As they got off the plane Margaret held the toddler's hand as they made their way through the crowd. Margaret noticed a familiar figure. A huge smile spread across her face as they made eye contact.

"PIERCE!" She called as she walked over to him.

"Margaret! I've missed you so much." He said gathering her into his arms; oblivious to the little girl attached to her mother's leg.

"I've missed you too." Margaret replied as she enjoyed his arms around her. They stood there in silence, until the toddler piped up.

"Mommy, where we?"

"Maine." Margaret replied leaning down to be at eye level of the 2-year-old.

"Mommy, Margaret is she yours?"

"Yes she is."

"You're married then?" He asked slightly hurt and disappointed.

"No." Margaret replied standing up.

"Oh, so when are you getting married?"

"When I find my custom fit, as you put it." Margaret replied with a smile as they walked to get their bags.

"Oh, so you're not seeing anyone then?"

"No, I haven't seen anyone since Korea. Well since I got pregnant."

"Neither have I." He replied in a tone just above a whisper. Margaret smiled slightly. Hawkeye was the first one to break the somber atmosphere. He bent down to the little girl and asked,

"What's your name?"

"Rose." She replied holding her arms out. Hawkeye smiled and picked her up.

"Wow, you're a bug girl aren't you?" Rose nodded with a smile. "Are you a good girl for your mommy?"

"'Es. 'Ight mommy?"

"That's right Baby girl."

"I'm going to guess that you're two and a half."

"No, three." Rose corrected holding up three fingers.

"Three, wow." He exclaimed trying to amuse the little girl. Rose smiled the same smile he possessed. He looked at the little girl with deep blue eyes, curly blonde hair, and the same fair skin Margaret had. "Well shall we go? Dad wanted to take us out for dinner."

"Sure, you don't mind holding Rose, do you?"

"Of course not. She likes attention doesn't she?"

"Very much so. When she was younger, I had to be in her sight at all times." He smiled as he watched Margaret's face light up talking about her little girl.

"You love your mommy don't you?"

"'Ove mommy very much."

"What does her father think about you talking her with you?"

"Rose's father doesn't know about her." Margaret said softly placing the toddler in her lap.

"Why not?"

"Because I didn't want him to take care of us, out of charity."

"Why not? I mean if it's his child he should be part of her life."

"I agree, but I don't think he want children."

"Oh,"

"Listen, can we talk about this later?"

"Yeah, sure. So where will you two be staying?"

"At a hotel."

"You will not. I got plenty of room. And if Rosie would like to stay in her own room she can."

"That's very sweet of you. But we cant impose."

"Yes you can, and you are." He joked. "What do you say Rosie, you and mommy want to stay with me?"

"Pease mommy?" Rose pleaded. She had only known Hawkeye for less than an hour, but she already liked him.

"All right." Margaret smiled. "But you be as good here, as you are at home."

"'Kay mommy." Rose smiled, then she leaned into her mother and whispered. "Mommy, what I call him?"

Margaret laughed then turned to Hawkeye, "What do you want Rose to call you?"

"How 'bout Hawk. Can you say that Rosie?"

"Hawkie." Rose replied with a giggle.

"That'll do." He replied with a laugh.

"Mommy, I like Hawkie's laugh." Rose commented.

"Me too Baby Girl." Margaret whispered. "But don't tell him."

"'Kay mommy."

"Hey Rosie, you like dogs?"

"You got puppy?"

"I do."

"What kind?"

"A beagle. His name is Tuttle, I got a fish too."

"'Ish?"

"Yeah, a gold fish."

"'Ool, I got Kitty."

"Really? Your mommy let you have a kitty?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Toby showed up, and when Rose saw him, well she fell in love."