My mind went "O_o" when I looked over a story I wrote when I was ten. 3 years later, I have learned the art of writing. Disclaimer ahead!

I do not own M*A*S*H. I do however, own my OCs. Any out of characterness is my fault. The 624th M*A*S*H unit is mine as well, regardless of how many(few?) sentences I use it in. Now, follow the ferret down the rabbit hole…

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"Get away from me!"

"Ne parlez pas à votre père comme cela ! Do not speak to your father like that! "

"Oh, ne me parlez pas do not speak to me, yourself! I don't have to listen to you."

"You are a disgrace to your family!"

"Henri, please. You are scaring her"

"Be quiet, woman!"

"Henri… Henri put that down. Put that down now!"

"I am going to get rid of you once and for all"

"Henri! Henri! Stop it! Stop it!"

Wails filled the air. A young grabbed two dog tags and ran out of the tent. She heard an explosion behind her. Debris scattered in different directions. She heard cries of pain behind her. The girl turned around to look at the wreckage.

She screamed as shrapnel hit her. It dug its way into her face.

Smoke clouded her vision. Bombs rang out around her.

The girl ran as best as she could before stopping a good distance away from the 624th.

"Ugh…" The girl grunted in pain. She thought she could hear voices in the distance.

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Trapper John McIntyre and Hawkeye Pierce were on their way to Tokyo for some much needed R & R.

"So, my dear Trapper," Hawkeye began. "What are you going to do first? Eat a decent meal or sleep in a decent bed?"

"Do ya think I could do both at once? Breakfast in bed sounds so good right now," Trapper looked up at the sky dreamily. "My mouth's watering just thinking about it."

"I bet I'll get some nice-"

BOOM!

An explosion resounded through the air.

Hawkeye was about to speed out of the area, when Trapper noticed something leaning on a rock.

"Hawkeye! I think there's someone there"

The girl turned her head to the sound of the voice. A man with curly blond hair ran towards her. She shrunk back in fear.

"Shh. It's alright. I'm a doctor. I'm here to help you," Trapper told the scared girl. He picked her up in his arms.

"I've got her," Trapper said to Hawkeye. He did a quick look around. "Looks like the only one."

Another bomb exploded near them.

"Come on!" Hawkeye replied, not being able to hear exactly what Trapper said.

Trapper nodded at Hawkeye. He stared down at the young girl in his arms as she fought to stay awake. "It's going to be alright. You're going to be alright," Trapper whispered to her.

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Please R & R. I'll try to update this at least once a week. I'm not going to abandon this like I did my other story. ^^