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Multi-tasking had survived the apocalypse. Which wasn't as often as she would like: he was spending more and more time with Bra'tac and Rak'nor, making the rounds of Rebel Jaffa camps and sneaking into Goa'uld strongholds to foment revolution. He was by far the best cook of them all, and they always ate better when Teal'c was around. Teal'c took the fruit into the kitchen alcove: Sam heard the swish of him sharpening a knife before using it. 'There's fruit in the bag there,' Sam said, pointing with her chin.

She tugged one off and dropped it on the floor, while Teal'c hung up his robe and carefully stowed his gear. The rest of them had gone for native dress, but Daniel refused to wear the sandals-he broke a toe on a dig once, and now wouldn't let his boots out of his sight. Sam nudged Daniel until he rolled over, then went to work on his boots. 'God.' His voice was muffled by the flat quilted pillow. Teal'c gave her a grave nod, even his eyes looking a little sunken Daniel walked right to the bed and toppled over onto it, not even taking off his pack. When she got the door open, she stood back and let them enter first, shrugging at Daniel apologetically. The side of Daniel's face was swollen and bruising, from that hit he took from the merc in the airlock. To be fair, Daniel and Teal'c-who had caught the bottle, good man-both looked wilted and filthy. 'Damn it, Daniel!' Sweaty and gross again already, Sam felt like she'd lost all the benefit of her bath. So she was swearing under her breath and trying not to drop the liquor on the tacky hallway floor, when Teal'c's broad hand dropped on her shoulder.

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The mechanism got sticky in the evenings, and you had to enter the code two or three times before it accepted your palm.

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Sam had a net bag on one arm, full of bread and the purple-striped fruits that tasted like a mango-grape explosion, and a bottle of something clear and deadly under the other, while she fumbled with the lock. She'd bathed-the blood she washed off her arms had stained the wash-rag a murky brown-napped, and gone out into the cooler (but still hot) evening to buy food, when Teal'c and Daniel returned. Water, hot or cold, she didn't care-she would take on a Goa'uld barehanded if it meant she got a bath. She shrugged out of her outer robe and hung it on a hook, tucked her pack under her side of the sleeping platform she shared with Daniel, and headed into the bath. Sam could tell just by the smell that no one else was home: three Tau'ri and a Jaffa, none of them fully adjusted to this climate, really stank up the place.

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Their rooms-Daniel called it a flat, of course-were spare and uncluttered, the high windows darkened against the hot sunlight. Daniel and the Colonel were legendary for finding trouble, after all. If it had taken her that long, without any noticeable problems, she shouldn't be surprised the others were later. Sam herself had taken four days to return from the job, hitting six worlds in quick succession, going to ground in a snow cave for two days, and then swinging past the cache to swap out her gear before returning to Midian. They might have found some information, or had further to go.

Her dry and cracking lips moved a little as she counted: the corner window on the seventh floor was closed. Sidestepping around a puddle of mmala dung, she pushed her sunglasses back up her nose and looked up at the silver-brick building on the next corner. And she couldn't do that until she got home. Sam didn't have that option she'd come through the gate mid-morning and wanted nothing more than to wash and collapse into bed. Kilroy, as the Colonel had named the planet's primary (it had no name on Sam's charts, being tucked on the far side of a nebula out of sight of Earth), was hotter and whiter than Sol as a result most residents and travelers stayed off the streets for a long siesta each day. At mid-day, it was blindingly bright in Midian, even at street level in the canyons of the city.

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