Sorry about the time it took me to update, when was it like five days ago? I dunno, anyway you finally get to see who's getting married in the chapter and some of you will probably think...no way. But I particularly like this couple lol. So read on and enjoy! Btw, I just made up St Mary's Church...


To Benjamin Pierce MD,

You are cordially invited to the wedding of

Charles Emerson Winchester the Third and Margaret Jane Houlihan

To be held at St Mary's Church in Boston at 12pm on August 19th 1958

Please RSVP by July 20th

Sincerely yours,

Mr and Mrs Charles Winchester the Second

Mr and Mrs Alvin Houlihan

When Hawkeye received this invitation he couldn't help but laugh. Margaret had told him a year ago that she and Charles were engaged and prior to that they had dated for two years, but to actually see it in writing was quite funny.

The 38-year-old had just arrived in front of the church and was greeted by Charles, who looked really nervous; the poor guy's bald head was shining with sweat.

'Hey Hawkeye!'

The raven haired doctor turned on his heel and saw that BJ was making his way towards him with Peg, a seven-year-old Erin, four-year-old Michael and two-year-old twins Benjamin and Jessica.

'Hiya Beej!' Hawkeye hugged his best friend tightly before kissing Peg and the kids.

BJ (who was moustache free I might add) surveyed the church with amusement. 'Who'd have thought that Margaret and Charles would get married?'

Hawkeye laughed. 'Not me, I thought they were going to kill each other in Korea.'

Peg frowned. 'Are you sure you two aren't exaggerating just a little bit?'

Hawkeye raised his eyebrows. 'Are you kidding? They only made up five minutes before Margaret left for the 8063rd. But lets not talk about the war, how are you—'

Hawkeye drifted off because at that moment he saw Trapper walking towards the church looking tantalisingly sexy in a tuxedo. Instead of feeling excited, Hawkeye felt as though someone had plunged a knife into his heart. The two hadn't spoken since the argument they had at the McIntyre's two years previously. It seemed to be becoming a trend with them.

'Hawk, is something wrong?' Both Peg and BJ looked around to see what the doctor was staring at.

'Who's that man with the curly hair?' asked Peg.

Hawkeye had to swallow a lump in his throat before replying, 'Trapper McIntyre.'

BJ raised his eyebrows. 'So that's the infamous Trapper John huh?'

'Yeah, would you excuse me; I need to ask Charles something.' Hawkeye said distractedly and he quickly made tracks inside the church looking for Winchester. He didn't have to search very far because Charles was walking up and down the aisles of seats making sure the guests were comfortable.

'Charles!' Hawkeye half whispered, half shouted. The former Major looked up for the source of the voice and frowned ever so slightly when he realised it was Hawkeye.

'What do you want Pierce?' Charles asked once he had made his way over to the raven-haired doctor.

Hawkeye lowered his voice. 'What the hell is Trapper McIntyre doing here?'

Charles looked puzzled. 'Who is that?'

Hawkeye rolled his eyes. 'John McIntyre, he served with Margaret and me for a time in Korea.'

Charles winced at the mention of the Asian country but seemed to realise who Trapper was. 'Oh, him. Margaret insisted that we invite him. She seems to have a soft spot for McIntyre even though he was apparently as much of a letch towards her as you were.'

'Why Charles you flatter me.'

'Look Pierce, the ceremony is going to begin in half an hour; I would appreciate it if you didn't bother me before then.' Without so much as a good bye, Charles made his way over to the other side of the church where he greeted an elderly couple.

Hawkeye felt his claustrophobia stir as the church began to fill up so he went back outside where Trapper was now conversing with Frank and two teenage girls, presumably Frank's daughters. It seemed to Hawkeye that he was talking more to…was it Amelia and Loretta (he couldn't remember correctly) than to Frank who appeared to be sulking.

'Hawkeye?'

The former Captain jumped a mile at the sound of BJ's voice.

'Jesus Beej you scared me.' Hawkeye tried a wane smile but BJ saw right through it.

'You should go talk to him, Hawk.' BJ knew all about what Hawkeye and Trapper had gotten up to in Korea. He also knew about the failed reunion between the former lovers.

Hawkeye frowned. 'Oh yeah, what would I say? Hi Trap I know the last time we met ended in disaster because of my thinly veiled feelings towards you. But hey, I think I can work through them this time.'

'That's not funny.'

Hawkeye shrugged. 'Damn, I must be losing my touch.'

Knowing that he wouldn't change the stubborn doctor's mind at that moment, BJ changed the subject. 'Those must be Frank's daughters.'

Hawkeye nodded. 'They're pretty; they can't be related to Ferret-Face.'

BJ laughed. 'I thought he had three daughters.'

'I think the eldest is about 20 now, she probably didn't want to come.'

'True.'

Ten minutes later Radar arrived with his wife Nancy who was nursing a baby and three-year-old son Henry so BJ went over to greet them. Hawkeye was still a little edgy around small children so he hung back and watched the union.

'Radar's got a nice little family there.'

Hawkeye didn't turn around but he knew it was Trapper. There was no mistaking that South Boston accent.

'We need to talk…now.'

Trapper grabbed Hawkeye by the arm and dragged him into an unoccupied room in the church.


Oh the drama, until next time folks! And please review...