~*~*~*~JULY 1963 PIERCE RESIDENCE CRABAPPLE COVE, MAINE ~*~*~*~
"Charlotte Janine Cassandra Pierce!" Hawkeye's voice called as he arrived home. From somewhere a 13yo Korean girl emerged, answering her father's call.
"Yes Dad?" Hawkeye and Margaret had married and adopted Charlotte just a week before the end of the war. BJ and Father Mulcahy had had the honours of picking her other names, Cassandra was BJ's choice and Janine was Father Mulcahy's. Charlotte had been given Erin's birthday; as no one knew when her real one was.
"Where's your beautiful mother?"
"Upstairs with Bonnie." Hawkeye thanked his daughter and headed upstairs.
"Hello my sweet, how was your day?" Hawkeye kissed Margaret, who handed him a 14week-old infant.
"Hello Bonnie my love, have you been good for mummy today?" The baby smiled at the sound of his voice.
"She's been very good. However Alexia and Danni haven't been great, they've been terrorising Ben again, more stories about bogey men in the basement, or the attic or the closet, or even under the sink. I'm about ready to shoot them!" Margaret referred first their 6yo twin daughters Alexia Kathleen and Danielle Therese, then to their 4yo son Benjamin Franklin Pierce Junior.
"I'll talk to them later, what of Melissa?" Melissa Margaret was their oldest natural child at eight years old.
"A darling as always, she's trying to prove to Ben that there are no monsters, I think she's having some luck."
"Born psychiatrist." Hawkeye smiled. "Bonnie Marie, let's go and see how Melissa is going." Bonnie smiled up with wide blue eyes, a fuzz of black hair beginning to form on her scalp.
"Melissa?" Hawkeye called, going into the room Melissa and Charlotte shared.
"In here Daddy." Melissa's voice led him to the smallest bedroom in the house, occupied by Ben.
"Mylissa!" The girl, the spitting image of Margaret ran over and hugged her father. A little boy, a mini Hawkeye sat on the bed, looking terrified.
"You take Bonnie back to Mum and I'll finish up with Ben." Bonnie Marie had been a surprise, but was still very much loved. She had arrived 14 weeks earlier and was beginning to fuss for her mother.
"Okay Daddy." Melissa agreed, taking her baby sister from her father.
"C'mon sport, it's time we had a chat." Hawkeye went over to the bed and sat beside his son.
"Goodnight Alexia, and remember if I hear of you scaring your brother like that again, you're going to be in serious trouble." Hawkeye tucked his daughter in, she had her mother's blonde hair, but with her father's silky straightness.
"Yes Daddy." Alexia agreed sleepily. Hawkeye moved onto Danielle.
"Same applies for you Danielle Therese, if I hear one word about you tormenting your brother again, you're going to be in a lot of trouble!" He tucked his daughter in, she looked nothing like her sister, with Hawkeye's ebony hair, with her mother's pretty curls.
"Good night Danni my troublemaker." Hawkeye kissed her face tenderly. Alexia had arrived at 11.48 pm, and Danielle three hours later at 2.16am, so the twins had separate birthdays. However, less than an hour after Danielle was born Hawkeye's father suffered a stroke and died in his sleep, so Danielle was very precious to Hawkeye.
"Well?" Margaret queried as Hawkeye shut the door. She was in the study, reading a book and rocking Bonnie.
"They'll be good from now on. I had a pretty serious word to them." Hawkeye kissed his wife.
"That's good, and Ben?"
"Asleep, he had Melissa's monster spray to keep him safe." Melissa had taken an empty perfume bottle and filled it with water, pretending that it was 'monster repellent' and Ben believed her.
"She's an angel!" Margaret whispered, glancing down. Bonnie was sound asleep and carefully she rose and carried the baby to her crib. Hawkeye followed her and watched as she gently laid their baby down.
"Mum, can I read to you before I go to sleep?" It was Melissa, a book in hand.
"Of course, go get into bed then Princess." Margaret replied, glancing at Bonnie one last time.
"Oh and Daddy, Char needs help with her homework." Melissa added as Margaret escorted their PJ-clad daughter back to bed.
"Tell her I'll be there in a second." Hawkeye was rummaging through some boxes in the study that had become the nursery when Bonnie arrived.
"Yes, come on Mum!" Melissa urged, as Margaret paused to hear her husband's words. One story, and three pages of math homework later, Dr and Mrs Pierce were alone in their room listening as a scratchy old record played.
"We've been lucky haven't we?" Margaret murmured.
"6 healthy and beautiful kids, plus each other I'd say so Maggie dearest"
"Margaret to you Benjamin!" She retorted with a grin.
"Hawkeye to you." He smiled back passively, taking his wife to him and beginning to sing with the music. "And I'd sacrifice anything come what might for the sake of having you near. In spite of the warning voice that comes in the night and repeats and repeats in my ear. Don't you know little fool, you never can win? Use your mentality, wake up to reality . . ."
"I'm glad you finally learned the words." Margaret said softly. "But I wish the same could be said for the tune."
Hawkeye ignored his wife's gentle ribbing and continued singing, improvising in a particularly off-key way that made Margaret love him all the more.
"But each time I do, just the thought of you makes me, stop before I begin. Coz I've got you under my skin. Yeah I still got you my Margaret under . . . myyyyyyyyyy skin!"
The End.
