Torment
By: Trivette Lover Heather
AN: Well folks, here's a story line I've been hoping to get out for a while. Don't know how long it will take to wrap up, I usually just start and see what happens as I type away as you can tell with my other stories. Sure hope you enjoy it…please do let me know what you think…I'd be very grateful!
Also takes place Post Radar/Frank--- Even though the first 3 seasons were my fave, I haven't been able to conjure up much, but I will do my best, as the late seasons are fine work as well.
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"Hawkeye wake up!" BJ spoke. But it sounded like thunder to Hawkeye.
"I'm up! I'm up…keep it down."
"What do you mean keep it down? We got wounded come on!"
He jumped up from his cot.
He was actually happy to hear of the wounded, anything to get him out of his fearful slumber.
**
"That was rough; man I'm ready to turn in." BJ said between a yawn and trying to rub out the kink in his neck.
Hawkeye replied with a nod.
BJ put out his arm as if to escort his friend to the SWAMP.
"What we going to the Prom?" Hawkeye quipped. Walking a bit faster than his friend into their tent.
BJ shrugged. 'He must be really tired to turn me down' he thought.
Hawkeye threw himself onto his cot, lifting his head to meet eye to eye with his ever loving companion, the Still.
Before he could reach his hand over…his bunk mate grabbed it.
"You've had enough already. You drank enough this past week, I thought I was gonna have to pump your stomach." He threw his hand down.
"Um, I can't get to sleep without it." Hawkeye replied making another grab for it.
"That would pose a problem then wouldn't it…listen you either lay off the booze or I'm gonna have to let Potter in on your little insomnia issue."
"I don't have insomnia; just having a little trouble sleeping is all."
"Hawk, if you can't get to sleep unless you pass out…you got a problem. It's my considered opinion that…"
"I don't need your considered opinion Beej…I need a drink."
BJ gave up. "Fine do it your way…but one of these day the other side won't be as gracious as to when they decide to attack…"
With that BJ fell onto his cot turning his back to his friend and closing his eyes.
After a couple hours he was awoken by the tossing of his roommate.
He rubbed his eyes to see his friend sweating profusely. He got up and started to nudge him awake.
"Hawk? It's BJ. Wake up." He said softly.
Before BJ could react Hawkeye swung his fist hitting him square in the face. BJ fell back knocking the still over, awaking Charles.
"What the hell?!" Charles would have yelled had he been even half awake.
BJ held his hand over his face, shocked at what had just happened.
"Stay away from me…I'm a doctor…this is a hospital!" After hollering those words at both Charles and BJ he snapped back into reality. He jumped down off his cot and put his hand out to help his friend up.
"What is the meaning of this Pierce?" Charles asked almost looking concerned.
BJ took his hand still fearful of his friend.
"I'm sorry Beej, I was having…"
"A bad nightmare…yea I know" BJ finished his sentence.
"Pierce, you really must do something about these nightmares… we need our sleep too ya know."
"Don't get too compassionate Charles…you might hurt yourself." BJ scoffed.
"Thanks Charles, why don't I just check into the local psychiatric ward down the street? Go back to sleep Doctor, we can take it from here." He waved for Charles to lie back down.
He did just that. Not in the mood to argue.
"Beej, man, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing."
"Boy I sure hope so… it's okay Hawk, but Charles is kind of right, ya gotta do something about these dreams…I'm worried about ya…"
Hawkeye nodded. "Tell ya what; I'll have Radar give Sidney a ring…first thing in the morning."
BJ smiled. "It is first thing in the morning…" He pointed out to the rising sun. "I'm sure Radars up, now let's get me some ice and make a phone call shall we?" BJ again put out his arms as if escorting his friend. "You can't turn a guy down ya just slugged in the face."
"You're nuts ya know that?" Hawkeye said turning from serious to light hearted taking his arm.
"I learn from the best." BJ replies. The two toss back their hair and head towards Potters office.
"They've both gone mad." Charles mumbles before closing his eyes.
**
"Good to see ya Sidney." Hawkeye said holding his hand out.
"Same Hawk."
"Remember why you're here Sid?" He asked.
"Of course, an evaluation of the camp right?" He smiled.
"Yup, now why don't we start in the SWAMP…?"
"After you." Sidney smiled following his new patient into his tent.
**SWAMP
"So let's cut to the chase Hawkeye…how long you been having these dreams?"
Hawkeye made a move for the still but stopped himself. "Well about 2 weeks straight now, but I've had them periodically for months now."
"Hawk?" Sid replied surprised.
"I thought they would go away, I only got really worried these past couple weeks…I mean I was scared to sleep…I had to drink to pass out just to keep from falling over during the day." He explained letting his hands fall on his knees.
"What is in the dreams?"
Hawkeye grimaced. He knew that was coming. "Well ya see…"
!!!ATTENTION ALL PERSONEL…INCOMING WOUNDED…AMBULANCES AND CHOPPERS…LOOKS LIKE A LONG ONE FOLKS!!!
He sighed. "Duty calls." Hawkeye jumped up. "Looks like a lot Sid…will ya scrub up?"
"Of course." Sidney complied.
