~Your all going to hate me after this.



Sara sat on her bunk, night had come, had she made the right choice? Yes she decided firmly, she had. Trapper sat across from her on his bunk, the silence was eerie, he knew he had to say something but what.

"You... you wanna talk about it?" He asked quietly.

"No," Sara said, "No thanks, just... I made the right choice, didn't I?"

Trapper smiled, "I'm sure you did. What ever you did do is right."

"But, what if-?"

"No 'what if's" Trapper said, "It will work out, no matter what you wrote down on those papers."

Sara smiled weakly, "Thanks Trapper."

"No problem Kiddo, now get some sleep, doctors orders."





Radar had been hearing helicopters all day, in and out of his senses. He kept going to tell Henry but he kept getting distracted. Now it was almost midnight, the choppers were getting closer, but now everyone heard them.

"Trapper?" Sara said as she sat up on the edge of her bed, "You hear that?"

"Yeah," Trapper replied, "I hear em'."

"They're...they're not allies are they?"

"No," Trapper said bluntly, "I don't think they are."

Who thought a world could be so easily ripped apart, one day is perfect and a few hours later it faces destruction of all kind. Shouts came up from the camp, the helicopters landed. Gunfire erupted from every direction, Sara was frozen to the spot. Suddenly the door to the Swamp was kicked open, five North Korean soldiers stood in the door way, rifles pointed at Sara and Trapper. Frank was over in Margaret's tent.

The soldiers spoke something in Korean, "What do they want?" Trapper asked.

"They..." Sara swallowed, "They want me to come with them."

"I thought you didn't know any Korean..."

"I bluffed."

Trapper would never forget those simple words, 'I bluffed.' The soldiers ran forward and grabbed Sara around the waist, dragging her to her feet.

"Trapper!" She screamed.

The doctor jumped to his feet but promptly sat down when two rifles were aimed at his face, the remaining soldiers dragged Sara from the tent, one covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming, the other hit her over the back of the head, rendering her unconscious.

Trapper couldn't do anything to stop it.

And just like that they were gone, the enemy left as quickly as they had come, their goal: To destroy a M*A*S*H camp and stop them from helping any more of their allies. They had succeeded.

The camp was destroyed.

Many were wounded.

Sara was gone.

Trapper had failed Hawkeye.