As she climbed into her bed there was no embarrassment or awkwardness because sheworeonly and Air Force tee-shirt an regulation underwear, just understanding. She curled into a ball and silently let tears stream down her checks as Daniel combed her hair, Teal'c rubbed down every sore muscle and Jack read to them from some of the books she had in her library.
Without knowing she fell into an exhausted sleep.
Her clock said it was 2:17, she shouldn't be awake. There was a different presence in the room. Searching with her senses she felt Teal'c at the end of her bed kel'nor'reming, Jack asleep facing her with his hand tucked under his check in the perfect picture of slumber, Daniel at her left side also asleep facing but with small snores reaching her ears.
And then it hit her.
They were all hers. She couldn't just settle for one. She needed all of them doing what they do… with her, for her.
SG-1 was it. She was home.
She was safe.
She was happy.
Slidding back under the covers she edged closer to her men.