Summary: Hawkeye and Margaret go through some trying and dark times together, how will they cope and will they survive and remain together.
Notes: This is a HM so if you dont like them dont read this. It has some rather dark Parts to. so keep that in mind.
I finally got the courage to share a MASH Story, I feel I have a lot to live up to in this genre there are so many of you that are truly gifted. Id would appreciate Reviews To see How I'm doing, But can you please not Kill me with them. lol
Disclaimer: Don't own them, just borrowing them, Ill return them when I'm done.
VOWS
It was a surprisingly quiet night at the 4077th, as long as you didn't count the rain.
Hawkeye and Kelley were in Post op. BJ was reading his last letter from Peg, Col Potter was reading his latest Zane grey, Frank, Klinger and a few select others were drowning there sorrows in the officers club, Radar had fallen asleep waiting for a call to come through from sparky, Father Mulcahey was trying to write a sermon, Margaret was sleeping.
He had decided long ago that she was going to pay for blowing him off, he thought to himself 'no one does that! no one! Not even her! I don't know who she thinks that she is! she didn't think I would find out either did she. You never know who you will run into do you'
'He parked his jeep a short ways from camp so not to be heard, he quietly made his way through camp to her tent. He saw that there were no lights on, he quietly slipped in unnoticed to anyone. He stood over her for several minutes watching her sleep.
'It would have been so nice for us if only you would have not had your head turned by him, Your such a little fool' he thought to himself.
He knelt down beside her and then quickly put his hand over her mouth hard, her eyes popped open and looked at him with shock and horror.
"you thought that you got rid of me did you" She began to fight to try and get him away from her, he backhanded her with his other hand knocking the wind out of her. He then stuck a bandanna in her mouth so he had use of both hands. But in the processes she bit him, his face turned bright red,
"YOU BITCH" he raised his hand and hit her face so hard that she hit her head on her nightstand and caused her lip to split open from the impact of his hand. He Grabbed her by her hair and pulled
"Now you are going to do what I say and give me what I want do you understand" she didn't answer instead she kick him as he stood over her, this of course served only to enraged him further. And backhanded her again, this time she saw stars. He pulled her hair causing her head to snap back
"Now do you understand" She nodded in defeat
He wasn't going to take any chances he tied her hands together over her head and secured her legs. Then he began to run his hand up her thigh, that made her feel like she was going to be sick, she felt the bile rise to her throat but she swallowed it back down. His hand reached her underwear, she turned her head to look up at the ceiling and tried to be anywhere but there at that moment. But his words soon broke the spell.
"You shouldn't mind this, from what I heard your quite the little whore 'hot lips' " Those words cut to her core like a knife.
She felt her eyes swell with tears but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She just closed her eyes and tried to go away
"open your eyes" she didn't "I said open your eyes, you little bitch" he said as he yanked her hair again. she had no choice but to open her eyes and be there
"Good now lets you and me have some fun what do you say" and he preceded to tear her panties off and push hear nightgown up over her chest and did what he came there to do.
When he was done, he got up and refastened himself. By this time she was on the floor curled up on her side. He stood over her looking down at her
"I want to thank you for a great time . . . . . was it as good for you as it was for me" he laughed. . . "I thought so".
He bent down and spoke into her ear "don't bother telling anyone about this, because I have witnesses that say I was never here. . . .understand . . . .plus if you value the life of the one's you love, you will keep your mouth shut understand me" When She didn't respond to him, he Kicked her "Do you understand me know" she nodded
"Just so you remember what I said, here's something for you to ponder after I go" He then preceded to kick her several times in the back. Then he turned and peered out the door seeing that the coast was clear, he quietly made his way back to his jeep and was gone almost as fast as he got there.
Margaret laid there for a little while not knowing what to do, her head felt so foggy and dazed she could really think and was afraid to move because of the pain. So she just Curled up in a ball, in the corner and cried.
Hawkeye was glad to be getting off Post-op duty, He was walking across the Compound when he noticed that Margaret's Door was ajar. Which he thought was odd. He made his way over to when he heard muffled sounds of someone crying. He pushed open the door
"What the hell happened in here, Margaret?" he looked around and saw her laying on the floor in the corner of her tent curled up in a ball, he rushed over to her
"God Margaret! what happened" he reached out to touch her and she pulled away and began to fight and crying out
"No. . . No. . .Please Don't. . . it . .it. .hurts"
"Margaret its me" She still didn't seem to hear him, he took her face and turned it to him
"Margaret Look at me" She slowly looked up to him and he saw the pain and emptiness in her eyes.
"Hawkeye" came out in a voice so small, you almost couldn't here it
"Yes Baby its me" She crumbled in his arms and started to cry and then began to ramble
"I…I tried to get him. . . .to get him …. To stop. . . But . he. .he. . wouldn't. . . . I told him no,. . . I begged… oh god! Hawkeye . . . .He didn't . . didn't . stop!! . . . It hurt. . . I'm . . I'm . . Sorry. . . . So Sorry…. Please don't be mad at me . . . Please. . . .Please" he couldn't believe she was sorry, this only caused his heart to break further.
"Margaret…..baby…..Its not your fault do you hear me, I don't want you to talk like that do you hear me" he hugged he even tighter and sat there clinging to each other for several minutes.
He took a deep breath "Baby, I need to check you out"
He tried to pull back from her and she wouldn't let go, she had a death grip in his shirt.
He could see the bruise on her face, her lip and felt the Stickiness of Blood at the back of her head.
"Were do you hurt" She wouldn't answer she just buried her head further into his chest.
"I . . . I. . Cant"
"Why"
She hesitated for a minute "I don't want you to stop . . . to stop loving me"