Hawkeye

I hate this place! Poor food, almost constant shelling, and never-ending wounded. It's enough to drive anyone mad.

"Hey Hawk, Potter wants to see you." Our company clerk, Klinger, informed.

"Alright, tell him I'm on the way." I couldn't sleep anyway. I pull my boots up, tied them, put on my robe, and walked across the compound to see our cowboy C.O.

"Alright Hawkeye, what's wrong? And before you say anything, don't lie to me. I've been in the army for over forty years, heard every lie. Now, what's wrong?" Well, there goes my lies.

"Well, colonel, I don't know. Most of the time, it's the same damn thing. But recently, I'm not sure. Overworked I guess." He nodded while getting two glasses out, and pour us some brandy.

"Well, being doctors is like being Calvary. You go to fast, the horse will kick you off. If you're a doctor, go to fast, you'll start to hate this place more." He has a point. And I've clocked more hours in post OP then Winchester, not to mention thirty-six hours in surgery four days in a row.

"Could you give me a pass to Soul Colonel?" He thought for a minute.

"Well, things are quiet around here. I guess I can give you a week in Soul." No sooner had he said that, in came in infamous Colonel Flagg.

Flagg

"Not so fast Potter. I'm here to place Captain Pierce under military arrest." He looks at Pierce.

"What did you...wait a minute Flagg, he's been here for eight months!" I sighed.

"I'm telling you Potter, the CIA has evidence that Pierce has worked with the enemy!" I yell at the old man.

"And what evidence is that?" He's not going to get me to crack that easily. I've trained my self to hide all information until I get to my superior.

"I can't tell you, I keep myself in a continuous state of confusion." He nods in clear agreement.

"That's quite suitable for you. Gives us less of a headache. How about you stay a while, and look for more of this evidence?" He suggests, not taking me serious.

"Okay. But when I find it, Captain Pierce is under arrest." Pierce looks at me.

"I'm guilty of doing my job Flagg." He says.

"A likely story." He's guilty alright.


I'll add Colonel Flagg hurting himself later. R&R!