Author Note: This story visits Hawkeye's past in a way, and I might have some facts screwed up about his High School days so please excuse me, I try to have it mostly correct.
Rating: PG-13 or whatever that translates into.
Summary: A hurt nurse is sent to the 4077 and turns out to be Hawkeye's high school enemy. She begins to tell stories about his HS days and the camp finds it highly amusing.
No romance.
Title: Ah….Those Good Old Days
Chapter One: Princess and GG
"Oh my god…."
"Hawk, what is it?" BJ watched his friend's stunned face as it broke into an amused grin.
"I know her," he said motioning to the unconscious nurse in front of him.
"How?" there was a wicked gleam in BJ's eyes.
Hawkeye glared, but laughed, "She was an enemy in High School, called her Barbie…or Princess, captain of the Cheerleading Squad,"
BJ laughed, "She can wait, and you'll get to talk to her later, juicy stories, too,"
Hawkeye set him a glare before turning away. He was right, juicy stories.
The O.R. session was short, only a few patients, the "Princess" as Hawkeye kept calling just had a minor head wound, she would wake up in a few hours and she did.
She was lying in bed talking to Margaret who conveniently didn't know Princess and Hawkeye went to school together and then Hawkeye walked in behind her.
"Well, Princess, get enough beauty rest,"
Princess closed her eyes as if she didn't want to believe then slowly turned to look at him, when she opened her eyes she launched himself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "GG!" she squealed, obviously being another nick name.
"The one and only," Hawkeye said smiling.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, you know, just thought I drop by, heard they needed an extra pair of hands, I always was good with a knife." He laughed, "I was drafted here,"
"I joined; I'm a Major now,"
"Awww…so it's Major Sarah Clan, has a nice ring to it,"
Hawkeye laughed and they hugged each other again.
"Hem, hem," BJ said causing the two of them to jump apart, "Come on lets go get some food."
"Am I allowed to leave?" Sarah asked, "Oh I look a mess," she instantly grabbed a nearby IV stand and began fixing her hair in it.
Hawkeye rolled his eyes and then made a point to mess her hair up again, "that's the one thing I don't like about you, Princess, is your obsession over yourself."
"EXCUSE ME!"
"It's true, your so…..self-absorbed." He then turned and began walking away.
Sarah huffed at him before crossing her arms over chest and turning away from him towards BJ and Margaret who looked a little stunned at the change in mood, "Once a man-slut," she said, "always a man-slut,"
BJ and Margaret cringed not wanted to know Hawkeye's reaction, the whole room had stopped to stare, even the patients.
"How many times do I have to tell you," he snapped turning to stair at her with an icy glare, "its man whore get it right,"
Sarah and he stared at each other before both fell into an uncontrollable laughter. Hawkeye sat down on the end of her bed and fell onto his back, laughing hysterically, and "you…remembered!" he choked out.
She almost fell on top of him, "Of course…..(gasp) I did…."
Slowly their laughter was under control, "God that was fun,"
"I don't even want to know."
The group was in the mess tent, "you call this food?" Sarah said grimacing at the taste of their cold dinner.
"No, but we have to eat it, they don't want the good doctors to starve to death,"
"Pierce, why is this patient out of bed?"
"Charles!" Hawkeye said.
"Pierce," Charles stood behind Sarah, "why is this patient out of bed, you should know bed,"
"Charles, she's an old….friend, besides she's a big Major, she can take care of herself."
"An old….friend?" implying that they were at one point in a relationship.
"That's disgusting!" they said in unison and instantly scooted away from each other like a pair of middle schoolers.
"What's going on here?" Colonel Potter said walking up.
Sarah jumped to her feet, "Colonel Potter," she said saluting, "my name is Major Sarah Clan from Tokyo General,"
"At ease, soldier," Hawkeye said, "no one salutes around here," Sarah relaxed slightly and looked around, no one else was standing to salute, and she blushed and sat down, "sorry sir,"
They all smiled, "but you still haven't answered my question," Charles said, "what are you doing out of Post-Op, you are a patient?"
"Not anymore," Sarah said handing Colonel Potter a packet a papers, "I've been transferred here,"
End Chapter One
I will update don't worry.
