pajamas and no shoes, automatically crawling into the safety of her embrace without hesitation.

"No, you're gonna stay righ 'ere," and she was reaching out for him pulling him to her, beside her in the bed, holding him close to her chest, another quick kiss at his head, "Go to sleep shug. I'm righ 'ere, k?"

Sniffing in, he laid his head on the pillow, the back of his skull resting on her shoulder and he could tell that she had adjusted herself just to hold him. He started to protest and apologize but the tears started again, why this time he wasn't sure, but he just didn't seem to be able to control them.

"It's ok," she whispered in his ear, "let it out. I'm not going anywhere and I'm not gonna tell a soul."

He nodded so she would at least know that he heard, instinctively cuddling back into her.

"You're safe," she added just in case he could tell since she still did not know the cause of any of this, "it's just you and me ok, nothin' else is 'ere."

Just you and me...

Closing his eyes, he focused on where he was, right now, and let himself drift off to sleep.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Daniel & Addy possible side thought

Maybe a side story or just a dream... (I have a cuddle problem)

Daniel slipped into Adrienne's room, seeing that she was making the bed.

"Hey shug?" she said over her shoulder with a smile, "how's it going?"

"Tired, cranky, if I have another cup of coffee I might explode..." he moaned, tossing his bag onto the floor and flopping on the bed.

"I was making that."

"Which I never understand because you only make it before you get right back in it," he teased, tossing a pillow in her direction.

Adrienne frowned.

"You need a girlfriend, so you can go bother her and leave me alone," she said with a smile, reaching for the pillow on the floor and tossing it back.

"Are you really headed to bed; it's only ten," Daniel questioned as he sat up, Adrienne sighing.

"Yeah, I've got an IOA meeting that YOU," she stressed the word, "weaseled out of and I need to be caffeinated and coherent by the time they make me actually speak."

"I didn't weasel..."

"Uh, what are YOU doing tomorrow Dr. Jackson?" she asked, halting her chore.

"Sam & I have to go through the gate codes and make this month's check in list of our allies."

"And Walter can't do this with her because..."

Daniel started laughing.

"Because I hate IOA meetings," he choked out, Adrienne slamming him with a pillow.


"Nope," he chuckled, kicking off his shoes, "genius."

She rolled her eyes, trying to adjust everything around him, giving up and heading to her dresser for pajamas. Grabbing a t-shirt and pants she head for the bathroom, a throat clearing behind her.

"Jokes aside shug," she said with a small smile, "I gotta hit the hay."

"No," he shook his head, serious, sitting up from the bed, "I just, well, I needed to talk to you."

"About?" she stopped to lean again the doorframe.

"Last night," he said quietly, Adrienne confused.

"What about last night?"

Daniel didn't answer at first, pushing his glasses up his face and fumbling with his hands for a moment, finally peering up at her.

"When I slept here, after the movie..." he started slow, Adrienne still looking thoroughly puzzled, "well I woke up to go to the bathroom, and, well, you were..."

"Please don't say snoring," her accent slipped, her pale cheeks flushing, "dammit I don't wanna have to go back on allergy meds."

"No, you weren't snoring, not any more than usual anyway," he said quickly, holding up his hands in case she wanted to deck him again, "you had your..."

"What shug?"

"Your arm wrapped around me," he spat out.

"Oh..." she whispered, dark eyes cast down to the floor, "sorry..."

"No, it's alright," he corrected quickly, "I didn't mind, I mean, I just..."

"You just what?" she asked as he frowned.

I just wanted to tell you that I love you but apparently that's not gonna happen right now dammit Daniel, he thought, taking a breath. 

"Nothing, I just didn't want you to wake up and see me awake and you were doing it and think I was trying something because I wouldn't and then be angry with me over something that is entirely accidental..."

"But it's not," she said finally looking up, "it's not accidental."

"It's not?"

Please tell me you love me Ad, please...

"No," she clarified, "I get cold and you're warm and," she stammered for a moment herself, "you make me feel safe. But I won't do it again, sorry..."

I make her feel safe??

She turned to go back to the bathroom, Daniel at his feet, racing over to catch her before she could escape.

"No, it's ok, I just didn't want you to be mad at me," he said quickly.

"Why would I be?"

Daniel made a face, hoping she didn't need him to explain.

"I'm just sorry I made you feel uncomfortable," she added, turning, Daniel reaching out to catch her arm.

