Carson felt bad when Fred pulled away. He hadn't meant to tease her, truly. He had just been caught up in the moment, something that he was finding very easy to do when it came to his beautiful girlfriend. She was right, however - they were about to go on a mission, and it was probably not a good idea to be distracted with other thoughts while they were helping out.
"I'm sorry, love," he told her before she opened the door. "I promise to be good."
Taking a deep breath, he straightened his uniform jacket and followed her to the shelf where the kits sat. "Bandages and gauze. Aye. Got it."
He moved over to one of the other shelves and started pulling down what they'd need while Fred got the medicine. He had just finished and was grabbing a few pieces of portable equipment when Fred started talking about how she had thought he was an old man before she had met him.
"An old man? I know I'm pushing forty, but really," he said with a laugh before shaking his head and blushing a little. "You really thought I was handsome? I remember looking at you and thinking you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And then finding out how smart you were too..."
He coughed. "That probably makes me sound a bit like a prat," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "But really...when I met you...I knew I'd never met any other woman quite as wonderful."
Once they had everything in their kits, Carson nodded, knowing that if they stayed in there much longer, he'd want to start kissing her again. "Let's go," he said as they headed down together. "Standard off-world kit for this?"