"Continue on her IV and give her 24-7 coverage, we need her to get well we're ever going to find out what happened." Hawkeye told Margaret who nodded in a uneasy way before checking the girl's pulse once more and refilling her IV.

"Hawk....Hawkeye, psst Hawkeye!" Radar's voice came from the corner where his nose and mouth were hidden by a white sheet. "Colonel Blake needs to see you, Trapper and Major Burns right away!"

"Thanks Radar, I'll be there in a minute." Hawkeye placed the girls medical record back onto the bed stand and made his way to Henry Blake's office, as he walked, thoughts passed through his head, some asking the question 'When will this stupid war end?' 'What is my family doing right now?' And 'How much sump, could a sump pump, pump, if a sump pump could pump sump?' The last one had always bothered him. But lately life had gotten more complicated, people were coming and going, the world was spinning around and destroying itself at the same time, and the 4077 had to stitch up the remains.



In Colonel Blakes office, Trapper and Frank Burns sat waiting for Hawkeye to arrive, Henry was busy tying a fishing fly and really didn't notice the lack of people in the room. Frank was fiddling with his hands, trying to resist saying a statement that he would promptly regret because of Trapper's sarcasm.

"Oh where is he?" Frank complained girlishly, "We can't sit here all day!"

"Keep Hot Lips panties on, he'll be here soon." Trapper mumbled as he flipped through a dirty magazine sitting on Henry's desk, "he was in the post-op, checking on the girl."

"Radar!" Henry called, "Get Haw..." Radar's head popped around the corner.

"Captain Pierce is on his way sir."

"I really wish you would sto..."

"Stop doing it I know sir, sorry sir."Radar once again was one step ahead of Henry. For the next ten minutes no one said anything, Frank continued to fiddle with uncertainty and Trapper grinned happily at the pictures in the dirty magazine, then finally Hawkeye came in.

"Alright! What's up Henry?" He asked as he sat down on a chair next to Trapper.

"Radar bring me the..." Henry began.

"Here's the letter from the General, sir." Radar entered handing Henry a letter which had already been opened and read.

"Ah, thanks Radar, anyways, I just received this letter from the General. He's on his way up here to talk to the girl, he wants to know what happened to the village she was staying at. He also wants a full report on the operation, and because we were the ones that operated one her, I've assigned Radar to write the report." Henry finished as he began to tie another fishing fly.

"When's the general supposed to arrive Henry?" Trapper asked as he put down the magazine and picked up another one.

"Um in about an hour, will the anaesthetic have worn off by then?" Henry asked Hawkeye.

"I hope so, but there's no guarantee." Hawkeye replied. Silence crept along, no one said a word in fear of saying something someone might regret later on. After about five minutes Radar burst through the door of Henry Blake's office.

"Sir General Hammond is outside," Radar began before the General let himself in , "Inside your office sir."

"General Hammond, It's wonderful to see you again sir!" Henry said as he and the other surgeons saluted.



"These are Captains Pierce..." Henry began before Hawkeye cut in.

"And these are captains McIntyre"

The General sighed, he had been warned about these two, "At ease gentlemen, now tell me about his patient you received..."