Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except one. I'm just
borrowing them for your entertainment, so enjoy.
A/N: Sorry if I confused anyone. I had two different accounts for my different types of fanfics, and I wanted to put them together, that's why this is reposted. I apologize for any confusion.
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"Attention! Attention! All personal. Incoming wounded!" The announcement came over the P.A.
Hawkeye moaned and turned over in his bed. They had just gotten off 18 straight hours of surgery, but of course when you're in the army, that's normal.
B.J. was up putting on his clothes, and Hawkeye hadn't moved, so he threw a pillow that hit him right in the face, and stayed there.
"Come on, get up." B.J. said still half asleep.
"Just give me 10 more minutes honey."
"They don't have 10 minutes and I'm not your honey. Get up."
"Ok, I'm coming," Hawkeye groaned and slowly climbed out of bed.
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"Frank. What are you doing?" Hawkeye asked entering one of the buses. "I just saw two patients being sent to pre-op first with superficial wounds."
"Maybe if you guys read the army rulebook once in a while you would know that army regulations say to take Americans first, then allies, then the enemy." Frank said with a smug expression on his face.
"Frank, if these North Koreans don't get into O.R. now they aren't going to make it"
"Well tough for them."
"Goldman. Take these two first."
"You are undermining my authority." Frank said getting very angry.
"So, what's new?" Hawkeye replied before leaving to scrub for O.R.
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They had been operating fir about 2 hours when Radar entered looking a little pale.
"Hawkeye, can I see you outside." He asked, sounding a little nervous. "B.J., can you take over for me?"
"Sure Hawk."
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"I wonder what this is all about," Hawkeye thought to himself as he left the O.R.
"Sir. We have a little problem with one of the patients." Radar informed him.
They walked over to one of the stretchers. "The kid looks ok." Hawkeye thought to himself. "Except for the belly wound.
"What's the problem Radar?" Hawkeye asked confused.
"Sir, you're not going to believe this."
"Just tell me, Radar."
"Ok. He's a she."
"He's a what?" Hawkeye asked really confused.
"His tags read Christopher Morris, but he is definitely a she."
"Ok. Just send her in."
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A/N: I know it's kinda short but I hope to have it updated soon. Please leave a review, and if you have any suggestions or anything they are greatly appreciated. You can e-mail me at corporalcupcake253@hotmail.com and put the subject as fanfic or something like that so I know it's not junk mail.
A/N: Sorry if I confused anyone. I had two different accounts for my different types of fanfics, and I wanted to put them together, that's why this is reposted. I apologize for any confusion.
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"Attention! Attention! All personal. Incoming wounded!" The announcement came over the P.A.
Hawkeye moaned and turned over in his bed. They had just gotten off 18 straight hours of surgery, but of course when you're in the army, that's normal.
B.J. was up putting on his clothes, and Hawkeye hadn't moved, so he threw a pillow that hit him right in the face, and stayed there.
"Come on, get up." B.J. said still half asleep.
"Just give me 10 more minutes honey."
"They don't have 10 minutes and I'm not your honey. Get up."
"Ok, I'm coming," Hawkeye groaned and slowly climbed out of bed.
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"Frank. What are you doing?" Hawkeye asked entering one of the buses. "I just saw two patients being sent to pre-op first with superficial wounds."
"Maybe if you guys read the army rulebook once in a while you would know that army regulations say to take Americans first, then allies, then the enemy." Frank said with a smug expression on his face.
"Frank, if these North Koreans don't get into O.R. now they aren't going to make it"
"Well tough for them."
"Goldman. Take these two first."
"You are undermining my authority." Frank said getting very angry.
"So, what's new?" Hawkeye replied before leaving to scrub for O.R.
**********
They had been operating fir about 2 hours when Radar entered looking a little pale.
"Hawkeye, can I see you outside." He asked, sounding a little nervous. "B.J., can you take over for me?"
"Sure Hawk."
**********
"I wonder what this is all about," Hawkeye thought to himself as he left the O.R.
"Sir. We have a little problem with one of the patients." Radar informed him.
They walked over to one of the stretchers. "The kid looks ok." Hawkeye thought to himself. "Except for the belly wound.
"What's the problem Radar?" Hawkeye asked confused.
"Sir, you're not going to believe this."
"Just tell me, Radar."
"Ok. He's a she."
"He's a what?" Hawkeye asked really confused.
"His tags read Christopher Morris, but he is definitely a she."
"Ok. Just send her in."
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A/N: I know it's kinda short but I hope to have it updated soon. Please leave a review, and if you have any suggestions or anything they are greatly appreciated. You can e-mail me at corporalcupcake253@hotmail.com and put the subject as fanfic or something like that so I know it's not junk mail.