Benjamin Franklin Pierce was used to patients fighting him and the nurses, but this girl was different. It was taking just about every able body to hold her down and get the anesthesia mask on her. She was so dead set on them not operating on her, saying that she would be fine. Which he knew to not be true. She had a sever stomach wound due to shrapnel hitting her when a land mine had gone off. They finally got it on her though and after awhile it seemed to be working.
"Finally get everything under control over there son?" Col. Potter asked.
"Ya. Ya," Hawkeye said nodding. He sighed as he put a new pair of surgical gloves on and waited for the area to clear. When everyone was out of the way he went to work on removing the shrapnel and fixing the girl up. He was almost finished with the suture when Nurse Kelly spoke up.
"Doctor she doesn't have a pulse."
"What?"
"I don't know what happened. She was fine one second, now she doesn't have a pulse."
"Damn. Alright I will start chest compressions," he said putting his instruments aside. He then placed his hands in the middle of her chest to started CPR. "Come on don't die on me damn it!" he said as Kelly bagged her. They did that a couple more times before Kelly checked her pulse again.
"Still nothing doctor. What do you want to do?" she asked. He thought about it for a moment.
"Pierce?" Col. Potter said from across the room.
Hawkeye just sighed. "Damn." He looked at her face. "Call it," he said. Just then the girl gasped and shot up on the table. When she looked at him he swore her eyes were a bright crystal blue, which was odd seeing as before when he was helping holding her down he could have sworn they had been brown. Be it a light golden brown, but still brown. He watched as she looked around, before moving seemed to cause pain in her stomach. He then remembered he hadn't finished her sutures.
"You need to lay back down. I need to close your wound," he told her. She looked down then and he swore she growled.
"I told you not to do that! That I would be fine!" she shouted at him.
"Excuse me," he said sarcastically. "But are you a doctor?"
"Ye... no. But..."
"Look lady I just saved your life!"
"Exactly! And in the process you have risked your life and the lives of everyone in this camp!" Hawkeye was about ready to argue with her more when two MP's came in and grabbed her by the arms. She struggled against them for a while, but then seemed to give in.
Mela was rather pissed when she woke up to find the stupid doctor had performed surgery on her even after she told him she didn't need it. She was even more pissed that she had managed to be put to sleep with their stupid human anesthesia. But she had a feeling it was due to loss of blood from the wound which made her weak. After waking up she got into a fight with the doctor that had worked on her. As a former doctor (in her past life) she knew her injury had indeed been bad, but as a vampire she knew it was no big deal. All she needed was a good days sleep and a good feeding or two. The problem was before she would have just left the next night to find someone to feed on outside the camp, like before. But now she was stuck here. She was sure it was still night, but she had to find a place to hide during the day, which wasn't something she could do here. Also she was extremely weak now, and just being in the room with all the blood was getting to her. It was likely she wouldn't be able to travel far now without having a meal or 10, which means everyone in the camp was in danger.
She could have gone on arguing with the doctor all night, but two MP's came over and grabbed her, plus she knew he needed to work on the humans that were bleeding out in the other rooms. But it still didn't help her bad mood. She tried to fight the MPs though as they lead her out of the room, but she soon gave up. Sure she could take them, but at this point that would cause her more damage, which she couldn't stand to take in her condition. So she let them lead her out and into post-op. She laid down on the bed and rested her hands over the wound. She laid there for a few minutes before the doctor came into the room.
"At least let me finish closing you," he stated. She rolled her eyes.
"You just don't give up do you?"
"No I don't. Besides you are just doing more damage to yourself this way."
Mela looked away. As much as she would hate to admit it, he was right. Not that she was going to tell him that. So she lifted up her shirt. She then heard wolf whistles and look at some of the men looking at her. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Oh wow. I must say you do have a nice abdomen. In fact it might be the best one I have seen," the doc said.
"Stuff it or I stuff you," she said through gritted teeth.
"Alright. I get it." He held his hands up in surrender. "By the way. What's your name?" he asked as he started finishing up her stitches.
"What does it matter. I won't be here long enough for you to need to remember it."
"Oh? You plan on going somewhere?"
"Yes. Away from here."
"Is that a nice place? I've always wanted to go there."
Mela gave him a look.
"Look enough with the tough girl act. You aren't going anywhere until I clear you. Got it."
"Just finish up and leave me alone already," he snapped. He shook his head but did what she said. When he left she sighed again. Stupid humans. But it wasn't their fault they were in the dark about the things that went bump in the night. So it wasn't entirely his fault that he was assuming she was in actual pain and needed actual help. Right now she needed to focus on finding a place to sleep during the day. So getting off the bed she made her way out of post-op to look for a building with little to no windows.
