The next morning Melony was up and gone before Anderson woke up. She felt
great, and refreshed – thanks to Talon – but Mitchell wanted to let Brad
get a bit more sleep. He needed his sleep, and she intended to let him get
it. She, on the other hand, needed to get the SGC before Jack came looking
for her. She left Anderson a note telling him where she'd gone and told him
to take his time getting up and around. Since she was still his Commanding
officer – for however much longer – she had that authority, and she'd use
it as long as she could.
She checked in at the main guard shack to see if Jack had come through yet, and was told he was only a few minutes ahead of her. Since she hadn't had breakfast, the commissary was her first stop, where she ordered a huge breakfast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. The activities of the night aside, Talon had used a lot of her reserves healing her and she probably should have stayed in bed a little longer – not that she'd ever admit to that.
This was where Jack found her. She'd barely sat down when she felt a hand come down on her shoulder, and a voice whisper in her ear.
"I know what you did last night."
She flushed, but when he came around and sat down across from her he was grinning so broadly, and his eyes were so full of good humor that she had to grin as well.
"You're just jealous."
"Nah. Anderson's a good looking guy, I suppose, but he's not really my type."
She laughed, and leaned back in her chair, taking a moment to check him out while he was sitting still. He looked tired, still, but his good humor was a sure sign that he was feeling better than he looked.
"How do you feel?" Obviously he was thinking the same thing she was. She smiled and picked up a piece of her bacon.
"Hungry."
"Uh huh, we won't even go into the reason for the sudden appetite." It was obvious that he was okay with her choice of trysting partners, since otherwise she was pretty sure he'd be scowling. He'd never approved of any boyfriend she'd ever introduced him to before. Not that there'd been all that many in recent years.
"Let him who is without sin..."
"Yeah yeah." He reached over and stole a piece of her bacon and dipped it in her syrup. "I'll have you know my love life is stagnant right now."
"Maybe I'm not the only one that should have a heart to heart with a Major?"
"Maybe you're-"
"Good morning."
They both looked up and saw Samantha Carter walking up to the table, and Melony smiled when she saw Jack flush hotly. Almost caught talking about her! He caught her grin, and scowled at her, giving her a definite warning that the subject was closed. One she respected, and told him with a slight nod that she agreed.
"Good morning, Major," Mitchell said.
"Morning, Carter."
"Can I join you, or is this a private conversation?"
"Nah. Sit down." Melony smiled. "I was hoping to catch you, actually."
"Oh?" Carter sat down, setting her tray on the table, and Jack stole a piece of her toast.
"Talon wants to use your lab sometime in the near future. He's very impressed with your setup."
"What's he building?" Jack asked.
"I'm building it, Jack. He's just going to show me what to do."
"What are YOU building?"
She shrugged. "No clue."
Sam smiled. She obviously was curious, too, but she didn't ask for details, knowing that she'd probably find out eventually. Jack, on the other hand, was still curious.
"Come on, Melony. Ask him."
Talon took over, then, and when Mitchell spoke next Carter and O'Neill could tell the difference immediately.
"I am going to build a M'era'tikurian device, Colonel O'Neill." Talon told him. "Or as close to one as I can with the items and equipment that Major Carter can provide in her laboratory."
"What's that?" Both of them were staring.
Mitchell smiled, and shrugged as Talon relinquished control once more.
"Your guess is as good as mine."
Jack scowled.
"You asked what he was building." She told him innocently. "And he told you."
Carter laughed. Which only made O'Neill scowl some more.
"I think teaming you and this Talon guy was a big mistake, Colonel Mitchell." he said, taking another slice of her bacon. "One smart ass is bad enough. Add in another one, and I think I've met my match."
"He's great, Jack." Melony told him, seriously. "All kidding aside; he's probably just as eager to finish off the Goa'uld as anyone, and he's smart enough to think of several ideas that might help do it."
"Dad said that the Tok'ra need his expertise," Sam said. "Before he left last night, I mean."
"Yeah, that's what Talon said. But he also said they can wait. What he's been working on is all experimental, and some is so far out of the box that it's more theory than fact, so there's no rush, really. Even though the Tok'ra might not agree. He's willing to wait for a few days."
It was clear that Jack approved of the symbiote caring more about what Melony wanted than what the rest of the Tok'ra wanted. He didn't care about what the Tok'ra wanted, either.
"What are your plans today?" He asked as he took another slice of her bacon – leaving her only one out of the original four.
