It seems my replacement isn't working out. They've asked me to go back.
I don't know what to do; I'm not any closer to my family here, not really, and it's not as if the practice is keeping me busy.
And God knows I'm tired of coming home to an empty apartment every bloody night. At least if I go there's always someone around to talk to.
Lorne? Colonel Sheppard? Rodney? I'd appreciate some advice, if you can. Should I be talking to this Keller lassie, see if I can make her feel more comfortable there, or just let them send her back and take over where I left off?
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