A/N: Sorry I haven't written in forever! I was busy working on another story and I had a volleyball camp, which drained my energy, but here's a chapter for you! Please review, I wont' post until i get at least two reviews! I only get one review a chapter, and I love it, I just would like to know if anyone else loves this too.

The next morning Hana woke up early and got dressed while taking out a few sets of clothing to take with her to Tokyo the next day, along with her dress uniform. Once she had everything Hana walked out to get some of food, if that was a fitting name for it. When she had entered the mess tent there was one presence lacking, Hawkeye, she did happen to find his other tent mate, the reasonable one. BJ looked up when she sat down by him, "Hana what are you doing here?"

"I'm not sure, why are you here alone?" she took a cautious sip of her coffee.

"Hawkeye went down to post-op to see the patient he's really worried about."

"Must be a pretty bad case then," Hana thought that over.

"Yeah, an infection is very possible and Hawkeye wants to make sure he's alright."

"Hmm, he's in post-op you said?"

"Yeah."

"Well I think I'll go see how he is," she started to get up.

"I think he beat you to it," BJ motioned at Hawk coming in the mess tent.

Hawkeye came in and sat down next to BJ, "How is he?"

"Not worse so that's some improvement, but he complained of some abdominal pain, and I don't know what that could be…" he trailed off thinking.

"That could just be a normal post-operative pain," BJ suggested.

"God, I hope your right."

"Hawkeye, I um, I'm going to Tokyo tomorrow on a weekend pass, is there anything you need?" she asked hoping to get his mind off the patient.

"No," he got up and left the mess tent and continued to wander out in the cold air of that morning.

"I wonder if he even heard me," Hana mused shaking her head.

"Probably not, he's so devoted to his work it's almost scary," BJ looked to her and back to the camp.

"You know that's really helpful advice," she added sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, forget I said it."

"I can't you've already said it," she looked out thinking about what had just been said.

Hawkeye walked across the compound to the hospital where his patient was. His thoughts were on Private Jacobs, when he entered he saw that he was asleep, "Nurse."

The nurse on duty came over to him, "Yes, doctor?"

"Did Private Jacobs complain of any more pain?"

"Yes, some, but he said it wasn't as bad as yesterdays," she explained.

"Alright thank you, Donovan," she walked away leaving Hawkeye to watch the patient on the bed. He continued to go over in his mind all the things that could possibly go wrong. He had had fragments in the bowel and the surgery had taken a while because of all the very small pieces, and the bowel could become infected because of the time spent on the table and the tricky surgery.

Hana came into post-op to see Hawkeye deep in thought. She went up to him and touched his arm causing him to look towards her, "Hawk, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah sure," Hawkeye followed her outside post-op.

Hana pulled her jacket closer as the late October weather was taking its toll on the Californian native, "Hawkeye, I wanted to tell you that I'll be leaving for Tokyo tomorrow morning, and I was wondering if you wanted to spend some time with me before I leave."

"Yeah sure, that'd be a great idea," he led the way to her tent. Once inside the two sat together talking, Hawkeye seemed far away throughout their talk.

When Hana leaned into kiss him he seemed in a distant place not obliging to it as he normally did. She pulled away from him a hint of question and anger in her eyes, "Hawkeye what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Hana," he got up to walk to the other side of the tent. "I just can't think, all I can think about is Private Jacobs."

"Well if you didn't want to see me then you could've just said so," Hana got up and walked over to where he was.

"It's not that it's just-" Hana cut him off.

"You're just too devoted to your work that you can't think about anything else, is that right?"

Hawkeye sighed, "Hana-"

"Get out Hawkeye," he looked up at her with a shocked expression, "Out."

Hawkeye reluctantly left the tent and wandered back to post-op. Hana fell back on the bed, she wanted to spend that time with Hawkeye but she couldn't do that with him not even in the same tent as she was. So as an alternative, she went to the other man in camp who she could spend some time with. It's just this once; I still love Hawkeye, just not the way he is now, she thought.

Hana knocked on the chaplain's door hoping he was there. And just by chance, he was. Francis opened the door and saw the nurse standing there. "Hana, what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to talk to you," she looked away from him.

He nodded and let her in, "So is there anything you wanted to talk about?"

"Yeah, you know how I said that I had feelings for you?" he nodded, "Well I wanted to know how strong your feelings are for me," Hana sat down in chair as did he.

"Alright Hana, how do I explain this? I am madly in love with you. I can't stop thinking about you you're in my thoughts my dreams," he stood up and took a step towards her, "I want to get to know you and show you my love for you."

"Then do it," he looked at her very surprised. "I'm not saying that I feel the same way, I just want to know what you do feel for me."

He nodded before walking towards her. Hana stood up and watched his movements. He reached and grabbed her chin lifting her head up softly. He bent down and kissed her. It was calm yet she could tell he was holding back. She kissed more and he understood. It soon became a thing of passion, full of the love that he felt for her. He strayed from her lips to her chin then back. She pushed him away and then looked into his eyes. She turned quickly away and left his tent.

When the cold late October air hit her she sighed, relieved that she had left. Hana decided to go to her tent to finish packing the rest of her things for her trip to Tokyo in the morning.

She was finished packing but she couldn't help but think about Hawkeye and if he was in the same state of mind, so to speak. Hana decided to go to the swamp to find out. When she knocked it was BJ who opened the door.

"Hi Hana, come in," she stepped inside, "Did you need something?"

"I came to see if Hawkeye's patient was any better."

"Ok, in answer to your question no, and Hawkeye right now is alternating between the Officer's Club and post-op."

Hana nodded, "BJ, does Hawkeye do this often?"

"Not normally, but he might if he has a case bad enough." Hana nodded and sat absentmindedly on Hawkeye's bunk.

BJ poured a drink and handed it to her, "Here."

Hana looked up and shook her head at the offer, "I don't drink."

"You'll change your mind eventually," he shrugged.

"Fine," she snatched the drink and drank the lightly filled glass. "I now know why I don't drink, that's awful." She handed the glass back to BJ.

"Ah, you get used to it, anymore?"

"I like my stomach lining thank you though," she turned and lay down on the bunk.

"Worried?" BJ sat down next to her.

"A little, confused mostly." BJ got up and walked over to his bunk, when he turned around he saw that Hana had fallen asleep. He smiled and covered her with an extra blanket.

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