Hope you liked it guys! BTW, I don't own the song Cole Porter wrote it way back before I was born!
"Charlotte Janine Cassandra Pierce!" Hawkeye's voice called as he arrived home. From somewhere a 13yo Korean girl emerged, answering her father's call.
"Yes Dad?" Hawkeye and Margaret had married and adopted Charlotte just a week before the end of the war. BJ and Father Mulcahy had had the honours of picking her other names, Cassandra was BJ's choice and Janine was Father Mulcahy's. Charlotte had been given Erin's birthday; as no one knew when her real one was.
"Where's your beautiful mother?"
"Upstairs with Bonnie." Hawkeye thanked his daughter and headed upstairs.
"Hello my sweet, how was your day?" Hawkeye kissed Margaret, who handed him a 14week-old infant.
"Hello Bonnie my love, have you been good for mummy today?" The baby smiled at the sound of his voice.
"She's been very good. However Alexia and Danni haven't been great, they've been terrorising Ben again, more stories about bogey men in the basement, or the attic or the closet, or even under the sink. I'm about ready to shoot them!" Margaret referred first their 6yo twin daughters Alexia Kathleen and Danielle Therese, then to their 4yo son Benjamin Franklin Pierce Junior.
"I'll talk to them later, what of Melissa?" Melissa Margaret was their oldest natural child at eight years old.
"A darling as always, she's trying to prove to Ben that there are no monsters, I think she's having some luck."
"Born psychiatrist." Hawkeye smiled. "Bonnie Marie, let's go and see how Melissa is going." Bonnie smiled up with wide blue eyes, a fuzz of black hair beginning to form on her scalp.
"Melissa?" Hawkeye called, going into the room Melissa and Charlotte shared.
"In here Daddy." Melissa's voice led him to the smallest bedroom in the house, occupied by Ben.
"Mylissa!" The girl, the spitting image of Margaret ran over and hugged her father. A little boy, a mini Hawkeye sat on the bed, looking terrified.
"You take Bonnie back to Mum and I'll finish up with Ben." Bonnie Marie had been a surprise, but was still very much loved. She had arrived 14 weeks earlier and was beginning to fuss for her mother.
"Okay Daddy." Melissa agreed, taking her baby sister from her father.
"C'mon sport, it's time we had a chat." Hawkeye went over to the bed and sat beside his son.
"Goodnight Alexia, and remember if I hear of you scaring your brother like that again, you're going to be in serious trouble." Hawkeye tucked his daughter in, she had her mother's blonde hair, but with her father's silky straightness.
"Yes Daddy." Alexia agreed sleepily. Hawkeye moved onto Danielle.
"Same applies for you Danielle Therese, if I hear one word about you tormenting your brother again, you're going to be in a lot of trouble!" He tucked his daughter in, she looked nothing like her sister, with Hawkeye's ebony hair, with her mother's pretty curls.
"Good night Danni my troublemaker." Hawkeye kissed her face tenderly. Alexia had arrived at 11.48 pm, and Danielle three hours later at 2.16am, so the twins had separate birthdays. However, less than an hour after Danielle was born Hawkeye's father suffered a stroke and died in his sleep, so Danielle was very precious to Hawkeye.
"Well?" Margaret queried as Hawkeye shut the door. She was in the study, reading a book and rocking Bonnie.
"They'll be good from now on. I had a pretty serious word to them." Hawkeye kissed his wife.
"That's good, and Ben?"
"Asleep, he had Melissa's monster spray to keep him safe." Melissa had taken an empty perfume bottle and filled it with water, pretending that it was 'monster repellent' and Ben believed her.
"She's an angel!" Margaret whispered, glancing down. Bonnie was sound asleep and carefully she rose and carried the baby to her crib. Hawkeye followed her and watched as she gently laid their baby down.
"Mum, can I read to you before I go to sleep?" It was Melissa, a book in hand.
"Of course, go get into bed then Princess." Margaret replied, glancing at Bonnie one last time.
"Oh and Daddy, Char needs help with her homework." Melissa added as Margaret escorted their PJ-clad daughter back to bed.
"Tell her I'll be there in a second." Hawkeye was rummaging through some boxes in the study that had become the nursery when Bonnie arrived.
"Yes, come on Mum!" Melissa urged, as Margaret paused to hear her husband's words. One story, and three pages of math homework later, Dr and Mrs Pierce were alone in their room listening as a scratchy old record played.
"We've been lucky haven't we?" Margaret murmured.
"6 healthy and beautiful kids, plus each other I'd say so Maggie dearest"
"Margaret to you Benjamin!" She retorted with a grin.
"Hawkeye to you." He smiled back passively, taking his wife to him and beginning to sing with the music. "And I'd sacrifice anything come what might for the sake of having you near. In spite of the warning voice that comes in the night and repeats and repeats in my ear. Don't you know little fool, you never can win? Use your mentality, wake up to reality . . ."
"I'm glad you finally learned the words." Margaret said softly. "But I wish the same could be said for the tune."
Hawkeye ignored his wife's gentle ribbing and continued singing, improvising in a particularly off-key way that made Margaret love him all the more.
"But each time I do, just the thought of you makes me, stop before I begin. Coz I've got you under my skin. Yeah I still got you my Margaret under . . . myyyyyyyyyy skin!"
The End.
Hope you liked it guys! BTW, I don't own the song Cole Porter wrote it way back before I was born!
