It Wasn't The Stealing (Daniel/Vala)
Title: It Wasn't The Stealing
Characters/Pairing: Vala/Daniel (Vala Centric)
Category: Friendship (hint of romance)
Rating: G
Word Count: ~280
Spoilers: None if you know who Vala (from seasons 9 and 10) is.
Summary: Vala's thoughts on her reasons for running, and her reason for staying.
For years she ran.
Lying, stealing, exploiting. She deceived someone. She misused their trust. She could never stay in any one place. That was her reason for running. Or so she believed.
But that was not the truth. She did not realise her devieving was a just cover.
Until she met him. Then her view changed.
For the first time since becoming a host, someone trusted her. For the first time since becoming a host, she trusted someone. For the first time since becoming a host, she cared for someone, and was cared for. For the first time since becoming a host, she acknowledged her true reason for running.
Fear. The fear of betrayal. The fear of looking into someone's eyes and seeing the hate, the anger, the disgust.
Now, she is no longer afraid of seeing the hate, anger, or disgust. Not from him.
She will annoy him, she will aggravate him. He will respond in kind. But there is no hate there, no disgust. There may be disappointment, but only if she deserves it. She avoids that as best she can.
She is slowly becoming used to not running, to being welcome, to being accepted, to having a home. She is beginning to realise she may have a place here. She may have a friend. She may have a love.
And now, she will not run. Not while there is a chance. Not while his eyes continue to shine with his trust, his friendship and maybe , just maybe, his love.
~fin~
cross-posted to Stargatefic (sorry If I'm spamming your journal.)
Constructive criticsim is always welcome!
Characters/Pairing: Vala/Daniel (Vala Centric)
Category: Friendship (hint of romance)
Rating: G
Word Count: ~280
Spoilers: None if you know who Vala (from seasons 9 and 10) is.
Summary: Vala's thoughts on her reasons for running, and her reason for staying.
For years she ran.
Lying, stealing, exploiting. She deceived someone. She misused their trust. She could never stay in any one place. That was her reason for running. Or so she believed.
But that was not the truth. She did not realise her devieving was a just cover.
Until she met him. Then her view changed.
For the first time since becoming a host, someone trusted her. For the first time since becoming a host, she trusted someone. For the first time since becoming a host, she cared for someone, and was cared for. For the first time since becoming a host, she acknowledged her true reason for running.
Fear. The fear of betrayal. The fear of looking into someone's eyes and seeing the hate, the anger, the disgust.
Now, she is no longer afraid of seeing the hate, anger, or disgust. Not from him.
She will annoy him, she will aggravate him. He will respond in kind. But there is no hate there, no disgust. There may be disappointment, but only if she deserves it. She avoids that as best she can.
She is slowly becoming used to not running, to being welcome, to being accepted, to having a home. She is beginning to realise she may have a place here. She may have a friend. She may have a love.
And now, she will not run. Not while there is a chance. Not while his eyes continue to shine with his trust, his friendship and maybe , just maybe, his love.
~fin~
cross-posted to Stargatefic (sorry If I'm spamming your journal.)
Constructive criticsim is always welcome!