Living with Tok'ra must have really messed up with his head. Like tremendously. He was deprived of interactions with humans. That was it. And on top of that, he spent last month with Goa'uld. He knew they were all lying snakes who could go on killing sprees just because the wind blew the wrong way so this was the first time he could relax. As much as he could relax with Selmak murmuring in his head and still on base. He spoke with George about something else than Stargate. He had coffee and normal food. So when he finally fell asleep in V.I.P. quarters he wasn't in a half-awake dreamless sleep for the first time in ages. So his mind went crazy. Yep, that was it. Between his cancer and this new chance at life, he was more than preoccupied. So now everything was catching up to him. In a way. Weird way. There was a reasonable explanation for this. There had to be. He was still a man. He was sure anybody would tell him that it was normal. Not that he would tell anybody. There was no need. And she was there because… because… because she was there! In the mess just a few hours before. When he was finishing his dinner. She came for coffee and waved at him. And smiled. He was thinking about that smile before going to bed. So that's why his mind went that way. Ok. So everything was fine. No need to panic.

'You know. That was a rather large panic attack. For something that wasn't apparently worth a panic attack. If you want my opinion…'

'I don't. Shut up so we can go back to sleep.'

'Back to that dream of yours?'

'No. Just to sleep. Sleepless dream.'

'As you wish. But just so you know. It really wasn't worth it. For one it was a rather lame one. I heard stories steamier than this. Like the one about 50 Jaffas of Ketesh that...'

'I sooo don't want details of this one. Just put me to sleep. We have an early morning tomorrow.'

He felt his muscles relax. The old girl must have released something into them. They were falling asleep. Finally. He closed his eyes but when he was going into endless bliss there was a tiny whisper in his head.

'Besides I doubt she is white cotton kind of woman.'

A few hours earlier.

Janet was sitting in her office looking over the last blood tests she had on SG-1. They were looking good. Not back to before the armbands fiasco good, but getting there. She really hated how Anise handled this situation. For a race that was living in symbiotic relationships with humans, Tok'ra had little to no regard for the wellbeing of those who were not hosts. Or maybe even for hosts as well. That at least for now was going to be an unanswered question for her curious mind. It's not like she could ask them. Besides the only Tok'ra, she had normal conversations with, was Selmak. If she could call it normal. When there was a crisis situation of galactic proportions Selmak always seemed to treat asking her for help like the really last resort. At first, she even thought Symbiote didn't want to talk to her on some kind of Tok'ra principle. She was proven wrong on this the very first time both of them made it to one of the infamous Colonel O'Neill barbeques at the same time. Oh boy, but did Selmak want to talk to her. About the most trivial things even. There was only one catch. It had to be only two of them. When somebody else joined their conversations General Carter was back, sometimes he even seemed to not be aware of what they talked about. Conversations with General Carter were always to the point. Short and specific. It was mostly Program business with him anyway. And on the rare occasion, it wasn't... Well... he was a very closed-off man. Polite of course but he barely showed any emotions when talking to her. Even if sometimes she managed to make him crack a smile it only lasted seconds. At times she wasn't even sure if those tiny smiles were really there. But they sure were nice. Kind of a subtle bad boy smirk. With just a tiny sparkle in his dark eyes. It was a dangerous sparkle. It made her think about a lot of things. Nice things. Like...

Knock on the door pulled her out of her musing. She just spent 10 minutes looking into space and thinking about…

Oh God, she needed coffee. Probably at least a gallon of it if she wanted to make it through the rest of this shift without losing her mind.

'Janet, did you hear a thing from what I just said?'

Nope. Not one word. I was still thinking about our visiting General and his smirk. She couldn't say that. Not even to him. Let's play it cool. It was Daniel and 9 out of 10 times he came to her office it was for one reason. So let's try.

'Yes. I heard it all. And no, you can't go.'

'This could be a breakthrough we've been looking for!'

She mentally smirked. Dr Fraiser 1, inappropriate thoughts during work hours 0. She could do those in her sleep. She heard it so many times she sometimes felt like she spent half of her time here having conversations with various members of SG-1 about being ready for off-world missions. One might think they would have learned by now. He stopped talking. Right, it was her turn.

'Daniel you might feel like you are ready to run a marathon next weekend but your blood test shows me otherwise. I was just looking at it just a moment ago, so I know for sure. You are really lucky you don't have any long-lasting complications after all the trauma your body went through. I really don't want either of you to push yourself too fast. I'm not changing my mind. As soon as your condition is back to what I deem acceptable I will be more than happy to clear you all for Gate travel and have you out of here. To be honest Colonel O'Neill is starting to get on my nerves.'

'Just starting? Then you are holding up better than most.' He said with a note of annoyance. She knew what was coming next.

'That's one of the reasons why I want to go. And you will see that I will be ok. And then... '

'Daniel, please.' She sighed. He thankfully got a clue 'cause he was standing by the door a few seconds later. Before leaving he shouted short.

'Just think about it.'

Like she didn't have better things to think about. Like who was likely to be having his evening cup of coffee right now.