Pairing: Hawkeye/Margaret
Period: Post-war
Rating: T

Author's note: I hope you will enjoy my story, but in order to fully enjoy it, you should be familiar with the entire Mash series and not just GFA. I don't own Mash. I enjoy and respect Mash exactly as it was written and then performed by the actors. I don't mind adding stuff, as long as it doesn't place the characters in situations contradicting the stories on the show. I try to avoid contradictions. I think they would weaken my story, even though there are contradictions within Mash itself. A lot of fans wanted a more specific answer regarding the future of HM, but I fully understand why they wanted to keep the finale bitter sweet, because saying farewell to people with this kind of bonding, is bitter sweet. They wanted the audience to get in the same mood. Pretty clever if you ask me. It is pretty clear to me though, what they want us to think happens with HM. The big question is of course, do they or don't they. I will not reveal it in this note of course. Just remember, there are no random scenes or lines in a movie. Everything they show or say serves a purpose. Sometimes, the important answer is not only what they show, but also what they don't show. English is not my native language.

Prologue:

Everyone at Mash 4077 were leaving by different means of transportation. They were all on their way home and had been ordered to Mash 8063 except for Klinger who stayed in Korea with his wife.

Margaret was heading for Mash 8063 in a Jeep and with the long passionate kiss from Hawkeye still burning on her lips. Her heart was about to explode in her chest. She had tried so hard to act casual, but she just couldn't help it. Hawkeye's kisses always sent waves of intense pleasure throughout her body.

Margaret wondered about that firm look on his face after they kissed and he said so long. No smile. No sadness. He just stood there without waving back at her. Margaret was pretty sure Hawkeye had noticed how that kiss affected her. Could it really be possible for a man, to kiss a woman in public with such passion and not showing any sign of affection afterwards?

After all, she was rejected by Hawkeye after that passionate night they spend together in an abandoned hut trapped behind enemy lines.

On the other hand, Hawkeye had always been there for her when she needed it the most and she could have sworn that Hawkeye had shown real affection… and that loooooong kiss….oh boy…what a kiss.

Well, if Hawkeye really wanted to be with a woman, he would act and not wait. Margaret also knew that Hawkeye went to Mash 8063 by chopper and that he would be there first. Margaret smiled nervously. Maybe Hawkeye would be standing by the road leading into the 8063rd wearing his hawaiian shirt. Actually she hated it, because the shirt also represented something Margaret would like to forget, but right now, Margaret wanted to see Hawkeye in that shirt more than anything else.

There it was – Mash 8063. Transformed beyond recognition. Margaret could not believe her own eyes. Long rows of tents on both sides of the roads filled with G.I.'s. Large columns of vehicles and army units seem to arrive from all sides. No mess tent, no officers club, no P.A. system, no O.R. and no privacy, but more supply tents instead. The noise was overwhelming. Trucks, busses, jeeps, heavy machinery and thousands of people talking and working.

The 8063rd was also used as the rallying point for the troops on their way home from the front lines. Here they could get fresh supplies and many of them had to stay for the night. Margaret gasped. There must be at least 10000 passing through here over the next couple of days and no Hawkeye in sight.

Margaret reported to the C.O. A new and much bigger C.O. tent had been established. It was the only tent with a proper sign. The rest of the tents were just marked with white letters and numbers. The C.O. and his staff spend all their time coordinating and scheduling. His tent was crowded with people. Margaret was asked to supervise, that all medical equipment and drugs were accounted for.

Outside one of the supply tents, Margaret turned around and looked at the crowd. How should Hawkeye possibly be able to find her in this chaos? Hawkeye had no authority here. The C.O. and his staff were much too busy to assist random people looking for other random people. Would she ever see Hawkeye again?