Disclaimeramalamadingdong: Any residents of the 4077th M*A*S*H belong to thier creator, whoever the hell he may be. The plot, or lack thereof, is completely my property. Oh,yeah, and if I were making any dough writing this, it wouldn't be on ff.n! Kay?
One more thing, please read the whole thing before you make any judgements. It'll make more sense at the end.
R&R, please!!!!!
Shh.... can't make any noise. I'll wake Bigelow. Or worse, Hot Lips. I quietly tiptoe barefot out the door and past Hot Lips' tent.
How could I have forgotten?! There's always a man on guard at night.
"Who goes there?" he asks, sounding all athorative. Privates, just because they're in the army, they think they're hotshots...
"Lt. Daniels." I shakily reply, ashamed that I got caught, "I was, um, going to the latrine."
Before he can argue, I scamper off in the opposite direction. Whew...that was close. I continue on my way around the compound, stopping when I finally reach the company clerk's office.
I enter, not bothering to turn on the lights. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, so I see fairly well. I can see the filing cabinets, the phone, the radio transmitters, and Klinger, sleeping peacefully on his little cot in the corner.
"Klinger, wake up, honey," I whisper into his ear. The clerk moans and rolls over, now facing away from me. Wake up, D@MMIT!!!
Okay, act sultry...uh, Marilyn Monroe! Half closing my eyes, I blow on Klinger's earlobe. He rolls over to face me, resting his hand on the back of my neck. A smile spreads across his face. He's awake. Very awake..
*YAWN* Oh, I don't wanna open my eyes.....
I knew I didn't wanna do that..I'm in the nurses' tent. I must've been dreaming! D@mn! Why can't a single one of those be real???
"Attention all personnel: A new way to start your day! We've got wounded!"
All in a war's work.....
I'm in OR now.(Unless this is a double dream.)
"Thanks, Klinger," I wearily say as he hands me a pint of whole blood. I blush a little as our hands(yes, they're gloved, but the rubber isn't that thick.) touch. I think....I think he smiled at me!
((To Possibly Be Continued))