Disclaimer: I don't own MASH. If I did, it would've been even slashier than it already was, if that's humanly possible.
Challenge: Response to Lisa's ABC challenge: Write a fic for every letter of the alphabet.
A/N: I, Impossible. Charles' POV. The shortest chapter yet! 183 words! Really, these all just HAPPEN to be connected…one can easily stand on its own. Although, I think the Hawkeye and B.J. ones rather depend on each other…
Random trivia: Lisa rocks. Seriously. I heart her. Why? 1, her fics are awesome. 2, she gives great advice/comment-y stuff…(I am incoherent…) 3, she made a B.J./Hawkeye vid, using a song which I, only this weekend, heard on the radio and thought, "Oh! That is the perfect B.J./Hawkeye song." Didn't know what it was called, would have forgotten about it. (note: written 5/16)
Impossible
Only a few short years ago, if anyone had told me I would be spending my days and nights in a filthy, uneducated country such as this, I would have suggested they seek psychiatric help. A Winchester? Here? Impossible.
A few short months ago, if anyone had told me that not only was I in Korea, but I would soon be in a mobile army surgical hospital, I would have suggested that they too seek psychiatric help. Impossible. A Winchester, operate in conditions such as these?
Unfortunately, the impossible has proven to be, indeed, possible. I am stuck in Korea, in a MASH unit, in a filthy tent with two gentlemen, if one can even use that word to describe Pierce and Hunnicutt, who are utterly different from myself.
Any and all of my attempts to return to Tokyo General have failed. I have given up. It seems impossible that I will ever return there, except for a few days at a time on recreation.
Ah-haaa…impossible…it has been proven that the impossible, is indeed, possible. Perhaps I can get out of here yet…
