Disclaimer- Don't own, wanna, not making any money, cause I'm poor! Ask my
wallet! I'm just playing around with them, and I promise to return so you
can play with them too!
A/N: A lot of ppl did this already, but I wanna! Plus I got a good idea,
and u know wat, ppl might have already done this, but I don't CARE! NO I
DON'T! And I want all feedback! Yes yes I do! This is my alternate ending
to 'What's up Doc'
Miracles Can Come True
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After a relaxing dinner, the two headed back to the hotel room. Margaret never thought she could have a good time with Hawkeye Pierce. He was more caring about her needs and desires. When the entered the room, Margaret immediately dropped onto the couch.
"You okay?"
"Fine, just a little tired." She said as he sat next to her.
"Well you should head to bed, your appointment is tomorrow morning."
"I know that." She snapped. "I'm sorry. I think I'm going to take a shower then go to bed."
"Want some help?" He asked standing up and following her into the bathroom.
"NO!" She scowled closing the door. Hawkeye smiled and went back into the living area and turned on the TV. After Margaret was finished she walked out and saw him sleeping on the couch. He was a such a good man, and more caring then he seemed. She put the blanket over him, and walked into the bedroom area. She crawled into bed and thought. Even if she was pregnant, she would be by herself. He may love her, but he wasn't the type that would stick by. All she needed was a miracle. Slowly she allowed herself to sleep. The next morning she as awoken by morning light shinning through the window. She laid there not opening her eyes, listening to the man in the room shuffling doing his own things. A little while later he walked in to see her lying there with a smile on her face.
"Morning."
"Good morning." She smiled, opening her eyes.
"Sleep good?"
"Yes thank you. What time is it?"
"9:30. Come on, your appointment is in an hour."
"I know. I'm going to get dressed."
"Then we'll go out for breakfast." Margaret smiled as he walked out of the room. Once she was dressed she walked out to find him writing a letter.
"What are you doing?"
"Just writing to my mother."
"Oh?" Margaret said a little confused.
"She's dead, but I do this. It helps me get things off my mind."
"Oh, are you ready to go now?"
"Sure." He smiled closing the book he was writing in and grabbing his jacket. After the two had a nice brunch they headed towards the doctors. Hawkeye sat in the waiting room while she was in with the doctor. Hawkeye looked around at the other men around. They were all sitting impatiently waiting to know if they were going to be fathers. One man sat down beside him and smiled.
"I'm Dirk."
"Hawkeye. Waiting for you wife?"
"Yeah, you?"
"No, a friend."
"Oh. Her first?"
"Yeah. Yours?"
"Third. Amy had an appointment to check her progress."
"Three, wow."
"Yeah. Grace and Anthony, their twins. When Amy found out she was pregnant with them we moved to Tokyo, but I'm stationed here, and so is her doctor."
"I'm a doctor, I'm stationed at the 4077th MASH."
"Really? I've heard about that place. My friend's wife is stationed there."
"Oh who?"
"Margaret Pennopscot. Apparently she went and screwed some lousy surgeon and go pregnant. Then Don wanted a divorce."
"Oh really?" Hawkeye asked as he felt his blood boiling.
"Yeah, she's a real looker tough."
"Hawkeye." Margaret smiled walking over to him.
"Hey Hon." He smiled standing up. Margaret looked over at Dirk and smiled.
"Hello Dirk, how's Amy?"
"Fine." He said sharply. Margaret nodded and looked at Hawkeye. He sensed she was uncomfortable and they left.
"So when do we find out?"
"He said he'll call us tonight. Hawk I'm scared."
"Why?"
"I don't know." She breathed. Hawkeye wrapped an arm around her waist.
"What do you say we do some shopping?"
"Okay." She smiled. Together the two walked around Seoul for the afternoon, then went out for dinner. After a nice relaxing dinner they walked back to the room to wait for their results. They ended up playing Scrabble until he phoned. Margaret picked up the phone after the second ring,
"Hello?"
"Hi, Major Houlihan?"
" Yes."
"This is Doctor Jamesons office, we have your results."
"Oh."
"Well Major, you're not pregnant. The tests showed negative, the Doctor said that it was the amount of stress."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome." The young woman said. "Good bye."
"Bye." Margaret sighed hanging up the phone. She walked back to the table and smiled slightly.
"Well?"
"No. We're not going to have a baby."
"Oh." He said sadly. "Did you want to have a baby?"
"Not right now, someday yes. Its just not the right timing. I haven't found the person I can spend the rest of my life with and raise a child. What about you?"
"Someday. When I find the right woman. I have to admit that when you told me, I was delighted."
"You really want to be a father don't you?"
"I do." He smiled. The two talked and decided that whatever happened they would be there for each other.
When they returned to camp, they went back to their routine. BJ noticed something different about them. They were more civilized and came to the other for support. By the time the war ended they were in love with each other but never showed it. He had to do something. With the help of Colonel Potter they got Margaret transferred to Portland VA, and arranged for them to meet up. When they did, they attached to each other and never let go.
