The Unforgotten war – A MASH fanfiction.
She climbed out of the taxi, lifted her suitcase, paid the driver and straightened the skirt. Almost as soon as he set the money on the dash, the driver was gone and Margaret was alone, on the sidewalk of Crab-apple Cove.
She'd always thought Hawk was exaggerating when he described how beautiful it was, how peaceful it felt. He was right. She looked to her right and saw a young girl learning to ride her bike, she looked to her left and saw a teenage boy fixing a car with his father. It truly was spectacular.
She almost didn't want to take her eyes away from this beautiful street, but knew she had to face him at some point. How would she feel when she saw him again after all this time? After all it had been almost three years since Korea. She'd done exactly what she said, she'd left the army and was working in a hospital, but something was still missing. Someone was still missing. She had never forgotten about Hawkeye, he'd always been the guy who kept her sane and was there when she needed him.
Slowly, she turned around, and stared at the beautiful, white wash building in front of her. She checked the house number twice and then went to the front door.
She lifted her hand to knock and froze.
'Daniel, I'm just going to the shops, do you need anything?'
'No thank you, dear.'
'What about you Hawk?'
'Nope, I'm fine.'
Margaret's heart stopped when she heard his voice again, and in combination with the hyperventilating, which had started when she heard a young woman's voice, began to make her feel very dizzy.
Just as she regained her balance, the front door opened and she was met by a beautiful, twenty-something year old girl. She had long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. Margaret opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it again. She repeated this goldfish impression until the young woman finally called up the stairs;
'Hawk?'
'Yea, Emily?'
'There's a woman here to see you, she's wearing an army uniform.'
'She'd better not be here to draft me again.'
'Hawkeye, just get your butt downstairs, I can't leave her standing on the porch all day!'
'Then invite her in! I'll be down in a sec.'
Margaret stepped inside and set down her bag. For the first time, she thought about how she looked so different now, she'd gone back to her naturally brown hair colour and was wearing a lot more make up now than she had in Korea. She began to wonder if Pierce would even recognise her.
Hawkeye stopped in the middle of the stairs and stared at her. He hadn't seen her in so long, and she looked so gorgeous. He cleared the last seven steps in two bounds and embraced Margaret in a tight hug as soon as he could reach her.
She loosened her grip, and so did he. He stared into her eyes, she was crying. He didn't know what to say, so he pulled her tightly against him again.
'I've missed you.' She sobbed.
'I've missed you too.'