Notes: Thanks go out to Miah, doctorlit, and Caddy-shack for betaing this.

Thomas was re-watching episodes of Stargate SG-1 when Orken returned to the response center. Thomas looked up at his partner with concern, before asking “Are you okay, dude?”

Orken nodded. “Physically, I’m better than okay.” He paused, looking over at his chair where O’Neil was typing a message. Not wanting to get into another fight with the mini, he turned back to Thomas.

“I have also requested DoSAT begin constructing a containment tank for Nut. I have been informed it should not take very long to modify an aquarium with the necessary electric current generation capabilities.”

Thomas looked up sharply. “You’re kicking Nut out?”

“Of course I am! She doesn’t belong in my head. Some other agent may be willing to put up with sharing their body, but I did not ask for this. I like my privacy. Nut has agreed, and I want to, so that’s all that really matters.”

“Uh, dude, what you’re saying is you’re going to force Nut to be helpless and nearly blind and deaf because you like your privacy? Isn’t that… a little hypocritical?”

Orken looked confused. “What do you mean?”

“Dude, you used to be a Yeerk. I heard you talking about how not-evil you guys were with Hannibal on our training mission. Heck, I sparked that particular discussion. I think you mentioned something about it being wrong to deny rights like sight to a whole species.”

Orken rolled his eyes. “Agent Thomas, don’t be so dramatic. This is one Goa’uld, and these arrangements will only be temporary. Besides, she has assured me she won’t be completely without senses.”

“Just small, nearly helpless and with greatly limited senses?”

Orken glowered. “Agent Thomas, I do not think you know what I am going through right now.”

Thomas shrugged. “All I’m saying is that you don’t seem very understanding for someone who used to be a parasitic alien.”

“Agent Thomas…” Whatever Orken was going to say was interrupted by the person who burst through the door.

“Orky, baby! I heard you were in medical! Are you okay?” Luxury might have had a worried look on her face, but Thomas could swear the look in her eyes was pure, unbridled lust.

“Uh… Agent Luxury… I…” Orken was stammering. While the last time he had encountered her, he had managed to maintain his composure, this time he was too distracted and stressed out by Nut to articulate much of anything.

“I heard from the doctor I bri- asked that you had some sort of alien invade your brain!”

“Yes, I… in fact…” Luxury had given him an idea. Suddenly, Orken’s eyes flashed, and his voice deepened. He looked confused. “What do you mean, get rid of her?”

“Orky? Baby?” Luxury sashayed closer to him. “Are you okay?”

“I’m not Orken. I’m Nut. Orken wishes me to tell you to ‘go away.’”

“Whyyyyyy? I like you, Orky baby. We haven’t spent any time together in soooo… loooong…” Luxury had reached Orken, and seemed to be working on getting him pressed up against the wall.

Thomas was doing his best not to laugh. O’Neil glanced up from his letter for a second, gave a snort of amusement, and returned to writing.

Nut looked confused. “You do not seem fazed by my presence in your… friend.”

Luxury grinned. “Maybe the doctor told me all about you, and maybe that just encouraged me to come visit… I’ve never had a threesome with only two bodies before. That’d be a new one for me.”

Nut gulped. “Look… Luxury… Orken has a strong physical attraction towards you but… I wasn’t supposed to say that? Stop thinking about it so much then!” Nut grimaced. “Anyway… he doesn’t want to have sex with you again, because as much as he was pleased you discovered his strong love for tomato sauce, he is actually more interested in a serious relationship, and he wants someone interested in him for more than just his body.”

Luxury was hurt. “Hey! I’m interested in the fact there are two of you in there right now! That has to count as me being interested in your mind.”

Nut shook Orken’s head. “I don’t think so. I am sorry.”

Luxury looked disappointed. “Awww… well, even if he’s not interested, are you interested? I mean, you are sharing a body right now…”

Nut looked alarmed. “Ah… I can’t say I’ve thought about it too much. I mean, I’m used to having a female body…”

The Bad Slasher grinned. “Oooo, this just gets better and better.”

“But… I am a guest in this body. I do not wish to upset my host.”

“Pfff, Orky’s a stick in the mud.”

“Yes, but it’s his stick!”

Thomas couldn’t help it anymore. He burst out laughing.

Luxury and Nut both shot him odd looks.

“Dudes…” Thomas was still laughing. “Dudes… I think Orky wants Lux out of here, and Nut is too polite to say she does too. And Lux, as awesome as it is having you here, I think it’s best for the mental stability of my partner that you scram.”

“But…”

“No buts, dude.” Thomas pointed at the door.

“You guys aren’t any fun!” Luxury stormed out of the RC.

Orken’s voice returned to normal when he said. “Thank you, Agent Thomas.”

Thomas shrugged. “No problem, Orky. As much as I love seeing you get all embarrassed… well, I think you need a real girlfriend.”

Orken’s face turned red. “You don’t have a girlfriend, Agent Thomas.”

Thomas shrugged. “So? I don’t want one. I think you do.”

“Perhaps, but that is not your concern. I will be fine, Agent Thomas.”

“If you say so, dude.”

It was silent for a time, and Thomas began watching his portable DVD player again. O’Neil continued typing his letter, and Orken just stood against the wall, were Luxury had put him. Inside his head, there was a conversation brewing, but to an outside observer, it would have looked like he was still in shock from his encounter with Luxury. Finally, after several minutes, he spoke.

“I have decided… We have decided that Nut may stay in my body, as a guest, until a more suitable host is available.”

Thomas glanced up. “Good decision, dude.”

Nut smiled with Orken’s mouth. “I think so, too.”