The flu epidemic passed quickly after Sara and Hawkeye had their conversation, neither of them had talked to Frank or Margaret about ending those letters... Then He came. Colonel Sam Flagg, the minute he set foot back into the 4077th, everyone knew that it would be near impossible to make him leave again.

"I don't get it," Sara said one day as she lay on her cot in the Swamp, flipping through a magazine, "What's wrong with Colonel Flagg?"

"The question is," Hawkeye said, "What's not wrong with him?"

"He's always convinced that someone is a communist supervisor." Trapper said as he poured himself a drink, "Wonder who he's after now..."

"Why do I have the strangest suspicion that Ferret Face has something to do with this?" Hawkeye muttered, Sara chuckled and sat up on her cot.

"Really? You think we should confirm that?" She asked.

Hawkeye and Trapper stared at her, and then each other, "I know that look in your eyes," Hawkeye said, "You're plotting something evil."

"Perhaps," The girl replied, "But I doubt it will go anywhere, my plots usually don't get passed stage one."

"To the post op!" Trapper said as he finished his drink, "let's give Frank a little talking to." The terrible trio walked, almost ran, from the Swamp to the post-op ward. As soon as they entered through the doors they could see Ferret Face Burns checking a patients vital signs. His eyes were closed as he listened in a stethoscope to the patients heart beat. Hawkeye motioned for them to be quiet as he carefully picked up the end of the stethoscope.

"Hello Frank!" He practically yelled into it, the malpractising doctor jumped slightly and glared at him.

"Hiya Frank." Trapper said.

"Hi Frank." Sara said.

"Oh you'd all like that wouldn't you?" He said, "What do you want?" he demanded angrily, "I've got patients to tend to."

"Yes you wouldn't want to get behind on your malpractice now would you?" Trapper said.

"Say Frank, did you know that Colonel Flagg is here?" Hawkeye asked rather innocently.

Frank looked up, "You don't say, wonder what he wants..."

"Like you don't know," Trapper says, "Bet you and Hot Lips had something to do with it don't you?"

"I don't know what your talking about," Frank retorted, "I have nothing to do with..."

"Just remember Frank," Sara said, "We know which cot is yours." Frank eyes opened wide and he stared at the trio with his mouth hanging open, casually they walked from the post op back to the Swamp.

"Wait," Hawkeye stood by the Swamp's door, not ready to go in, "What's the chance that he's waiting in there now?"

"I'd say 89 percent chance." Trapper said.

"From what you've told me I'll say he definitely is in there," Sara said.

"Care to place a bet on that?" Trapper asked.

"You're on." She replied, "Five dollars."

"Fair enough."

Hawkeye smiled at his friends and opened the Swamp door. Low and behold, Colonel Flagg sat on Hawkeye's cot, he's squinting eyes shifted and rested on Sara who was hiding slightly behind Hawkeye.

"Well, well, well we meet again Pierce and McIntyre. And I can see this time your brought a partner in crime."

Hawkeye and Trapper looked around, "Partner in crime?" Hawkeye began, "Who?"

'That little girl that's standing behind you." Flagg replied, Hawkeye looked down at Sara.

"I'm a very threatening thirteen year old." She replied.

"Clearly," Trapper replied, "You won't get away with your sympathy for long!"

Flagg raised an eyebrow and glared slightly at the girl, "Sympathizer?"

Sara lightly nudged Trapper in the ribs with her elbow, "Shh, you'll give me away."

"Can we help you with something Colonel Flagg?" Hawkeye asked, "Information? Files? Lobotomy?"

"Information..." Flagg replied, "About a certain new member of the 4077th..."

"Really?" Hawkeye asked, suddenly he knew what this was about, "And who would that be?"

Flagg took out a notepad and flipped through a few pages, "A one Sara Howard, you know her?"

They all exchanged glances, "We might have met her at one point in time," Trapper said, "So what?"

"So," Flagg said, "General Clayton isn't to happy about keeping her here, he wants me to try to find out anything i can about her that get her sent somewhere else."

"Well good luck," Hawkeye said, "Now why don't you go bother one of the communists?"

"Communists?" Flagg asked, his ears perked up, "In this camp?"

"Oh sure," Trapper said with the utmost sarcasm, "They're everywhere, want us to point them out?"

"No," Flagg said, "It's my job, I'll find them myself."

"Suit yourself." Hawkeye said, Flagg walked out of the Swamp and no one said a word for several minutes.

"Is he insane?" Sara asked.

"I think so," Hawkeye said, "At least he'll leave you alone for a while."

"Yeah," Sara muttered, "How long does he usually stay?"

"Until he get's what he wants."

"Can't we just tell him all he wants to know?"

"We could," Trapper said, "But that would be to easy, now I suggest we do something that involves spam..."