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[unbound_vala]

My memory hadn't come back. Every day when I woke up I laid still, staring at the ceiling and thinking hard, hoping I would somehow just know once again who I was and what had made me the person I was. Every day I realized I knew nothing. Nothing of my childhood. Nothing of my friends. Nothing of this island. Nothing of the child who was my son. I

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[thinkimstrange]

Of course Jonas had heard what had happened to Vala but he hadn't really known what to do about it. It wasn't like back home where they had more options open. So, besides offering to help Daniel with anything he and William needed, he'd left it alone. While he appreciated what Vala had done for him the day he'd arrived, he hadn't known her before the island so he thought it might be best to leave it to the friends she might recognize.

But that didn't mean he was going to avoid her either. He had come to the rec room to get some more books and didn't even hesitate when he saw Vala playing pool. "Hi," he said in friendly greeting as he moved past her to the bookshelf.

[unbound_vala]

"Hello," I said warmly. Tilting my head a bit, I looked him over. I ached to recognize someone, anyone, but all I got was the few memories I'd made since that day Daniel had taken me to the clinic when I realized something was terribly wrong.

"I've seen you," I added, placing his face as one of those who lived near me. "Daniel's told me your name...but I'm sorry to say I can't recall it."

I'd found it was just easier to be honest about it. Trying to hide it would never do to help me recover, i was sure.

[thinkimstrange]

Looking over his shoulder at her from the bookshelf, Jonas smiled and nodded. "Yes, I live in New Atlantis with the others from the SGC. My name is Jonas Quinn. I'm sorry to hear about your memories. Any luck getting them back?" He asked curiously. She didn't seem to be having any luck but perhaps names weren't the first thing to come back.

[unbound_vala]

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I was not surprised in the least to find that yet another person knew about me. It did make me wonder just how many people on this island I had met in the course of my stay.

"No. No luck," I said, sadly shaking my head. "I keep hoping that something will spark a real memory but so far nothing has."

[has_2ls]

Jack was aware that something had happened to Vala that weekend that everyone fell into a coma and went home or something like it but he hadn't really had a chance to catch her by herself since it happened. That hadn't ever happened to him (at least as far as he knew; that was something to check up with Carter to confirm) and he didn't exactly know how to approach getting to know Vala all over again.

"Uh, hi, Vala," he said cautiously, giving her a little wave as came into the rec room. "Want someone to play against?"

[unbound_vala]

"I'd love to play against someone," I told him with a bright smile. I felt I was fairly good at the game -- practicing had proved that much -- and an opponent would be enjoyable.

"Jack, right? You're Jack. Tell me I have at least that much committed to memory."

[has_2ls]

"Jack, yeah," he said, trying not to show just how weird it was for Vala not to know him. When he'd first shown up on the island, he hadn't known her, but she'd rapidly become one of his closest friends.

"You wanna break or should I?"

[unbound_vala]

"Oh, by all means," I replied, gesturing magnanimously at the table for him to take the shot. I liked him immediately, though I had found that I quite enjoyed everyone I'd spoken to. From what Daniel had told me, I was right to like Jack.

"Daniel said you worked for the same program I did but you were gone by the time I...arrived. I'm an alien, you know." That seemed to be something rather important and I thought I should be frank about it.

[theunascended]

William was, at the moment, in the children's office. It wasn't that Daniel didn't love William or want to spend time with him. It was just that the longer that things with Vala continued as they were, the more tired he got. It wasn't a physical weariness, really, but more of an emotional one. He wanted his life back. He wanted his Vala back. He was beginning to doubt whether not telling her about them was the wisest decision, but even if she knew, what would it change, really? Would she really be the Vala he remembered?

He tried to leave his thoughts behind him as he went into the kitchen to get himself a coffee but, of course, who should be in the rec room when he left, but Vala.

"Afternoon," he murmured.

[unbound_vala]

I looked at him for a long moment, my lips drawing in so I could bite them. I could feel how wide my eyes were as I tried to think of what to say to him. As the days rolled on I could tell he was...frustrated? Something. Something was wrong and it wasn't just about the child. William.

I'm not an idiot. I may not remember but I could just tell.

"Daniel," I finally said. I clung to the fact that he was one of very few things I remembered. When I thought of him I felt, oh, what...safe, I guess. I felt like no matter what, he would see to it that things came out all right.

Not that I dared tell him that. He'd think I'd lost my mind as well as my memory.

[theunascended]

Daniel watched as emotions flickered across her face. When she didn't say anything at all but her name, he shook his head and walked over to the bookshelf. It, of course, decided to provide him with its opinion of his current problems: books on marriage. He stared at the rows of books. Marriage? He'd never considered marrying Vala. They didn't need that, did they? Things were certainly fine enough in their relationship without it. Had been fine.

He turned abruptly and stalked away from the bookshelf. He hated this room sometimes.

What did she even think about him now? Did she still love him? Did she care about him at all? Or had she reverted to the Vala he'd first known?

[unbound_vala]

He started to walk away and I took a step closer, reaching out briefly before pulling my hand back.

"Daniel, I..." I started, then honestly wasn't sure what to say. He was getting harder and harder to talk to.

"...Would you like to play a game?" I offered, giving up a flicker of a smile, trying to entice him without being overt. "If you have time," I added.