True to Melony's word, Daniel didn't bore Carson (or Melony) with talk of technological stuff. First of all, he didn't know nearly as much about the technical stuff as Carter did, and second of all, Mitchell was more interested in hearing about the visit with Tao than she was anything else – telling Daniel that even though she refused to call herself the Jaffa's goddess, she really did concern herself with their welfare.

"He didn't tell us where they found the crystals," Daniel said, watching as Melony leaned against a stack of pillows that Beckett had tucked behind her. Carson was sitting at the foot of the bed, Daniel on the other side, both of them leaving Mitchell the entire head of the bed so she could curl up a bit if she wanted to.

"Did he tell you how many they found?"

Daniel shook his head.

"I don't think he wanted us to know, but I'd bet they have a lot more than they traded to us."

Melony nodded. While relations were much better between the Jaffa and the Tau'ri – given that Jack had met with Tao and they were both still alive, it was a sure sign that relations were better – she knew that Tao still wasn't completely buddy buddy with the idea of just handing out technology to them just because they'd asked.

If we want more, we'll have to be the ones to ask, as O'Neill mentioned earlier, Talon told her.

Of course, she wouldn't have to ask – but she would, anyways. And with the crystals they already had, they would be able to go and come back as much as they needed to. Which was an exciting thought.

"I'm surprised they let you have any…" she said, draining her coffee cup. It was the third cup she'd had, and was enough for the night. Especially since she was beginning to feel a little drowsy.

"I think Tao believed us when we told him we couldn't figure out how to get to you," Daniel said, finishing his own cup as well. He liked the new stuff better than regular coffee and wondered if he'd be able to get a handy supply of it to take back home eventually. "And didn't want to risk losing you."

Mitchell shrugged.

"Maybe… but whatever reason it is, I'm glad to have them – and doubly glad that you guys are here."

Daniel smiled.

"I should let you get some sleep – you look beat."

She nodded, glancing at Beckett who was nodding his agreement. Both men stood up, although Carson only reached out and took her cup from her and Daniel's as well, and then heading into the bathroom to rinse them out while Daniel said good night.

"I'll see you in the morning," he told her, leaning over hugging her close once more. He didn't think he'd ever get enough hugging her for the next few days, at least, and Melony didn't mind a bit. She hugged him just as tightly.

"Do you need help finding your lost quarters?"

Daniel flushed slightly, and grinned guiltily.

"They're not far from yours. Just at the end of the hall."

She smiled.

"I'll come find you later, then."

"After you rest."

"Yes, Mother."

She smiled to soften the rebuke, and Daniel reached out and brushed his hand along her hair.

"Good night."

"Night."

He glanced towards the bathroom door where they could both hear water running in the sink, but he didn't say anything. Instead he winked, gave her a smile that made her blush unaccountably, and left her quarters.

A minute later the water turned off and Carson came back out into the bedroom area.

"He's gone?"

She nodded.

"I suspect he knows about us."

The doctor blanched a little.

"Will he tell General O'Neill?"

She smiled and shrugged.

"Don't look so panicked, Carson. My love life is none of Jack's business, but if and when he finds out, he's not going to do anything."

Yeah, well… Carson wasn't so sure about that. Jack O'Neill had the definite big brother mentality when it came to Mitchell and the doctor had noticed it immediately. Add to that the fact that he was already angry with Beckett for trying to keep him away from her bedside, and he was pretty sure his skin wasn't as safe as Melony thought it was.

He didn't say that, though. Instead, he came over and sat down beside her, his eyes wandering over the bruises and cuts on her face that Talon hadn't yet managed to heal.

"How do you feel?"

"A little tired," she admitted.

"Sore?"

She shrugged, unwilling to admit that much.

He reached out and ran his hand lightly along her side, feeling for the swelling that had been there when she'd been carried in, and finding that most of that was down. Obviously the bruises were the least of Talon's worries, but the swelling around the ribs Melony had broken had definitely warranted his more immediate attention.

"Does that hurt?" He asked as his hands slid along her sides. The touch could have just as easily been erotic, except that the concern in his eyes plainly told her that he was in doctor mode, and besides, Melony was not feeling up to anything more physical than drinking those cups of coffee.

She shook her head.

"I'm fine, Carson."

He frowned, but there wasn't much he could say. If she said she was okay, then he'd believe her until she said otherwise. Besides, she was up and about, and Beckett knew that Talon wouldn't allow her to do anything to hurt herself. Which told him if she was really injured, she'd still be in bed.

"Okay. Then you get some sleep, and I'll see you in the morning."

"You're not going to stay?"

He shook his head, and smiled, leaning over and kissing her gently while pulling her blankets up over her to keep her warm.

"If I stay you won't get any sleep at all."

She smiled at the truth of that, and ignored Talon's amusement.

"I'll see you in the morning, then."