"Margaret?" Hawkeye called as he sat next to his sleeping wife and held the sealed paternity results in his hands. "Margaret? Mag-gie"
"What? I'm tired," Margaret said readjusting her pillow.
"I want to know if Preston's mine."
"Okay," Margaret said reluctantly sitting up. "Are you okay?"
"No but I've been worse - I think," Hawkeye replied lightly. "Talking with Sidney I realized that I don't want to know these results because of me - not because of Preston. He'll need to know who his father is."
"No matter what you'll be his father," Margaret reminded kissing him lightly on the cheek.
"Does it bother you to know that I may have a son? Or several?" Hawkeye asked messaging Margaret's thigh.
"No," Margaret answered honestly. "I've slept with more men than I'm proud of but for better or worse, if I have a child I'll know it."
"Yeah," Hawkeye said leaning his head back to the headboard.
Sensing he wanted to post-pone the big reveal, Margaret thought she'd test the waters for her own big reveal.
"Before Preston, did you ever think about having children?" Margaret asked resting her head on his shoulder.
"Sure. Sometimes. I mean kind of ," Hawkeye waffled. "You know, like, when the guys would talk about kids, I'd wonder what it'd be like….sometimes…"
"What did you think?"
"About?"
"About kids?" Margaret said becoming frustrated. "Did you want kids or did you just think about them?"
"I don't know?" Hawkeye replied confused. "You know me Margaret. I was more interested in the process than the results. Hence my problem now."
"You think it's a problem?"
"Margaret? What's gotten in to you?"
"Nothing," Margaret said taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry. It's late - or very early. I'm tired."
"I know. I'm sorry I woke you up," Hawkeye replied sincerely. "I couldn't sleep-"
"It's fine. I'm glad you woke me," Margaret insisted. "Do want to look?"
"No."
"Ben," Margaret said giving him a kiss.
"Alright, alright. Here we go," Hawkeye said closing his eyes and opening the envelope.
"Want me to look?" Margaret offered as Hawkeye sat without moving for several minutes.
"No, I'll do it," Hawkeye said looking at the piece of paper. "He's a Pierce."