A/N: For all those who don't know the Weasly twins are from Harry Potter, and love practical jokes. And since I don't know Kellye first name, hence it has become her first name.

"BJ," Sarah said tiredly. "Nothing happened. I don't understand why you had Hawkeye switch shifts with you. You already caught me outside the shower. I promise, when you get back home I won't show up at your doorstep with a baby in my arms." Besides, that would absolutely be gross beyond imagination. My own…no it's too twisted to think.

Despite her reassurances and light jokes, BJ did not look convinced, if only more horrified. Breathing in slowly, as if trying to keep himself from shaking her and her calm. In a slow and deliberate voice he asked, "Could you please tell me everything that happened last night?"

Sarah smiled at her kidney patient from two days before. "You'll be fine, as soon as we ship you out of here to Tokyo." The unconscious man made no response, but neither did she expect him to. She turned around. She glanced at the nurse at the end of Post-OP. "Do you wish to go outside?"

BJ merely walked to the outside of the curtain. His face was expressionless, as she told him simply what happened. "…the last thing you asked me was not to leave. So I didn't. I had planned to after you fell asleep, but I guess I did too. BJ," She impulsively took his hand. "You did nothing wrong. All you did was assume I was Peg. If anyone is the wrong I am, for playing along. I just want you to know I was just trying to convince you to go to bed. You were alone in the bar, and in your pajamas. If Peg loves you as much you love her, you are one lucky man."

0o0o0o

Sarah smiled evilly. Although she had to forgo the water ballon idea because she realized they would become solid ice, she still had a trick up her sleeve. Dr. Freedman had been here for awhile. She had met him briefly, because he came at the end of his shift. He seemed cordial enough. He looked her like an interesting subject later. She would be at the poker game within a little while, and her eye gleamed at was going to happen. Do you think I could give the Weaslys' twins a run for their money? She loved Harry Potter. It would have to be one of her favorites.

"Sarah! Sit over here!" Kellye called her over, motioning to sit with the rest of the nurses. With a tray of slop in her hand she readily agreed.

"Hey," She said with an easy smile. "How are you all?" She was careful not to say "guys." It still was a very male term, and not exactly the best one to use.

A distinct amount of pleasant grumblings made Sarah suspect they meant to say "good." Nurse Able gave a giggle leaned over and said conspiringly, "I saw Hawkeye making a move on you, did you fall for it?"

A review of giggles emitted from the table. "I bet he didn't, remember last time he tried to convince a fellow doctor to have a… romantic tryst?" "Are you crazy, this Hawkeye your talking about, of course, he did?" "Let her talk!"

They all looked at Sarah and she smiled. "All I had to do was show him this, and he got the message." She held up her left hand and let a certain ring sparkle. A bunch of "o" went around the table. Able leaned over, and Sarah thought she caught a brief moment of relief in her eye, but then dismissed it and asked, "So who's the lucky man?"

Sarah blushed slightly, and traced her ring with her index finger. "His name is Ben. He proposed 2 months, 3 weeks and 4 days ago."

After exclamations of begging for her to tell all, she started. "Well, Ben is full opposites. He, like me, is a surgeon. We fell in love during medical school, although we had met before. His grandfather and mine, although living far away got together every couple of years with some other buddies and brought us along. I'm told the first time we met when we were two, he tried to kiss me and I slapped him." At this more giggles ensued.

"His sister, became a good friend of mine, I stayed with them, in Maine, for a few weeks one summer. I was eleven then and Ben and I…didn't get along so well. I can't remember all our arguments, but I think it started when I could play baseball better than he could. Somehow though, we became friends by the end of the summer. We kept in touch, occasionally mainly because Susan, my friend, and I were pen pals. But then when I was seventeen my grandfather died. He and I had been very close. My parents thought it best if I got away from C- Ohio. So I went once again to Maine. Well, Ben and I saw more of each other that summer, since Susan had accepted a summer job taking care of this elderly lady. Ben and I both took jobs at the local clinic to help the doctors." Sarah paused wondering if she should continue the last rather private part. "Ben had a before school bash, and he needed a date. We would go just as friends. And we did and I had a splendid time. We agreed that if were ever desperate for a date again, we would call each other."

She didn't mention that at the end of that dance he and she had kissed, making things between them unbalance, but they had laughed and just pushed it aside for the time being. Both had accepted that the distance and their interests laid elsewhere for the time being.

"Contact between his family and mine somewhat diminished after my grandpa died, but we kept writing, oh, about all sort of things. He must of asked me a million questions about what to say to his girlfriends, he was sort of a playboy our senior year. I too, wrote for advice and a confidante outside my own town. It went both ways. We saw each other again when we were both accepted into John Hopkins after college."

"What's this story about?" Hawkeye sat down next to Able, with a gleam in his eye, as he checked her out. He had obviously come over from where he and BJ had been sitting with Colonel Potter. Sarah rolled her eyes in annoyance. Honestly, even Ben wasn't this annoying. Or maybe she was to in love with him to notice. But she didn't think so. Love doesn't make one blind to another's faults, just accept them.

"Sarah's love life." Kellye spoke up. Sarah could tell that she was indignant on her behalf. She felt a rush of warmth for Kellye. She continued, "Well, things began to change for us, I suppose. We did go out as a couple eventually and the rest is history."

Not really, but close enough. If I want to boil it down to that. She would tell more if she felt like it later. She had a poker game to attend.

0o0o0o0o

"What do you mean it's missing? Information like that just doesn't disappear!" The president of the United States paced back in forth. "What do you mean its been missing for a while? Don't you think you should have been worrying about it the moment it left your sight? Damn you and your silly I-want-to-preserve-my-title, that information could change the tide of the war. And for it to be on a flash drive and beyond our control could change the tide of the war! You find that soon enough or I swear to you that you will be in the stockade for treason of the United States and whatever else I can dig up on you!"

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"Where is that flash drive?" The man panicked. That information could get him back in the good graces of the inner circle. But where was it? Flash drives don't have legs to walk away on.

"Ben I'm gonna check for more wounded, in the next room. The guy said the room was secure." A young woman walked into a room. He prayed that he would not be found. That she would find the latch that hid him and his companions below the floor. Or, the idea occurred to him. She was unprotected. This would be a good hostage situation. He whispered to his companions what they would do. They burst out from the below the floor. The woman thinking fast hurled herself at him, Forcing him companions to stumble below. He grabbed onto her as she stumbled backward crying for help, she got the upper hand by knocking the gun out of his hand and pulling his neck and something snapped…

Suddenly, he knew who had it. And suddenly finding her had become a lot more important.

0o0o0o0

Sarah was walking to the Swamp for the poker game, when she saw a man in the darkness with a gun. Klinger was interrogating Hawkeye, BJ, Sidney and Margaret, and not paying attention. The man now was about to aim and fire. Running as fast as she could she shoved them all to the ground like a domino affect as a shot rang out.