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ALIENABLE RITES

There were sausages on bread, strangely shaped vegetables charred and glistening with oil. Cold salads, and something hot, yellow and spicy. Large birds slow roasted over sweet-smelling wood fires.

There was beer. Served at the ideal temperature, in mugs that perfectly maintained that perfection. Amber-hued, frothy, full-bodied. “Damn, that’s good!” Jack declared.

There were pies. Two fruit and one nut, still warm, paired with rich cheeses.

“Best treaty we ever signed,” Jack said happily.

Later, SG-1 and Earth’s newest allies stretched out on blankets, and Daniel’s little finger hooked over Jack’s as fireworks erupted in the night sky over PY7-476.