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"Hawkeye walked in to post-op thursday morning. He was yawning lightly as he stoped and checked Sargent Alfrids conditions. He looked at the chart for a few seconds and noticed that the either a nurse or maybe it was Frank, who hadn't singed the paper saying he had got his new intervinis for the hour, or that he hadn't gotten it yet.
Hawkeye looked around, He found Nurse Baker at the desk reading a book, or maybe she was sleeping, she had been on the night shift, so she might have snoozed off. He decided not to bother her, so he started looking for a doctor in the dimly lighted post-op. He saw no sign of a doctor, and he knew that it wasn't B.J's turn for night duty, so, it had to have been Frank.
Hawkeye got up and looked around, maybe Frank and Hot Lips had decided to get a bed, He thought. He looked through each bed. He found no sign of Frank. Hawkeye walked over to the nurse and very carfully woke her up.
"Baker, Baker?" Hawkeye wispered in her ear.
Baker tried to roll over, realizing, finally that she was in a chair and moved her hand to her neck, rubbing it because she felt a twinge of pain running through it. More then likely from sleeping in the chair. She put it in her mental notes never to sleep in a chair like that agian.
"Yes, Captain?" Baker mummered with her eyes still closed.
"Sorry to wake you, but, I was wondering... Did Sargent Alfrids get his hourly dose of intervinis at 7:00?" Hawkeye asked looking at the clock almost feeling like yawning agian noticing the time.
"Yeah, Sorry I didn't sign the sheet Captian." Baker yawned a bit, Sitting up, feeling even more tired then she was when she fell asleep in the chair. "I was so busy, I almost fell asleep on the patient."
Hawkeye nodded. "Okay, Baker, Your relived. I can take it from here. You need some sleep... Maybe I'll join you, in about two hours?" He added with a hopefull grin.
"Not today doctor." Baker got up and stumbled out of the room, almost falling acouple times.
Hawkeye chuckled sitting down in the chair.
Radar was sitting in his chiar in his desk, writing the first part of the daily repost, when his stomach growled a bit.
Colonel Potter walked in the room. "Corporal."
Radar looked up, "Oh yes sir. I am filling them out right now sir." Radar said, already knowig what he was going to say, without hearing it.
"Good job Radar." Colonel Potter walked in to his office. He sat down, and layed back, only to sit back up when Radar walked in with a handfull of papers and some file folders. He layed some sheets on the desk, pointing out where Sherman had to sign.
Colonel Potter didn't even bother to ask what he was signing, because, if he understood, then it would only make more of a mess. He just singed it, unless it didn't look offical.
"Thanks sir." Radar smiled taking the sheets of paper, when he was done signing them, and walked out of the office. Not likeing to stay in there more then necisary.
B.J was lieing in his bed, not really thinking of anything. Just lieing there, thinking of Erin, how long it had been since he'd seen her. How much he missed her, and Peggy.
B.J rolled over, grabing paper, and a pen, thinking of making two letters. One to Erin, one to Peggy.
He started his letter to Erin, "Dear Erin, Hello hunny. I know mom well be reading this to you, but. I just wanted to let you know how much I miss you, You and your mom too." He chuckled reading that over, and contined writing, "It's been almost one year, But, I promise. I'll be there for your second birthday. You can take me up on that one hunny."
Klinger walked in the door, and B.J put his letter down, Laying back down so he could see Klinger; Wearing a dress as normal. But, this time, it was a black, tight, number.
B.J laughed at his dress, he always laughed a bit at his dresses, but, this one was laugh riot withery.
Klinger looked at him, then down at his dress. "What?" He asked. He didn't even wait for a answer, He asked another qestion. "Where's Major Burns?"
B.J shook his head, when he was done laughing. "He didn't come home lastnight. Check Hot Lip's tent. He might be there, Practising After Hour's Medicen with her."
Klinger nodded and walked out, and walked across the compound. He stoped outside Major Houlihans tent, he staied quite for a momment, trying to hear somthing, He heard nothing. He knocked on the door, waking up Margaret.
Margaret stumbled to the door, and saw who it was. "What do you want Klinger?" She said in a agravated tone.
Klinger was used to this by now, not even flinching or stuttering, unlike Radar who would stuttered at this momment. "I was wondering if Major Burns is here."
Margart looked angry. "Obisily not, You ninny. Dose it look like it?"
Klinger looked at her, then in her tent agian, from under her arm, and saw nothing that looked like he was there. He nodded. "It's just that he is dissapeared. I was wondering if you know where he is."
Margart stood there for a momment, "Wait, He's dissapeared?"
Klinger nodded, "Yeah, Gone. Pofh."
Margaret ran and got her house coat on, tieing it up. "Is the Colonel up yet?" She asked, already walking past him.
Klinger sprinted to keep up with her, "Yeah, he's in his office."