It had been chilly when Jennifer went to the other clinic for her Wednesday shift, and by the time she left it had begun to snow. God, not again, she thought, and stopped by the compound to look for an extra sweater or two for herself and some extra blankets for herself and Socks. After a second thought, she found a sweater she thought would be
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He'd tucked Socks into his shirt, wrapped up warmly for the sake of the cat and set out in search of Jennifer. He'd gotten to the clinic in time to miss her and though the snowfall had mostly covered any tracks, the path to the compound led to New Atlantis and it was the logical path she would have taken.
The weather only worsened rapidly, as the snow began to pile in drift and Ronon started to run. As best as he could in the snow. But then he noticed tracks - tracks that were the right size and matched standard Atlantis foot ware. Socks stuck her head out of his shirt and Ronon pushed her firmly back in - she was small enough to freeze. "Stay put," he said gruffly before setting off following the tracks.
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"It's only going to get worse out there," he said certainly, finally tugging Socks out of his shirt when they were safe within the confines of the hut. The kitten mewed loudly then yawned, eyeing the door then looked sulky when Ronon pulled the door firmly shut.
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