"You didn't," he whispered, "I..."

I love when you hold me...

"You what?"

"I don't mind, I know how cold you get," and once again he didn't say a word, like an idiot.

She smiled softly, eyes at the floor again.

"You staying? Tonight?" she asked before leaving.

"Not if you need to go to sleep..."

"But I'm cold..."

Is that a signal? 

Yes you moron that's a signal, this is why Jack's says you're dense. 

"Ok, I'll got get my stuff," he replied, dashing back to his quarters, Adrienne smiling brightly.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013


Daniel Jackson had learned that a person does stupid things when they are in love, very very stupid things, even if the object of one's affection was just a pipe dream.

Today was one of those times.

When he found Adrienne in the lab, face to keyboard, snoring away, that woman really could sleep anywhere, he didn't take a picture this time, instead reaching to shake her gently out of concern.

"Ad?" he asked, his assistant rubbing her face as she sat up.

"What time is it?"

"Nine," he answered softly, resisting the urge to reach out for her. He was really gonna have to get this under control, they couldn't be, why did he think they could ever be, "why are you here?"

"I came down because I couldn't sleep, I wanted to work late," she was rubbing her face again, sighing, "my gah dam schedule is so gah damn messed up, and da gah damn apartment…"

Daniel frowned. He hadn't heard anything about a problem at her apartment but maybe she hadn't wanted to bother him, she would do that sometimes. It was classic Adrienne behavior, worry about everything else but herself and let her own problems go by the wayside.

"What about the apartment?"

Adrienne looked to the floor; clearly this was something she hadn't wanted to share.

"There was a break in…"

Daniel's heart sank. If there was a break in Adrienne wouldn't be anywhere near the place, which explained why she was staying on base and even though base was secure she would be having nightmares and not sleeping which is why she would be here working.

"When did you sleep last?"

"I don't know."

Daniel pursed his lips. She wasn't lying at least, and he stood there, watching her tired dark eyes as they gazed at him, glancing again at the floor in embarrassment.

"Get your things," he decided. No matter how he felt about her, he couldn't just let her continue like this and loving her made it that much more of a personal imperative to take care of her. After all, she dropped everything, without hesitation for him and she always had; it was the least he could do.

"It's nine in the morning…"

"And you can't tell me when you last slept," he argued right back, "there's nothing pressing…"

"Daniel, Anubis, but - "

He clamped his hand over her mouth.

"No, stop, now."

"You're not my keeper," she protested, moving his hand away.

"No, but you're mine, and I can't afford to not have you at 100%."

She looked down to the floor again. He knew she was gonna give in, he knew everything, he just didn't know what to say to her yet. I love you is what he wanted to say, I love you and I can't watch you torture yourself anymore.

"My duffel's back in my quarters," she said quietly.

"Get it," he ordered gently, "and then meet me in the parking lot. We'll go back to my house and just hang out, ok?"

"Ok," Adrienne was quiet leaving the lab without a further word.

Daniel's heart raced as he watched her go. She's going to spend the day, two days, three days alone in his apartment? They done this before but it was different now, different because Daniel knew that he was in love with her and he knew based on her actions that she was probably in love with him.  She'd been so quiet since the day that they repeated over and over. They'd had fun after, watching movies like everything was normal, none of the tension he had felt since she told him her secret, but she'd been so quiet. There had been a point though, when they were watching the Lord of the Rings that she started to snuggle near to him as if it was normal, making him wonder what happened during those repeated days, before racing back to the other side of her bed.  He'd slept in her room that night too, waking up with her arm wrapped around his waist tightly, a fact that he never told her.

She got her things but didn't go to the parking lot, returning to the lab instead, the dark circles under her eyes standing out more the fluorescent light of the hallway. Daniel shook his head, worried sick, reaching out for the bag to take it.

"We don't have to go…" she protested again.

"I want you to sleep," he countered.

"Why are you so worried?"

Because I love you Adrienne. 

"I'm allowed to worry," he said instead.

"I guess so," and she was quiet again.

The drive to his apartment was quiet, Adrienne again not saying a word. He didn't understand why she was embarrassed by this, hurt yet, scarred, he knew from personal experience, but it wasn't as if she had gone out of her way to have this happen to her. He just wanted to fix it but he couldn't and that hurt him as much as the look on her face. When they arrived at the door she was at the elevator before he could even get her stuff out of the jeep, in silence, charging into this apartment once he slipped the key into the lock, heading straight for sofa.

