"Right is that everybody?" the grey haired, stocky ambulance driver asked to Sergeant Baines.

"God, I hope so but you'll be back soon, Huw," the Sergeant answered with discourage.

"Look here Sergeant Edwards, you take care of Corporal Grant I promised my sister that her boyfriend would be safe." Lieutenant Johnson strode towards the driver, a vein in his temple throbbing

"Aye, of course Alan. You know me mun I'll do what I can. No less," the Welshman promised his friend before turning towards his ambulance to leave.

"Thank you.. Huw. God speed."

Alan's eyes narrowed.

"Aye, thank you. Keep some luck for yourselves. Take care bois. Pob Lwc," Huw matched the Lieutenant's expression.

They silently saluted and Sergeant Edwards raced away in his ambulance striving to keep these young boys he had with him alive. The Lieutenant turned back to Sergeant Baines, nodded and they strode back to the trenches, ready for more fire.

"Sirs! He's coming!" Radar called to Pierce and McIntyre who were waiting for Burns a few tents away from their own. The other personnel looked on in anticipation as Burns charged towards his tent wishing to stay away from more torture.

"NOW!" screeched Pierce.

Before Frank could react Private Igor had stuffed a pillow case onto Frank's head and Sergeant Zale had began tying rope around Frank's body .

"GO! GO! GO!" McIntyre ordered.

Klinger sloshed thick Tar over the already helpless Frank.

Pierce and McIntyre grabbed Burns and lifted him and bellowed "CHARGE!!!!!!!!!"

They ran in haste towards the flag pole then propped him up against it and backed away.

"Feather division…Forward march!"

Half a dozen nurses ran towards Frank and battered him with pillows.

"Well, Henry did say get rid of the old pillows before the new ones arrive," grinned Hawkeye looking on at his handy work.

Attention! Attention all personnel! The neighbours are bringing us more guests. Not long now folks. Be ready to greet them!

Hawkeye dropped his head down in sorrow and the other's followed his lead. The nurses dropped the empty cases and trooped away. Hawkeye and Trapper went back to the Swamp for a last chug of gin. Radar was left with the now unconscious body of Major Burns with tears forming in his eyes as he stared at the gathering cloud.

"C-c-corporal?" a stirring wounded Private questioned the upright body of Jo Grant. "Jo?"

He did not answer just stared with hatred at the ambulance doors.

"You're ok. Why aren't you back at the front?"

He thrust his hand outwards and turned on his heel to reveal glowing green eyes.

"J-J-Jo ?"

"For nothing is as it should you will be changed from evil to good," growled the new voice of the corporal.

"W-w- w.." his voice trailed away as the corporal clenched his fist. As he lowered his arm the young soldier's head dropped down and he turned ghostly pale. The corporal took his place once more and sank back into his slumber.

Radar suddenly heard the familiar din that he dreaded most. He gathered himself, lifted his head and shouted. "CHOPPERS!"

Seconds later the helicopters were spotted above and Joey gave the announcement.

Attention! Attention all personnel! Our guests have arrived! Come out to greet them, folks!

The camp exploded in a rush of kaki as the 4077th made themselves as prepared as they could for their new arrivals.

Sergeant Edwards scrambled his ambulance through the mud and parked beside the entrance to the Pre Op.

"OK, what's the status here, Sergeant?" questioned Frank who had just about managed to remove the last of the goose feather and tar from his uniform.

"Twenty in my van, Major. Another two are on their way with about the same in each . The rest will be on the choppers. Three of mine need immediate surgery, five are on the verge of having one or more limbs turning gang Greene and the rests lucky nearly misses. We tried to patch them up as best we could but we're under heavy enemy fire up there."

"Damn that evil yellow hoard," growled Frank following Huw to the back of the ambulance.

"Frank! I've told you not to say that! Next time I'll put you in a crate and send it to the North Koreans marked Highly Dangerous. Destroy Immediately," bellowed Hawkeye as he paced towards the ambulance.

