It turned out to be a lot easier to find the Colonel's quarters than Ed had expected. He stood outside the door for several moments, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Right. He hadn't really thought about what he'd do once he actually got here. He'd never bothered with any sort of plan. Well, any plan other than finally, finally getting to the end of the strange dance he and Colonel had been doing around each other for the past year. So he was here to do… something… about it. Assuming the Colonel was even home. And assuming the man didn't laugh himself to death when he opened the door and found Ed standing there like a love-sick teenager. Okay, so maybe a plan was worth thinking up after all. It would be nice to save even the tiniest shred of his dignity.
Backing away silently, Ed slunk the way he had come, casting nervous glances over his shoulder to make sure no one had seen him. Tomorrow. Tomorrow he'd be better prepared.