"Go get the bed," he ordered, sternly, pointing.

"I'm fine here really."

"I know you won't sleep here as well as in my bed," he said it in such as way that he hoped she would tease, he wanted her to tease, please make an Adrienne joke but she didn't, dragging herself to the bedroom.

"I've got to get you better again," he mumbled as he let her go. His heart was in his throat; he wanted so badly to go back there, kiss her, hold her, take her in his arms and nuzzle close and tell her that everything would be fine…

"Stop," he spat out, heading for his small dining room table, "just get to work and let her rest."


She screamed out at noon.

It terrified Daniel and for a moment he sat in the chair unsure as to what he should do. It was the break in, her mind was creating a scenario where she was being attacked again. He felt guilt suddenly at his hesitation and he was dashing into his bedroom, his best friend sitting up in the bed crying, his t-shirt large on her.

"I'm sorry Daniel," she stammered wiping away tears, "I swear this doesn't happen, I've come to peace with it it's just that," she cried more, Daniel crawling in the bed right beside her.

"Don't beat yourself up," he whispered, "you're allowed to feel this way."

"It's just being here in DC, I don't know, I just don't feel safe with everything and…"

"I know," Daniel said, "on the verge of telling her what had happened to him, but refrained. It would make her worry about him and while that would make her forget her own concerns it wouldn't be what she needed.

"I guess sometimes I just don't feel safe."

"Do you feel safe now?" he asked, reaching out his hand.

Adrienne nodded.

"Then lay down, get some sleep," he said, squeezing hers lightly.

"But I'm not sick, I have no reason to be in here, be here at all, we've got work to do," she protested but Daniel just shook his head.

Hold her, kiss her, this was a bad idea…

"You can't even keep your head up Ad, your eyes are puffy, rest, for me?"

Because I love you and I am so worried. 

She sniffed in, allergies maybe, laying back down. His mind already back on where he left of, Daniel started to leave her when he felt a hand at his wrist, turning to see Adrienne was preventing him from leaving.

"Will you stay?"

"In here?"

She nodded again.

"Ok, if it'll get you to sleep…" he agreed, sitting down again. Taking a deep breath, Adrienne laid down, curling onto her side, shaking.

He couldn't take it, he didn't care, so what if he couldn't tell her how he felt, so what if he could never say a word lest she be taken away from him, he could love her and care for her right now. Kicking off his shoes he crawled in beside her, scooting under the covers and taking her into his arms.

"Daniel, what are you doing?"

"Making you feel safe," he whispered, he was crossing a line, he knew it, but she was starting to calm, "at least I hope I am."

"You are."

He'd hoped she'd turn around and cuddle into him, but she didn't, yet she lay there in his arms, letting him hold her.

"Go to sleep, nothing's gonna get in here, I promise," he whispered in her ear, kissing it and freezing.

Shit, he kissed her…

But she didn't say a word, her hand on his as he listened to her breathing slow, Adrienne falling dead asleep.


When Daniel awoke he wasn't quite sure what was going on, the haze of sleep

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Text Messages

I am doing NANO this month but I keep getting these little ideas in my head. Hope you guys are enjoying them! 

You up?

Yeah shug, that's why the little green light is on…

Come on, I'm using one of YOUR methods of communication, can you work with me here?

Just teasin' … my aren't we touchy. What's up Indy?

My head hurts, I don't wanna translate anymore tonight but I don't want to go to bed.

Come here.

That requires driving.

No, that requires an elevator.

Wait? You're on base?

Yeah. It's cold and raining. I ran the track, showered and was too lazy to go home.

Glad you can admit that, usually you just blame me.

And with a few strokes of the keyboard Daniel has lost his invite to hang out in my room.

I know your codes.

I can change them.

Never underestimate my knowledge of Alexander Skarsgard; I know he's your weakness.

Well, I'm folding some laundry then crawling into bed, you're welcome to join me.

Hang on.

You ok?

Wanna take a picture of this conversation to send to Vala, with you inviting me to bed and all…

Bye Daniel.

I'm joking! Sorry, just bored and, well, just bored.

Ok, well, I want to relax so I am shutting this lid. If you want to join me, I am here. If you don't fine.

No, no I do. I need to shut down here and go to my room and grab some things but I'll be down.

What kind of things?


This is why people think we're sleeping together shug.

