"Familiar Strangers Part 2"

Ch. 4

Nicole's POV

(My house, in my bedroom)

I don't exactly know how Daniel and I went from to the Family Room to my bed upstairs, but somehow we did. Daniel kissed my neck as I took off the top to my sweater.

"Are you sure about this?" Daniel asked, kissing me.

"I'm positive," I told him, kissing him back.

He messaged his fingers through my auburn hair. I pulled him closer as I pulled his pants down. He did the same to me.

It was now morning and the sun was trying very hard to come out. I rolled over in bed, Daniel lay beside me. I smiled and he smiled back. We were both naked except for the sheet that covered us. I curled up beside Daniel and rested my head on his chest. He kissed my forehead and draped his arm around me.

"You know I could really get used to this," Daniel said.

"Me too," I said. "But, Hammond wants both of us to be at the SGC by 0930 hours," I looked at my wall clock. "This gives us about two hours."

"Right," he said. "I'll make some coffee."

Daniel got out of bed.

"No, I'll make the coffee," I said. "You can take your shower first."

"Okay," he leaned down and kissed me before he went to the bathroom downstairs.

I felt that my stomach wasn't settling. I quickly grabbed a trash can I had next to my bed stand and threw up in it. I had barely made it in the bucket. I went downstairs and made some coffee. I then went upstairs to take my shower, just as Daniel got out of his. Trying to keep my stomach down, I took my shower, got dressed, and started making some breakfast.

I was in the middle of finishing up frying the bacon when Daniel snuck up behind me, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on my cheek.

"I didn't know you could cook," he said, giving me a quick squeeze and letting go.

"Yeah, my mom was a great cook. I always looked forward to the holidays," I told him.

"You miss your mother, don't you?" he asked gently.

I nodded silently. I placed the cooked bacon on a plate and put it in the microwave to keep them warm. Daniel sat the table and buttered some toast while I cooked the eggs.

(SGC, Briefing Room)

"So, how are you going to help Nicole, dad?" Sam asked.

"We need another host,"

"You want me to become a Tok'ra?" I asked.

Jacob took over and he said gently, "According to Jack, you don't have many options at the moment,"

"Okay, let's say I'll do it. Are you sure that the symbiote can take care of the cancer?" I asked.

"We're positive," he said.

"Will I still have my premonitions?"

"We're not sure. Your case is very odd," Selmack said.

"Great," I said. "At least give me some time to think about it."

Jacob/Selmack nodded.

I felt my stomach start to come up again. I held my mouth shut and ran to a trash can near by. They all looked at me, concerned. Once I was finished barfing my guts out, I wiped my mouth off using my sleeve and sat back down.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I must be coming down with something or something."

"Maybe you should go up to the Infirmary and have Janet check you out," Jack suggested.

I nodded.

"I'd like to go know, sir. With you permission," I said to Hammond.

Hammond nodded.

"Thank you, sir," I nodded and left the room.

To be continued . . .