A/N sorry it took me so long to uplaod i was out of town for a few days and didnt bring my laptop so i didnt have the docs to uplaod i had them on phone but it would work anyways sorry and enjoy

chapter 3
Margaret stood shocked, speechless she on the verge of tears she was terrified.

"What do you mean he never showed!"
"B.J calm down, we are sending out search teams right away. Radar did you get a hold of iqor yet"
" No sir all phone lines are down do to major shelling "
" Damn it! What the hell do we do now!" colonel potter was furious not with radar of course.

Margaret finally spoke "why don't we form our own search party me B.J and some enlisted could go."
"yea colonel, we can find him we know his routes he usually takes to the stations, we could start there."
" sorry guys but no, I'm not risking another doctor and my head nurse"
"but colonel, what about Hawkeye we NEED to find him" she let the tears flow freely, they slowly made there way down her cheeks.
" Hey Margaret we will find him, but its' too risky to go now we should wait for the phone lines to be up again before we do anything, pierce will be alright I know him he's strong and brave and he has your love to come back to for that hell he'll do his damndest to stay alive."
"but colonel please we have to find him, I'm worried sick he could be seriously hurt or worse... "
" Margaret we will but let's wait till morning alright. "
" yes colonel " she ran out the tears spilling more she sat on her cot and held her face in her hands as she let the tears overwhelm her, when she heard a faint knock.
" Margaret its B.J, can I come in" she didn't answer so he walked in and sat beside her "look he will be ok I know he will he's strong and he'll fight till death "
he rubbed her back to comfort her .

It was no use, no matter how hard she tried to sleep she couldn't. The only thing on her mind was Hawkeye. it was ripping her heart apart she didn't have the man she loved holding her through this ordeal because he was the cause of the ordeal. she decided to take a walk to calm herself down, she stepped out of her tent into a warm night but not hot puffy black clouds took over the starry skies she knew rain was coming. she made her way to the swamp but thought better of it. if she was there she would see Hawkeyes things and it could trigger tears she thought more on it, and crossed her path to the O'club she was met by the gang who were all sitting at the bar and watched her with solemn faces, as she entered and sat down beside them with silence that hushed them all.

A hand clamped his mouth shut and a punch jabbed his stomach, he had just woken up from his dreaded unconsciousness caused by his fight with a tree and jeep. his head was pounding he must have hit it when he crashed blood was making its way down the right side of his head, this worried Hawkeye. he found himself in a windowless cellar it was dark and dingy, and quite small he couldn't breathe not just because of the hard blow to his stomach, but the 'closing in of the walls' his claustrophobia got the better of him. he tried fighting the men that held him down but his arms wouldn't budge from the position behind his back, his legs were tied to he tried biting the man that held his mouth shut but it just made things worse. another shorter man dressed in a Korean sand coloured uniform dragged him closer and hit his chest with a wooden bat, which caused him to spit out blood the man quickly removed his hand from the disgusting blood pool that drooled from his mouth. Hawkeye finally caught his breath enough to yell at the man who hit him.
"you son of a bitch !" he spat more blood he was in pain but didn't care he needed to get away and his only thought was on Margaret she must be scared out of her mind about him, and he had to come back safe or mostly important alive he had to for the love of his life. he was panicking hard and thrashing around when another blow struck his leg and he winced he then herd the roll of thunder, 'o great. He thought not now not a thunder storm damn it poor Margaret she needs me'
"you fuckin asshole strike me again and I'll kill you " he screeched then another blow hit his head and knocked him cold, the last thing he heard was the
voice of the north Koreans his last thought was of Margaret.

"so uh … Margaret how are you feeling my dear" Winchester stuttered.
she didn't answer she looked down at her hands that were shaking, a tear strolled down her check "Igor, scotch please, and keep them coming."
"yes major"
"look major, I have been on the horn all day and night, and we have search parties going out first thing in the morning the shelling has backed off and everyone is looking out for him. I'm going to be by the phone all night, I even strung a line in here to the officers club and stuff so don't worry, Hawkeye will come home we all believe he will" Margaret looked shocked this is the first time radar, the little company clerk addressed her without fear of her.

She quite liked it she felt as if radar was becoming a true friend, and yet so was Klinger. She sipped her scotch while potter talked with everyone about the morning plans. Margaret set the glass down and caught her breath, "radar you sweet loveable young man someday you will make a very special girl happy." Radar blushed. She spent that night with the gang discussing the plans for the following morning, she hung close to B.J as he was the only other one who knew about her fear of loud noises, Hawkeye told him. The thunder storm drew on and the wind shook the metal building. She was really terrified but didn't show it but B.J knew it and grabbed her hand in reassurance.