By: Trivette Lover Heather
AN: Well folks, here's a story line I've been hoping to get out for a while. Don't know how long it will take to wrap up, I usually just start and see what happens as I type away as you can tell with my other stories. Sure hope you enjoy it…please do let me know what you think…I'd be very grateful!
Also takes place Post Radar/Frank--- Even though the first 3 seasons were my fave, I haven't been able to conjure up much, but I will do my best, as the late seasons are fine work as well.
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"Hawkeye wake up!" BJ spoke. But it sounded like thunder to Hawkeye.
"I'm up! I'm up…keep it down."
"What do you mean keep it down? We got wounded come on!"
He jumped up from his cot.
He was actually happy to hear of the wounded, anything to get him out of his fearful slumber.
**
"That was rough; man I'm ready to turn in." BJ said between a yawn and trying to rub out the kink in his neck.
Hawkeye replied with a nod.
BJ put out his arm as if to escort his friend to the SWAMP.
"What we going to the Prom?" Hawkeye quipped. Walking a bit faster than his friend into their tent.
BJ shrugged. 'He must be really tired to turn me down' he thought.
Hawkeye threw himself onto his cot, lifting his head to meet eye to eye with his ever loving companion, the Still.
Before he could reach his hand over…his bunk mate grabbed it.
"You've had enough already. You drank enough this past week, I thought I was gonna have to pump your stomach." He threw his hand down.
"Um, I can't get to sleep without it." Hawkeye replied making another grab for it.
"That would pose a problem then wouldn't it…listen you either lay off the booze or I'm gonna have to let Potter in on your little insomnia issue."
"I don't have insomnia; just having a little trouble sleeping is all."
"Hawk, if you can't get to sleep unless you pass out…you got a problem. It's my considered opinion that…"
"I don't need your considered opinion Beej…I need a drink."
BJ gave up. "Fine do it your way…but one of these day the other side won't be as gracious as to when they decide to attack…"
With that BJ fell onto his cot turning his back to his friend and closing his eyes.
After a couple hours he was awoken by the tossing of his roommate.
He rubbed his eyes to see his friend sweating profusely. He got up and started to nudge him awake.
"Hawk? It's BJ. Wake up." He said softly.
Before BJ could react Hawkeye swung his fist hitting him square in the face. BJ fell back knocking the still over, awaking Charles.
"What the hell?!" Charles would have yelled had he been even half awake.
BJ held his hand over his face, shocked at what had just happened.
"Stay away from me…I'm a doctor…this is a hospital!" After hollering those words at both Charles and BJ he snapped back into reality. He jumped down off his cot and put his hand out to help his friend up.
"What is the meaning of this Pierce?" Charles asked almost looking concerned.
BJ took his hand still fearful of his friend.
"I'm sorry Beej, I was having…"
"A bad nightmare…yea I know" BJ finished his sentence.
"Pierce, you really must do something about these nightmares… we need our sleep too ya know."
"Don't get too compassionate Charles…you might hurt yourself." BJ scoffed.
"Thanks Charles, why don't I just check into the local psychiatric ward down the street? Go back to sleep Doctor, we can take it from here." He waved for Charles to lie back down.
He did just that. Not in the mood to argue.
"Beej, man, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing."
"Boy I sure hope so… it's okay Hawk, but Charles is kind of right, ya gotta do something about these dreams…I'm worried about ya…"
Hawkeye nodded. "Tell ya what; I'll have Radar give Sidney a ring…first thing in the morning."
BJ smiled. "It is first thing in the morning…" He pointed out to the rising sun. "I'm sure Radars up, now let's get me some ice and make a phone call shall we?" BJ again put out his arms as if escorting his friend. "You can't turn a guy down ya just slugged in the face."
"You're nuts ya know that?" Hawkeye said turning from serious to light hearted taking his arm.
"I learn from the best." BJ replies. The two toss back their hair and head towards Potters office.
"They've both gone mad." Charles mumbles before closing his eyes.
**
"Good to see ya Sidney." Hawkeye said holding his hand out.
"Same Hawk."
"Remember why you're here Sid?" He asked.
"Of course, an evaluation of the camp right?" He smiled.
"Yup, now why don't we start in the SWAMP…?"
"After you." Sidney smiled following his new patient into his tent.
**SWAMP
"So let's cut to the chase Hawkeye…how long you been having these dreams?"
Hawkeye made a move for the still but stopped himself. "Well about 2 weeks straight now, but I've had them periodically for months now."
"Hawk?" Sid replied surprised.
"I thought they would go away, I only got really worried these past couple weeks…I mean I was scared to sleep…I had to drink to pass out just to keep from falling over during the day." He explained letting his hands fall on his knees.
"What is in the dreams?"
Hawkeye grimaced. He knew that was coming. "Well ya see…"
!!!ATTENTION ALL PERSONEL…INCOMING WOUNDED…AMBULANCES AND CHOPPERS…LOOKS LIKE A LONG ONE FOLKS!!!
He sighed. "Duty calls." Hawkeye jumped up. "Looks like a lot Sid…will ya scrub up?"
"Of course." Sidney complied.