Hawkeye was ready for sleep. After having been in surgery for hours he just couldn't keep his eyelids open. He knew his two bunk mates, Charles and BJ, and their commander Col. Potter probably felt the same.
"What time is it?" he yawned.
"Does it matter? I am ready to hit the hay," BJ said yawing in return.
"I agree. I think it is time to hit the sack. See you fellas later," Col. Potter said grabbing his stuff and leaving the surgeons' pre-op room.
"I uh, I think I will be going to bed," said Charles in his normally bland voice before walking out of the room.
"Well Beej we should get going too before the rats run off with our beds."
"Here here," BJ said slowly getting up. They were just about to walk out the door when a nurse came in.
"Captain Pierce, the female patient is missing," the nurse said.
"What do you mean missing?"
"She wasn't in any of the beds in post-op."
"Alright go check the womens showers, maybe she felt the need to wash up. I will check the mess tent."
"Need any help?" BJ asked.
"Ya why don't you check the supply shed before you go back to the swamp." Hawkeye suggested. He nodded before walking out the door. Hawk sighed and smacked the wall. "What the hell is wrong with that girl," he said to himself before leaving for the mess tent.
BJ made his way over to where most of the supplies were kept. Opening the door he made his way into the building. He looked up and down the aisles between the stacks but was coming up short. He was at the end when he looked to his right to see someone was asleep on the cot in the back, with a blanket over their head. Walking over to the cot he wondered, if this was the girl, why she was sleeping in here and not in post-op. Shrugging it off he slowly removed the covers from the girl. Her midnight black hair was braided, probably to keep it from going all over the place.
"Miss?" BJ said reaching out to gently shake her shoulder to wake her up. But her eyes snapped open then and she looked at him. Her blue eyes stared at him, in a flash she grabbed him by the wrist and twisted his arm back. Shouting out in pain he tried to assure her he meant no harm, but her hand shot out and hit him in the throat. cutting off his voice and air. He saw her lift her arm back, ready to punch him when he heard shouting. Soon Hawkeye was by his side.
Hawkeye had searched the mess tent, the VIP tent and a few others but he couldn't find the girl. On his way back to post-op to see if she had returned he noticed the door to the supply building was slightly open. Figuring maybe BJ was still in there he made his way over. Opening the door he was about to call out to Beej when he heard a shout coming from the back. He got to the back just in time to see his patient about to punch BJ.
"Hey! What the hell is going on here!" he said running over to them. The girl looked at him and growled. He reached out and grabbed their arms, trying to get her to let BJ go, but just as he was pulling she bit into his arm. He shouted out in pain, but she soon let his arm go. Groaning he placed his hand on his arm, trying to stop the bleeding. He heard BJ coughing and taking slow breaths next to him, while holding his arm close to his body.
"You ok?" he asked him.
"Ya," he replied after a few minutes. They both seemed to look up then and noticed the girl was gone.
"Come on," Hawk said as they helped each other out of the building.
"You really should have that arm looked at," BJ said.
"You too," he pointed out.
"Oh my god. Are you two alright? Do you need anything?" Klinger asked coming up to them.
"Ya get Potter and have him meet us in the exam room," Hawk told him.
"Right," he responded turning in the other direction. They made their way to the exam room. Hawkeye was glad when they got there as he was starting to feeling light headed. So he sat down on one of the stools as they waited. It wasn't long before Col. Potter was coming in.
"What happened to you two?" he asked coming over to them. He looked at BJ first, before moving over to Hawkeye.
"You remember girl I worked on, the one that kept fighting me. Before and after surgery. Well she had gone missing from post-op so we went looking for her. I couldn't find her, but apparently BJ did," he said.
"Yeah. Hawk asked me to check out the supply building on my way to the swamp, so I did. I found her sleeping on the cot in the back. As I went to wake her up she twisted my arm and hit me in the throat. That was when Hawk showed," he said rubbing his throat with his good hand.
"Well BJ it looks like you have a sprained wrist. But Pierce you are going to need stitches. This bite is pretty bad," Potter said. "Damn! It looks like I am going to need two replacement surgeons," he helped BJ wrap his arm up before getting the things that was needed to stitch up Hawkeye. Who was none too pleased with it. As BJ left to finally get to sleep he just stayed on the stool he had been on and waited for Col. Potter. He couldn't believe the luck with this girl. She seemed like an omen and he almost wished he hadn't been the one to work on her. After Potter stitched him up Hawkeye made his way to the swamp to sleep. He welcomed the sight of his bed before crashing on it for a little nap.