I do not own these characters! But I LOVE the show!
Walking out of the Union Station and on to green grass Major Margaret Houlihan stopped and took a deep breath, absorbing the crisp fall air. It was over. She wasn't actually Major anymore. Now she was a civilian. Margaret.
She had stuck to her guns when she decided to leave the army and commit herself fully to nursing. The war had ended nearly a month ago and she was finally about to start her new life. She had told her father that she was not going to accept any of the positions he had offered for her and proudly held her ground against his displeasure. And all on her own she got a job at Georgetown University Hospital as head nurse.
"Would you like a ride M'am," a cab driver asked.
"No thanks," Margaret said smiling. "I'll walk."
Life back in the States hadn't been easy. Margaret was not the same person she'd been when she left for Korea, not by a long shot. The tragedy of war would affect anyone but it was more than her perception of the world that had changed. In fact as most returned with a sobered heart, the former Major felt hers had expanded and filled in ways she'd never imagined and by a person she'd never expected.
She hadn't talked to Hawkeye Pierce since their good-bye kiss but she thought about him everyday. She thought about the night they had spent saying good-bye to each other although very few words were used. The memories of that night were bittersweet. She had never felt more loved or connected to another person than she had then but at the same time it was over. They had never discussed their future with each other. They knew they were going separate ways and that their time together was only a good-bye, although they never said the words.
It was all Margaret could do at times to not pick up a pen and write Pierce. She had started hundreds of letters in her head but she could never bring herself to write them down. Hawkeye was a notorious womanizer and while she couldn't believe that their night together had not been special, she could not imagine that he would want to settle down - at least not with her. And although it was painful at times Margaret accepted it. She looked back on her memories fondly and came to understand and believe the old cliché "it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved before".