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Carson felt awful. Really, bloody awful.
He had spent most of the day in his room, running over the events of the past weekend and feeling generally devastated over what he had had said and done. He had said absolutely horrible things to Colonel Sheppard- a man who he respected more than almost anyone, and Catherine...he would never forgive himself for what he had said and done to her.
He just hoped that perhaps she would.
After seeing her bulletin board post, Carson assumed that she would be busy most of the day, so he waited until later to go find her. His left hand was bandaged-- which was remarkably hard to do yourself, regardless of medical training-- because he'd bruised it and broken a finger when he had punched a bloody cement wall.
Clutched in his right hand were flowers. He wasn't sure what Catherine's favorite color was, and felt absolutely terrible for not knowing. But it was all he could think of to bring her on such short notice. After all, he hadn't really expected to act like he was out of his mind all weekend.
He knocked softly on the door to Catherine's office, dreading the look on her face when she realized that it was him.
He had spent most of the day in his room, running over the events of the past weekend and feeling generally devastated over what he had had said and done. He had said absolutely horrible things to Colonel Sheppard- a man who he respected more than almost anyone, and Catherine...he would never forgive himself for what he had said and done to her.
He just hoped that perhaps she would.
After seeing her bulletin board post, Carson assumed that she would be busy most of the day, so he waited until later to go find her. His left hand was bandaged-- which was remarkably hard to do yourself, regardless of medical training-- because he'd bruised it and broken a finger when he had punched a bloody cement wall.
Clutched in his right hand were flowers. He wasn't sure what Catherine's favorite color was, and felt absolutely terrible for not knowing. But it was all he could think of to bring her on such short notice. After all, he hadn't really expected to act like he was out of his mind all weekend.
He knocked softly on the door to Catherine's office, dreading the look on her face when she realized that it was him.