Let's Explore That-Chapter Two: Trapper

"Okay, Trapper, you're next." Trapper stood up, stretched, and made a big show of yawning. "Just get on with it, McIntyre!" Frank bellowed. "Maybe with Margaret, but not with you. I'm not THAT perverted, y'know." Doctor Todd waved a hand in the air. "Okay, okay, that's enough. Trapper, please tell us why you're here."

"My story's the same as Hawk's, with a few variations. We were considered the troublemakers of the 4077th, not like we minded. We shared a tent with Doctor Hitler here," he said, gesturing to Frank. Frank glared. "We weren't regular Army, so we didn't see why we had to act like snobby, cruel, couldn't-care-less doctors. Hawk and I would always show up in formation, all right, but we dressed for comfort, yet style."

"They always wore their robes to roll call, Doctor!" Margaret protested. "Quiet, I want to hear more." Trap continued. "In OR, the one thought on everyone's mind was to get the hell outta there and grab a nurse. One particular nurse was a real doll. Lieutenant Dish," Trapper sighed happily at the thought of her. "Was she a good nurse?" questioned Doctor Todd. Frank let out a snort. "I guess so, but what I'm really talkin' about is after OR hours." Hawkeye smiled. Trapper crossed his arms. "The only problem though was that deep inside of me was a feeling of guilt."

Doctor Todd was interested. "What do you mean, guilt? You loved her, didn't you?" Trapper sighed again. "Well, yeah, as much as I loved, and still love, my wife." Doctor Todd gasped. "You mean to say, you were . . .cheating on your wife?" Trapper began shifting weight from one foot to the other. "I guess so." "Does she know about it?" Trap blinked nervously. "Well, um . . .no, actually. She has no idea."

"Ah . . .I see." Doctor Todd cleared her throat. "Let's explore that. You may sit down, Trapper." As Trap bent to sit down, Frank stuck out his foot and knocked over Trap's chair. Trapper landed on the floor with a thud. Doctor Todd sighed impatiently. "All right, no more collapsing chairs! Trapper, how's your relationship with your wife?" Trap waited until he had set his chair back up and sat down before answering. "Fine right now, she's four months pregnant." "Oh, congrats! How come you didn't tell me?" Hawkeye asked with mock anger. Trap shrugged.

Doctor Todd leaned towards Trapper. She started to say something when Hawk broke in. "Easy, not too close." Trapper gave a small laugh. Doctor Todd, wisely deciding to ignore Hawkeye, kept her attention fixed on Trapper. "Now, listen up. I know all about being cheated on, unfortunately. My husband did it once, but only after six heavily alcoholic martinis. Be honest with your wife. After all, you two promised in your wedding vows to always be true to each other. Remember, when you tell her, someone will be at your side, supporting you," and with that, Doctor Todd pointed upward. Trapper nodded sagely. "Okay, Doc. Thanks." Doctor Todd grabbed her pen from behind her ear and marked something in her notebook, then closed it and looked at Frank. "Frank, you're up. What've you got for us?"