Standing next to the exam table in the infirmary, John rubbed his hand up and down Alex's back gently as Carson examined her wounded knee and started to clean it. "How does it look?" he asked the other man.
"Oh, it's just a wee bit scraped," he said. "This is going to sting a bit, lass, so I need you to be brave."
"Okay," she said as she screwed her eyes closed, drawing in a sharp breath when Carson applied the antiseptic.
He was just applying the bandage when the intercom came to life, and the next thing they all knew, Rodney was spilling the beans about his relationship with Carson and Caitlin. John looked over at the doctor, who was sitting there with his eyes wide.
"Bloody hell," he murmured in obvious disbelief, shaking his head as he looked down. It looked like he didn't know whether to laugh or be upset.
"Well, that was...unexpected," John said, not knowing what else to say. He say the on-duty nurse staring in their direction from across the infirmary.
Carson finished the bandage and looked over at his wife, standing up and wrapping his arm around her. "He's embarrassed," he whispered to her. "We should probably go find him before he does something damned stupid."
"Thanks, Carson, Caitlin," John called after them.
"Uncle Rodney was naughty?" Alex asked.
"A little bit," he told her as he picked her up off the table.
"I was naughty too."
"Let's go home, and you can tell us what happened, and we can discuss you being naughty."
"Okay," she said, resting her head against his shoulder as the three of them headed out.