And yet you don't want me to send this conversation to Vala.

I love being used to make your girlfriend jealous.

I don't have a girlfriend. I have you. You are pain enough ;).

He uses emoticons, impressive. I'm going to finish this ok, see you soon?

In about fifteen or twenty minutes.

See ya soon shug.

Ad? You still there?

Yeah, what's up.

Thanks for letting me crash there so much.

:) I can't lie. I like having you around. A lot.

Be there soon.

Dialog, it's coming to fast for the rest:

Sam: What's going on down there?

Jack: That little girl you hired has destroyed Daniel…

Sam: *giggles* It's cute.

Jack: Uh huh, so are baby lions. And they will kill you…

Sam: Stop it, leave them alone.

Jack: Fine. Have it your way but mark my words, at some point he's gonna come slinking into your office whining about falling in love with her or some shit and I'm gonna be standing right there telling you I told you so and you let Miss Redneck Teen USA ruin one of my friends.


Addy: You've NEVER heard this before??

Daniel: *shrugs* No….

Addy: Where WERE you in the 90's?

Daniel: Specifically or intellectually? Either way, it had nothing to do with MC Hammer.

Addy: You're no fun.

Daniel: I'm letting it play, aren't I?

Addy: But you're not dancing…

Daniel: I don't dance.

Addy: Why not?

Daniel: I just don't.

Addy: Ever?

Daniel: Never.

Addy: Not at prom?

Daniel: Didn't go, graduated early remember?

Addy: Stop using that as an excuse. I did too shug and I still went. With an OLDER boy too…

Daniel: I would expect nothing less.

Addy: No more excuses, dance handsome.

Daniel: No…

Addy: Please, I'll shut off the cameras. We have to finish this merde and if I can't run then I need to dance.

Daniel: Then YOU dance, I'll sit right here and keep working.

Addy: You're no fun. This is why Vala wants nothing to do with you.

Daniel: Nice try. Won't work. Stop poking the bear.

Addy: Whatever, die single, see if I care.

Daniel: Like you have room to talk…

Addy: Excuse me sir?

Daniel: It's a Friday and where are you?

Addy: We have a schedule to keep.

Daniel: Which I can handle one night alone.

Addy: But then who is gonna put you to bed when you fall asleep on the keyboard?

Daniel: Satterfield.

Addy: I hate you so much.

Daniel: See, I can poke the bear too. *smiles* Just for your information if I were to just casually mention to Cam that you were interested in dating, I'd have to put up one of those little ticket things like at the deli.

Addy: I'm not sure whether to laugh or smack you.

Daniel: That was a compliment. I have one or two groupies. Half the male contingent of the base would kill to get a night out with you.

Addy: Well, thank you, but I need to add teaching Daniel to give a girl a real compliment to my list.

Daniel: List?

Addy: List of things we need to fix.

Daniel: Do I even wanna know?

Addy: I'm happy to share. It's not complicated. I got you to drink, so that's taken care of.

Daniel: I've drunk before. A lot.

Addy: Whatever. Lighten up, dance, stop working so much, watch a movie for fun, learn the importance of Star Wars and the lessons it can offer a person in life.

Daniel: Teal'c and Jack tried that one.

Addy: And I'm sure their approach was so academic.

Daniel: So why do I need so much fixing? I thought we were friends because you appreciated my quirks…

Addy: *looks down* I dunno. It's just sometimes you seem so happy and other times…

Daniel: I am *pauses* happy. More lately.

Addy: I just think you deserve to be is all. Sorry…

Daniel: *stands, walks over and turns music full blast* SHUT OFF THE CAMERA!!!

Addy: *smiles* REALLY???


Addy: *giggles*

Monday, November 4, 2013

Just can't tell you yet

It was late by the time Adrienne made it back to her room, throwing off her SG jacket and tossing it to the floor, shedding other pieces of clothing as she made her way to the bathroom. She was exhausted, Rodney had kept her far later than she liked but she didn't mind helping him out when he was being nice. It's still kept her up late, really late, without any real good company.

She brushed her teeth without bothering to turn the light on rinsing out her mouth and staring into the mirror in the darkness to see if maybe she had any zits pop up from the stress of listening to Rodney talk about himself. That's why he was in a good mood tonight, she thought, he was talking about himself. Rubbing her face and tossing her toothbrush back into the cup Dr. Adrienne Rowan stripped off the remainder of her clothes walking over to her dresser.