"Um, Sirs can you bicker later, please. These boys need your help now," Huw cut across Pierce and Burns and drew their attention back to the task at hand.

After sending the most injured inside with Frank, Henry and Trapper who had just returned with the Doctor from the landing pads with the last of the casualties.

"Uh, Doctor Pierce?" called Edwards from behind the ambulance his voice shaking.

"What's up Edwards?" Hawkeye marched up to see him sitting in the middle of the two remaining patients looking a sickly green.

"Private Perkins isn't breathing sir. He was one of the least injured boys. I don't understand it sir."

Hawkeye rushed to the side of the Private but before he could attempt CPR, Edwards interrupted "I already tried that sir. He's too cold to be resuscitated, He's been dead awhile." He hung his head. "I couldn't drive any smoother sir, I had to get them here ASAP."

Hawkeye's eyes grew cold "What of the other boy?"

"He seems to be in a coma, sir but it's the strangest coma I've ever heard of. He was barely injured, just a couple of scratches that we managed to patch up," The Sergeant's voice was still trembling.

"Wait here." Pierce jumped from the vehicle and sprinted as if he was escaping to save his life towards Post Op.

"Father Mulcahy, I need you now! Somebody.. didn't make it," his voice trailed away.

Mulcahy simply nodded sullenly and followed. Hawkeye hung back for a moment then poked his head around the Post Op door once more.

"Doctor Smith. Come too."

The Doctor was leaning over a patient whose arm was in a sling.

"Thanks again Doc. You really saved my bacon back there. I'd shake your hand with my good hand if I could sit up," beamed the young fair haired soldier.

"No trouble, dear boy. I'm just sorry you have to go back to the fighting. Get your rest I'll have Captain Smith check on you later. Good day gentlemen." He bowed gracefully and left the room.

He found Father Mulcahy giving Private Perkins his last rights, Hawkeye listening to Corporal Grant's heart and the distraught Welsh Sergeant sitting behind everyone else his eyes darting for one body to the other.

"Doctor Smith, this is Corporal Jo Grant, he was injured on guard duty last night . He was patched up in the Aid Station but is in an unexplainable coma. Have you heard of anything like this before?"

The Doctor for a moment gave a small smile after hearing the boy's name then became engrossed in a deep state of thought and then ran his fingers down the Corporal's trachea.

"No." he replied suddenly. "I'd suggest we keep him under close observation for the next few days Dr. Pierce." The Doctor wasn't even sure if he knew what was wrong with the boy or not.

"Hmm? Right, OK, yeah. " Hawkeye answered completely distracted by the dead solider on the other side of the ambulance.

As they took the body away and took Grant into Post Op Edwards turned to The Doctor "Doc, do me a favour. That boy please make sure he's OK. His Lieutenant is his future brother in law. He's meant to keep him safe for his sister."

"I'll do my utmost but Doctor Pierce is far more skilled so I'll give the job to him," the Doctor replied patting Huw on the back "Good luck back at the front. Hope you can keep as many boys from here as you can."

"Aye, thanks boio. Hope none of your boys fly over the cuckoo's nest." He got into the ambulance and turned back to the Doctor

"Yes, well time will tell won't it?"

"Aye, it always does boio."

The Doctor was struck with surprise and pride all at once and answered with a salute "Cadwch gobaith yn fyw."

Totally taken aback that an Englishman spoke fluent Welsh Edwards saluted and smiled "A tithau 'fyd fy ffrind."

He turned back to the dusty road ahead and drove into the distance.

The Doctor gazed up at the sky just in time to see rain beginning to fall. With a loud sigh he strode into Pre Op.

Yeah I'm sorry it's been so long but ahve had loads of problems. Sorry about my need to have a welsh character in here.

Pob Lwc - Good Luck

Diolch - Thanks

Cadwch gobaith yn fyw - Keep hope alive

A tithau 'fyd fy ffrind - And you too my friend

Aye - yes

bois - boys

boio - boy or friend

mun - uhh I dont know what it really means I just use it. I think it my be the same thing as "oh man"