A/N: So, this is my first MASH fan-fic. I've been thinking about this for a long time. I'm sorry to report that I'll only be able to update every other week. This is because I'm a very busy person with a whole bunch of fan-fics to attend to. So I do hope you won't mind the long wait.

Disclaimer: I don't own the setting, or most of the characters. I only own Emma, a.k.a Shadow.

Hawkeye sat in his tent drinking a martini and laughing with Trapper as usual. They heard distant gunfire, but it was too far away for them to care. It was probably a bored sniper anyway. Hawkeye drained what was in his glass and filled another. Trapper did the same. Hawkeye just happened to glance out the window, and jumped up.

A little girl of about ten was walking to the middle of the camp, and looked like she was about to collapse. She got to the large pavilion in the center of the MASH camp and finally fell face first in the dirt. Hawkeye and Trapper raced to her. Hawkeye got there first. He turned the girl on her back and supported the back of her neck.

"Someone go get me a glass of water! Now!" Hawkeye shouted to the crowd gathered around him and the girl. "Hey, can you hear me! Come on!" Hawkeye shouted trying to get the girl to respond. The girl's eyes fluttered a little and Hawkeye knew she was still with them. Radar came up with the glass of water followed closely by Henry Blake.

"What happened?" Henry asked, looking at the girl lying on the ground.

"She just wandered into the camp. She might be dehydrated." Hawkeye responded, pouring some of the water down the girl's throat. Hawkeye wondered what an American girl of ten was doing in Korea. The girl gulped down the water and opened her eyes. "Hey." Was all Hawkeye could think to say that moment. Henry quickly lifted her off the ground and carried her to the medical ward. The girl had passed out half way there.

Hawkeye, Trapper, Radar, Frank, and Margret were all in Henry's office discussing the new arrival to the MASH camp. They all wondered how she got to Korea. They could tell she was a full-blooded American.

"Who cares how she got here!" Frank said. "How are we gonna get rid of her?" At this last remark Hawkeye and Trapper both gave Frank a glare. "What?" Frank exclaimed when he saw the looks on Hawkeye and Trapper's faces.

"We're not going to get rid of her that quick, Frank. She's sick! And we have to find out how she got here, no matter what you say." Hawkeye said.

"He's right." Henry said.

"I like her." Radar put in.

"I do too, actually," said Hawkeye. After all he had saved her life. "I'm gonna go check on her." Hawkeye got up and walked out the door. He went to the ward and stood at the foot of the girl's bed. All around her there were men that were recovering from surgery. Hawkeye got there just as she was waking up.

"Hi there." Hawkeye said. "What's your name?"

"Hi. My name is Emma." Emma replied. "Can you tell me where I am?"

"Your at MASH 4077th. I'm Hawkeye Pierce. Just call me Hawkeye. So how is it that you ended up in Korea. I can tell that you're American."

"My dad was a reporter back in the states. We came here looking for stories. We were actually on our way here." Emma explained.

"What do you mean 'was'? What happened?" Hawkeye had caught every word Emma had said. Emma looked down at the bed, and her eyes started to fill with tears.

"We... We were on the way here when we heard gunfire. Dad tried to avoid the bullets, but on of the bullets hit him. He sort of slumped over the wheel and the jeep went into a ditch. I was sitting next to him, and jumped out. The sniper shot at me, and I ducked behind the jeep. I didn't know what to do next, so I ducked low to the ground and ran. We were only a little while outside the camp, the sniper shot at me as I ran, but I don't think he was aiming to hit me. I ran into capm, and then... Well I'm sure you know the rest." Emma said. In the middle of the story tears had started running down her cheeks. Hawkeye took a handkerchef from his pocket and wiped the tears off Emma's face.

"I'm sorry. Are you sure your dad was dead?" Hawkeye was starting to get chocked up too.

"Yeah. I could tell he wasn't breathing. The sniper shot him right through the heart." Emma said. Hawkeye nodded.

"Want a glass of water?" Hawkeye asked. Emma nodded. "Alright. I'll be right back." Hawkeye went to get the water. On the way he sent Henry in to see Emma. Henry sat on the end of Emma's bed.

"Hi. I'm Colonel Henry Blake, and this is Coporal Radar O'Reily." Henry said.

"Hello. I'm Emma." Emma said. Just then Hawkeye came in with a glass of water. Henry watched him walk in, and took the glass when Hawkeye held it out for him to give to Emma. Henry handed the glass to Emma.

"How old are you Emma?" Hawkeye asked.

"I'm ten." Emma replied. She took a long sip of the water.

"Do you have family back in the states?" Henry asked.

"No. My mom died when I was two, and now my dad is dead too." Emma said, her eyes starting to fill with tears again. There grew an uncormfortable silcence in the room. It was broken when Radar spoke up.

"Gee, I'm really sorry to hear that." Radar said.

"Right, well. How are you feeling?" Henry asked.

"I feel much better. Thank-you." Emma replied.

"You think you can walk?" Hawkeye asked. Emma nodded. Hawkeye offered his hand, and Emma took it. Hawkeye pulled Emma to her feet. "I'll show you around camp, ok?"

Emma nodded and she and Hawkeye walked out hand-in-hand.