Day 52, Infirmary Attn: Carson

[mer_rod_mckay]

Rodney left John's office and headed down to the infirmary. It had been a long day and he was now sore and tired and cut on his lip and just wanted Carson, damnit. Despite the fact that he wasn't supposed to be home yet...or rather he was but the rest of the team wasn't, or something like that, whatever. Because they weren't all back yet they

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[c_beckett_md]

Carson was typing up his notes on Dr. Martins' treatment when he felt eyes on him. Hoping it wasn't Martins, or that bloody shapeshifting sheep of Corrigan's, he looked over.

"Rodney!" he said, smiling, not having realized Rodney was back from his mission. The smile turned into a frown when he saw the cut on Rodney's lip. "What happened?" He stood and came forward. "What did the natives do to you?"

[mer_rod_mckay]

"Natives sent me home. Had to talk to Elizabeth, they have nukes. Sheppard tried to teach me some sort of choke hold. Got thrown to the ground, slipped and hit my face, you know." He walked over close to Carson. "Make sure I'm not gonna die from some hideous infection, then can we go home? I'm sore, it's been a long day."

[c_beckett_md]

Carson frowned more. "The major threw you to the ground?" He was going to have to talk to the man about his training methods. Flinging around people who'd signed up for the abuse was one thing, flinging around civilians was another.

[mer_rod_mckay]

Rodney tried to smile, but his throbbing jaw made it difficult. "Yeah, well, he says I need the training. I slipped, it all went wrong." He winced and touched his jaw lightly. "Damn," he muttered, "he packs a hell of a punch."

[c_beckett_md]

Carson started to guide Rodney into the main infirmary but stopped. "He hit you? I thought you fell on your face?"