"Well, as soon as I'm done eating what little breakfast you've saved me, and I've had about a pot of coffee, I'm going to see if Hammond has any orders for me, and if he doesn't I'll either take over Major Carter's lab, or I'll go try to figure out what I'm going to do with all my crap while I'm living in Tok'raville."
She checked in at the main guard shack to see if Jack had come through yet, and was told he was only a few minutes ahead of her. Since she hadn't had breakfast, the commissary was her first stop, where she ordered a huge breakfast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. The activities of the night aside, Talon had used a lot of her reserves healing her and she probably should have stayed in bed a little longer – not that she'd ever admit to that.
This was where Jack found her. She'd barely sat down when she felt a hand come down on her shoulder, and a voice whisper in her ear.
"I know what you did last night."
She flushed, but when he came around and sat down across from her he was grinning so broadly, and his eyes were so full of good humor that she had to grin as well.
"You're just jealous."
"Nah. Anderson's a good looking guy, I suppose, but he's not really my type."
She laughed, and leaned back in her chair, taking a moment to check him out while he was sitting still. He looked tired, still, but his good humor was a sure sign that he was feeling better than he looked.
"How do you feel?" Obviously he was thinking the same thing she was. She smiled and picked up a piece of her bacon.
"Hungry."
"Uh huh, we won't even go into the reason for the sudden appetite." It was obvious that he was okay with her choice of trysting partners, since otherwise she was pretty sure he'd be scowling. He'd never approved of any boyfriend she'd ever introduced him to before. Not that there'd been all that many in recent years.
"Let him who is without sin..."
"Yeah yeah." He reached over and stole a piece of her bacon and dipped it in her syrup. "I'll have you know my love life is stagnant right now."
"Maybe I'm not the only one that should have a heart to heart with a Major?"
"Maybe you're-"
"Good morning."
They both looked up and saw Samantha Carter walking up to the table, and Melony smiled when she saw Jack flush hotly. Almost caught talking about her! He caught her grin, and scowled at her, giving her a definite warning that the subject was closed. One she respected, and told him with a slight nod that she agreed.
"Good morning, Major," Mitchell said.
"Morning, Carter."
"Can I join you, or is this a private conversation?"
"Nah. Sit down." Melony smiled. "I was hoping to catch you, actually."
"Oh?" Carter sat down, setting her tray on the table, and Jack stole a piece of her toast.
"Talon wants to use your lab sometime in the near future. He's very impressed with your setup."
"What's he building?" Jack asked.
"I'm building it, Jack. He's just going to show me what to do."
"What are YOU building?"
She shrugged. "No clue."
Sam smiled. She obviously was curious, too, but she didn't ask for details, knowing that she'd probably find out eventually. Jack, on the other hand, was still curious.
"Come on, Melony. Ask him."
Talon took over, then, and when Mitchell spoke next Carter and O'Neill could tell the difference immediately.
"I am going to build a M'era'tikurian device, Colonel O'Neill." Talon told him. "Or as close to one as I can with the items and equipment that Major Carter can provide in her laboratory."
"What's that?" Both of them were staring.
Mitchell smiled, and shrugged as Talon relinquished control once more.
"Your guess is as good as mine."
Jack scowled.
"You asked what he was building." She told him innocently. "And he told you."
Carter laughed. Which only made O'Neill scowl some more.
"I think teaming you and this Talon guy was a big mistake, Colonel Mitchell." he said, taking another slice of her bacon. "One smart ass is bad enough. Add in another one, and I think I've met my match."
"He's great, Jack." Melony told him, seriously. "All kidding aside; he's probably just as eager to finish off the Goa'uld as anyone, and he's smart enough to think of several ideas that might help do it."
"Dad said that the Tok'ra need his expertise," Sam said. "Before he left last night, I mean."
"Yeah, that's what Talon said. But he also said they can wait. What he's been working on is all experimental, and some is so far out of the box that it's more theory than fact, so there's no rush, really. Even though the Tok'ra might not agree. He's willing to wait for a few days."
It was clear that Jack approved of the symbiote caring more about what Melony wanted than what the rest of the Tok'ra wanted. He didn't care about what the Tok'ra wanted, either.
"What are your plans today?" He asked as he took another slice of her bacon – leaving her only one out of the original four.
"Well, as soon as I'm done eating what little breakfast you've saved me, and I've had about a pot of coffee, I'm going to see if Hammond has any orders for me, and if he doesn't I'll either take over Major Carter's lab, or I'll go try to figure out what I'm going to do with all my crap while I'm living in Tok'raville."