~I can see the headlines now, Fan fic writer dies as angry mob brutally tears her apart in reviews, haha... I cant wait for the reviews on this ;)



He woke up.

The talk with Trapper, Sara dying, it had all been one terrible dream that refused to end. He sighed and realized he was laying on a cot, staring at the post op ward ceiling. How long had he been like that?

Long enough.

Early morning light shone through the window giving the room a eerie glow. Hawkeye sighed, sat up and looked over to Sara's cot.

She was gone.

Hawkeye jumped to his feet and made one short step over to her cot where he fell down onto his knees. It hadn't been a dream... It had all be real...

"Hawkeye?"

It was Trapper's voice.

But Hawkeye didn't turn around, he didn't want to hear or acknowledge Trapper.

"Pierce?"

Henry, but Hawkeye didn't care, he didn't care about anything anymore.

Nothing mattered, not now, this war, this damned war was to blame, the death, the despair. Why had none of the other casualties mattered? Why did she have to come the 4077th and make her way in to Hawkeye's heart? Why did she have to come and hurt him like this?

"Hawkeye?"

That voice...

"Hey..."

Like an angel's...

"Hawk?"

He turned around slowly, like he didn't believe what he was hearing. There at the opposite end on the post op ward, wearing the same ratty jeans and tank top she had worn when she came to the 4077th, was Sara.

Trapper stood behind her, he smiled at Hawkeye.

"Hey..." The young girl smiled weakly.

"Hey..." Hawkeye slowly walked up to the girl and looked at her, he couldn't believe it, after all she had gone through, she was alive.

Hawkeye leaned over and swept Sara up in a hug, not wanting to let her go, ever.

"You're alive... I can't believe it..." Hawkeye sobbed as he held her closer, "I just can't believe it..."

Sara laughed and looked up at him, "You don't regret it do you?"

"Regret what?"

"Adopting me?"

Hawkeye laughed, "Not for a minute, Never..." He looked at her sternly, "Never leave me like that again..."

"I won't," Sara promised, "I'm sorry..."