That's when they had me, their daughter Lily Margaret Pierce. That's the story of how my parents got together. After I was born my sister and brothers were born. Abigail Heather, Benjamin Franklin JR., Matthew Sherman, Jonathon Charles, and Daniel Sherman. We owe our existence to my Uncle BJ Hunnicut, and one bottle of scotch in an abandoned hut, in the middle of South Korea.
Miracles Can Come True
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After a relaxing dinner, the two headed back to the hotel room. Margaret never thought she could have a good time with Hawkeye Pierce. He was more caring about her needs and desires. When the entered the room, Margaret immediately dropped onto the couch.
"You okay?"
"Fine, just a little tired." She said as he sat next to her.
"Well you should head to bed, your appointment is tomorrow morning."
"I know that." She snapped. "I'm sorry. I think I'm going to take a shower then go to bed."
"Want some help?" He asked standing up and following her into the bathroom.
"NO!" She scowled closing the door. Hawkeye smiled and went back into the living area and turned on the TV. After Margaret was finished she walked out and saw him sleeping on the couch. He was a such a good man, and more caring then he seemed. She put the blanket over him, and walked into the bedroom area. She crawled into bed and thought. Even if she was pregnant, she would be by herself. He may love her, but he wasn't the type that would stick by. All she needed was a miracle. Slowly she allowed herself to sleep. The next morning she as awoken by morning light shinning through the window. She laid there not opening her eyes, listening to the man in the room shuffling doing his own things. A little while later he walked in to see her lying there with a smile on her face.
"Morning."
"Good morning." She smiled, opening her eyes.
"Sleep good?"
"Yes thank you. What time is it?"
"9:30. Come on, your appointment is in an hour."
"I know. I'm going to get dressed."
"Then we'll go out for breakfast." Margaret smiled as he walked out of the room. Once she was dressed she walked out to find him writing a letter.
"What are you doing?"
"Just writing to my mother."
"Oh?" Margaret said a little confused.
"She's dead, but I do this. It helps me get things off my mind."
"Oh, are you ready to go now?"
"Sure." He smiled closing the book he was writing in and grabbing his jacket. After the two had a nice brunch they headed towards the doctors. Hawkeye sat in the waiting room while she was in with the doctor. Hawkeye looked around at the other men around. They were all sitting impatiently waiting to know if they were going to be fathers. One man sat down beside him and smiled.
"I'm Dirk."
"Hawkeye. Waiting for you wife?"
"Yeah, you?"
"No, a friend."
"Oh. Her first?"
"Yeah. Yours?"
"Third. Amy had an appointment to check her progress."
"Three, wow."
"Yeah. Grace and Anthony, their twins. When Amy found out she was pregnant with them we moved to Tokyo, but I'm stationed here, and so is her doctor."
"I'm a doctor, I'm stationed at the 4077th MASH."
"Really? I've heard about that place. My friend's wife is stationed there."
"Oh who?"
"Margaret Pennopscot. Apparently she went and screwed some lousy surgeon and go pregnant. Then Don wanted a divorce."
"Oh really?" Hawkeye asked as he felt his blood boiling.
"Yeah, she's a real looker tough."
"Hawkeye." Margaret smiled walking over to him.
"Hey Hon." He smiled standing up. Margaret looked over at Dirk and smiled.
"Hello Dirk, how's Amy?"
"Fine." He said sharply. Margaret nodded and looked at Hawkeye. He sensed she was uncomfortable and they left.
"So when do we find out?"
"He said he'll call us tonight. Hawk I'm scared."
"Why?"
"I don't know." She breathed. Hawkeye wrapped an arm around her waist.
"What do you say we do some shopping?"
"Okay." She smiled. Together the two walked around Seoul for the afternoon, then went out for dinner. After a nice relaxing dinner they walked back to the room to wait for their results. They ended up playing Scrabble until he phoned. Margaret picked up the phone after the second ring,
"Hello?"
"Hi, Major Houlihan?"
" Yes."
"This is Doctor Jamesons office, we have your results."
"Oh."
"Well Major, you're not pregnant. The tests showed negative, the Doctor said that it was the amount of stress."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome." The young woman said. "Good bye."
"Bye." Margaret sighed hanging up the phone. She walked back to the table and smiled slightly.
"Well?"
"No. We're not going to have a baby."
"Oh." He said sadly. "Did you want to have a baby?"
"Not right now, someday yes. Its just not the right timing. I haven't found the person I can spend the rest of my life with and raise a child. What about you?"
"Someday. When I find the right woman. I have to admit that when you told me, I was delighted."
"You really want to be a father don't you?"
"I do." He smiled. The two talked and decided that whatever happened they would be there for each other.
When they returned to camp, they went back to their routine. BJ noticed something different about them. They were more civilized and came to the other for support. By the time the war ended they were in love with each other but never showed it. He had to do something. With the help of Colonel Potter they got Margaret transferred to Portland VA, and arranged for them to meet up. When they did, they attached to each other and never let go.
That's when they had me, their daughter Lily Margaret Pierce. That's the story of how my parents got together. After I was born my sister and brothers were born. Abigail Heather, Benjamin Franklin JR., Matthew Sherman, Jonathon Charles, and Daniel Sherman. We owe our existence to my Uncle BJ Hunnicut, and one bottle of scotch in an abandoned hut, in the middle of South Korea.