She didn't bother with underwear pulling on a tank top and a baggy pair of shorts from the top drawer not a concern as to whether or not they matched, walking over to her bed and pulling back the covers slipping underneath their warmth.

Wait, she thought, it's warm in here; my electric blanket is on.

How did my electric blanket get turned on?

Reaching quickly for her nightstand Adrienne clicked on the light, turning over to see that she wasn't alone.

"I swear fah gah, ya gotta be kidding me?!" she spat out, Daniel rolling over rubbing his face and looking at her.

"Hey you're back. What time is it?"

"Two in da mornin', " she tried to enunciate because her accent was about to explode, "what in da 'ell are you doin' here?!?"

Frowning, Daniel muttered,  "It's cold on my floor and I like this blanket."

Adrienne was pretty sure her jaw dropped.

"Seriously Daniel?!"

"Yeah," he said, cuddling back down into the covers, "is that a problem? I crash here all the time."

"Which is why everyone thinks that we're sleeping together!!"

"We are," he said with a chuckle, rolling back over.

Adrienne slammed him with the pillow.

"I'll leave…" he said, peeling back the blanket and sitting, Adrienne pushing him back down.

"Is the heat out? On your floor I mean?"

"Is it bad that I was just freezing and too lazy to check?"

She sighed, rubbing her face in her hands.

"You're a pain in my ass ya know that?" she asked jokingly, grabbing his arm and shaking it, "you can stay just switch, okay?"

"Oh right, the door," and he was up, doing as she asked, shivering as his feet touched the cold floor.

"Are you feeling well?" she asked as she got it, noting his quiver.

"Yeah, just cold for some reason," he answered, not lying, but he was unusually cold tonight and coming here was just what felt natural to do. She nodded, crawling over to the wall, sliding underneath the warm blanket, into the warm place he had created.

"And I've taken your spot," she teased, although she did feel slightly guilty, "sorry shug."

"It's ok, I had the blanket spread over the whole bed," he said as he shut out the light, hunkering down beside her. Smiling though he couldn't see, Adrienne turned on her side, facing the wall, her back leaning against his.

"Night Daniel."


She closed her eyes, grateful that she could sleep a few hours later tomorrow because Daniel knew she would be working late…


"Yea," she answered groggily.

"Why don't you like sleeping by the door? I mean you have to when I'm not here, but is there a reason you'd like to talk about?"

Adrienne shivered.

"No, I don't."

She felt Daniel adjust behind her, hearing his voice closer.

"I'm sorry," he must have noted her tone, "I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it was an honest question, shows you care. Don't be sorry," she whispered barely, a hand at her shoulder.

"I do, that's why I asked, but I'm sorry I brought it up."

She wanted to reply, tell him she was fine, but the memory hit her and she shook harder this time.


"I'm ok Indy, go to sleep."

"No," he was moving again, "you're not."

She didn't reply because he was right; she wasn't.

"Adrienne, you're shaking…"

"No, I'm not," she argued, weakly, when she felt movement at her waist, an arm, slipping around her and pulling her close.

"Yes, you are. I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again."

"I'm not mad."

"I know."

"It's just something I don't like to talk about."

"And if you ever do, I'll listen," he whispered softly, "it's only fair after all of the whining I do."

She giggled at his joke.

"Glad you can admit you whine."

"You tell Jack I said that and I'll never sit through Monty Python again. Ever."

She laughed a second time.


She thought he'd move, roll back over, but he didn't, just lay there so close, holding her. This was why Vala harassed her so much, this probably wasn't normal friend behavior but then again, she'd never had a friend as close as Daniel.

"Indy?" she asked into the dark, deciding to tell him, after all, wouldn't it feel good to tell someone.


But then she couldn't.


"Do I get a kiss goodnight too?" she joked instead, Daniel shoving her playfully.

"Fine, see if I try to be caring with you again. I have a limit Ad, and you are dangerously close."

She laughed.

"I'm just teasing shug, but," she paused, "don't feel bad. Okay?"

"Alright, can I go back to sleep now. This side of the bed is finally warm."

"Goodnight. For real."

"Night," and he was back to back with her again, a small part of her sad he was no longer snuggled into her.

Stupid Vala, Adrienne thought, shivering again at a memory she would forever try to forget when she felt a hand at her, holding it, squeezing it and with the comfort of that gesture allowed herself to fall asleep.