When Carson Beckett began studying medicine over 20years ago his mother had high hopes that he would return to his native town of Paisley and become a country doctor seeing to the needs of the local community.
Fate however had other plans and after gaining several degrees, working at the SGC and latterly going to Atlantis, well it was looking as if his dear old mum finally got her wish.
After his untimely demise and subsequent cloning he was now working on MP9XO helping the survivors of the Hoffman drug set up a clinic in their new home and generally seeing to the medical needs of the population until he was confident that they could cope on their own.
It was rewarding if undemanding work however he missed his friends in Atlantis but Jennifer was doing a good job there and well, he was the first to admit what he didn't miss were the constant life and death situations that seemed to be part of the CMOs job.
Earlier that evening he had delivered the latest resident, a boy, to Shania and Regis Gervan. Despite his protests, they had insisted on calling the newborn Carson and had sent him home with a large basket full of provisions including a bottle of the local brew. It might not have been the single malt he was so fond of but he was looking forward to getting back to his digs and sitting down in front of the log fire and having a couple of drams.
As he approached the door to his cabin he noticed that something didn't look quite right. His time in Atlantis and being Michaels prisoner had made him alert to the dangers that existed in the Pegasus galaxy. Sheppard would have been proud of the way he checked the perimeter for potential threats before reaching for the 9mm he kept hidden in the gutter.
Finally, he slowly opened the door. There were no visible hostile s there but his uneasiness persisted. His nerves on edge, he nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a noise coming from the bedroom. Carson could feel his heart hammering loudly against his chest and wondered if the intruder could hear it too but he couldn't turn back now and pushing the door open quickly he prepared himself for the fight.
In the dim light Carson could barely see the man that lay tossing restless on his bed. This was just too odd. As he approached a familiar face looked up "Hi Carson, long time no see".