Chapter Four
Okay, so maybe he didn't faint, but he sure did feel like he would. Margaret made her way slowly to him and hugged him, laughing merrily as her large, round stomach got in the way. She planted a friendly kiss on his cheek and turned, smilingly, to Peg.
"Oh, you must be Peg! We all heard so much about you from BJ, here. You sure are a lucky woman."
Peg Hunnicut nodded and gave Margaret a gentle hug. "You are too, from the looks of it." Nodding happily she put one arm around Hawkeye's waist and smiled up at him.
"Erin!"
"I'm right here, mom."
The twelve year old girl said from behind them, rolling her eyes slightly as her mother turned around and blushed a bit. "Will you go get your brothers?" "But moooom..." "No buts, young lady. Please go get your brothers, now." With a sigh, Erin stalked over to the tireswing, and the group of older people could see her mouth moving furiously, one arm straight as a ramrod pointing towards them. Quickly, Charlie and Ben came running.
"Margaret," Somehow BJ had managed to find his voice again, and replaced his surprised expression with a great-to-see-you-again look. "These are my two sons, Charles and Benjamin Franklin.
"Oh, BJ, they're adorable! And Erin is absolutely darling! My, she's grown so much. I still remember those baby pictures you used to show us back at camp..."
She was smiling at Erin, who was now standing behind her mother, but it was a distant smile. Hawkeye and BJ had the same far-off looks in their eyes. When Margaret had mentioned camp, it was a flurry of memories. Suddenly the three of them jumped at Peg's voice when she said "Are you three alright...?" They nodded. Hawkeye waved a hand at them toward the house.
"Come on! Let's go in. The others won't be here til tomorrow." "Who else is comin', Hawk?" He grinned excitedly. "Everybody! Potter, Klinger, Radar, Sydney, Charles Emerson Winchester the THIRD," Back in Korea, they had all gotten sick of hearing that long name over and over and over again. Now the sound of it made BJ chuckle quietly. "And, of course... Frank."
"FRANK?!"
BJ exploded, his hazle eyes wide with shock. "Who the heck invited Frank?!" "I did, BJ." Margaret said quietly from beside Hawkeye. He settled down. "Well, I suppose you have your reasons..." His mood went from shocked and almost angry to teasing. Margaret slapped his wrist and scowled slightly, shaking her head.
Okay, so maybe he didn't faint, but he sure did feel like he would. Margaret made her way slowly to him and hugged him, laughing merrily as her large, round stomach got in the way. She planted a friendly kiss on his cheek and turned, smilingly, to Peg.
"Oh, you must be Peg! We all heard so much about you from BJ, here. You sure are a lucky woman."
Peg Hunnicut nodded and gave Margaret a gentle hug. "You are too, from the looks of it." Nodding happily she put one arm around Hawkeye's waist and smiled up at him.
"Erin!"
"I'm right here, mom."
The twelve year old girl said from behind them, rolling her eyes slightly as her mother turned around and blushed a bit. "Will you go get your brothers?" "But moooom..." "No buts, young lady. Please go get your brothers, now." With a sigh, Erin stalked over to the tireswing, and the group of older people could see her mouth moving furiously, one arm straight as a ramrod pointing towards them. Quickly, Charlie and Ben came running.
"Margaret," Somehow BJ had managed to find his voice again, and replaced his surprised expression with a great-to-see-you-again look. "These are my two sons, Charles and Benjamin Franklin.
"Oh, BJ, they're adorable! And Erin is absolutely darling! My, she's grown so much. I still remember those baby pictures you used to show us back at camp..."
She was smiling at Erin, who was now standing behind her mother, but it was a distant smile. Hawkeye and BJ had the same far-off looks in their eyes. When Margaret had mentioned camp, it was a flurry of memories. Suddenly the three of them jumped at Peg's voice when she said "Are you three alright...?" They nodded. Hawkeye waved a hand at them toward the house.
"Come on! Let's go in. The others won't be here til tomorrow." "Who else is comin', Hawk?" He grinned excitedly. "Everybody! Potter, Klinger, Radar, Sydney, Charles Emerson Winchester the THIRD," Back in Korea, they had all gotten sick of hearing that long name over and over and over again. Now the sound of it made BJ chuckle quietly. "And, of course... Frank."
"FRANK?!"
BJ exploded, his hazle eyes wide with shock. "Who the heck invited Frank?!" "I did, BJ." Margaret said quietly from beside Hawkeye. He settled down. "Well, I suppose you have your reasons..." His mood went from shocked and almost angry to teasing. Margaret slapped his wrist and scowled slightly, shaking her head.
