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The moment Carson had gotten the idea, he'd known it was a good one. He hadn't been fishing in quite a while, and with the change in the weather, it seemed like a good time to try ice fishing.
He'd convinced both Colonel Sheppard and Teyla to come along, surprisingly, which made it better than he'd anticipated, considering that Carson hadn't seen a lot of either of them lately. With Rodney, Radek and Lieutenant Ford disappearing in such a short period of time, spending more time with some of the people he most considered family was important.
Sitting on the steps of his hut, bundled in a large coat, Carson gathered up his things-- poles, tacklebox, and tools to cut through the ice. To say that he'd been looking forward to this was an understatement.
He'd convinced both Colonel Sheppard and Teyla to come along, surprisingly, which made it better than he'd anticipated, considering that Carson hadn't seen a lot of either of them lately. With Rodney, Radek and Lieutenant Ford disappearing in such a short period of time, spending more time with some of the people he most considered family was important.
Sitting on the steps of his hut, bundled in a large coat, Carson gathered up his things-- poles, tacklebox, and tools to cut through the ice. To say that he'd been looking forward to this was an understatement.