Daniel was having a hard time deciding if he was going to forgive himself or not or whether there was even anything to forgive. It was a tricky situation he was in. He loved Vala, the Vala he had known and the one he had seen at her most vulnerable and her most standoffish. But that woman wasn't the one currently on the island. Unfortunately, ( Read more... )

Daniel hadn't really been sure where Jack was taking him at first. He'd just thought it was a walk until he saw the familiar buildings in New Atlantis. By that point, it was too late to complain that he'd made plans with someone else. Maybe it was best that Jack didn't know that he was going to find Guy. Sleep with Guy, even if it was in the ( Read more... )

What was going on with Vala? He had no idea. She had suddenly gone...she had gone the way she'd been back before they'd figured things out. Back when she hadn't wanted him to actually be around. He'd thought that things were different, now, but maybe they weren't. Maybe...maybe... Maybe he was just being an idiot and seeing what he was afraid ( Read more... )

There was someone calling his name. That wasn't the surprising part, since he and Vala still lived in both huts. What was surprising was that it was Guy and he sounded drunk. "I'll be back," he murmured to Vala, ducking out and making his way back to his own hut. Sure enough, there was Guy at his door. He couldn't help but let out a soft sigh ( Read more... )

Vala was in the kitchen with William and Daniel, tied as he was to her, was in the rec room with his laptop. It wasn't quite the same as actually being there to see the book. It wasn't the same at all, but he had to make do. He rubbed at the bracelet on his wrist and then at his temple. He was fairly sure he was getting a headache, but he wasn' ( Read more... )

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He was drunk and he was melancholy and Daniel was pretty sure it wasn't even noon yet. He wasn't sure. He hadn't bothered taking his watch when he'd left his hut this morning. He hadn't bothered taking a shirt when he left this morning. And his shoes, those he'd left behind in Guy's hut ( Read more... )

Daniel stared at his bag and wondered what else he needed to pack. Water bottles, clothes, socks, notebook, toothbrush and toothpaste. He'd talked to Vala and ignored her scoffing at him wanting reassurance that she'd be okay. Water bottles, clothes, socks. This felt distinctly odd. The last time he'd been over to the other island had been ( Read more... )

After two days and scouring the bookshelf for recipe books that contained things they could actually make on the island, the reality had finally sunk in that Daniel had a date. A real date, something he hadn't had in months. It was over a year, come to think of it. Around March of last year with Alcuin since things with Mohinder and then Owen ( Read more... )