Part One: Reunion
Margaret stubbornly shook of the helpful hand of the stewardess that tried to help her down the steps of the small airplane.
"I am perfectly capable of doing it myself, I can look after myself you know!" She insisted, helping her four-year-old daughter, Danielle down the steps. Her other child, Molly, short for Margaret was at the bottom of the steps, had been carried down and was waiting with the Honnicuts.
"Please ma'am, allow us to help, after all, with your condition." The younger woman started nervously.
"It's called pregnant and I've been this way twice before, I'm perfectly all right. BJ! How are you?" Margaret informed the lady icily before making the last of the steps herself and hugging her old friend warmly.
"Wonderful! Margaret, this is Peggy, Peggy, this is Margaret." BJ introduced his pretty blonde wife.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs?" Peggy shifted her baby to shake her hand.
"Call me Margaret, and it's nice to finally meet you too." Margaret and Peggy had heard a lot about each other and felt as though they'd known each other all their lives.
"BJ, it's so great to see you after all these years, these are my daughters Danielle and Molly. This one is expected in about 6 or 7 weeks, but hopefully after I get home." BJ laughed as Margaret placed a hand on her very swollen stomach.
"I'm not sure I'm up to delivering another baby quite yet. This is Ryan." BJ took his sleeping son from his wife's arms to place him in Margaret's.
"How beautiful, he's so perfect." Margaret smiled as they made their way out of the airport.
"Where's Erin?" Margaret asked, as they squeezed into BJ's car.
"At home, our neighbours are sitting her and Grace," Peggy explained.
"Grace?" Margaret asked as Ryan began to fuss, wanting to get back to his mother.
"Oh, Margaret, I forgot, it's been seven years since we saw each other. Well, Gracey is probably 12 months older than your Danielle, she was a little belated welcome-back gift." BJ said and Margaret laughed.
"That's what Molly is. Her dad had to go intestate for three weeks when I was expecting her. He came back early to find a note tacked on the door from me. I'd gone into labour a week early and he made it to the hospital in time to be told he'd just become a father for the second time."
"That would've been a wonderful surprise." Peggy chuckled. As BJ hoped, Margaret and Peggy had hit it off instantly.
"Yes, but he made me promise never to do that again. He's also got me on oath not to have this little guy until we're home again." Peggy gave a hearty laugh at that.
"Well, BJ delivered Ryan in the backseat of his parent's car. We were visiting them for the night and his car wouldn't start so we borrowed theirs to get to the hospital, we missed by two minutes." Peggy chuckled and Margaret admired the sleeping boy, who had Peggy's finger tightly in his grasp.
"You're very lucky to have such a wonderful family, BJ, Peggy. The girls' dad will be out in a few days, he goes on holidays on Friday, he just wanted me to go out early and get the girls settled." Margaret explained, with a sly smile.
"That's okay as long as we know when his plane gets in, we'll pick him up. By the way, have you heard from Hawkeye? I couldn't locate him anywhere, and I was hoping to get him out here too. I've got Radar coming as well tomorrow." BJ asked, hoping that Margaret had heard from his best friend.
"Well, you'll be surprised, but I have heard from Hawkeye fair bit." She bit her tongue, laughing to herself.
"What's your husband's name Margaret?" Peggy politely asked.
"Oh, it's Benjamin, if we have a boy, we'll name this little one Ben Junior." Margaret motioned to her stomach. While BJ looked confused at the strangely familiar name.
"Benjamin, why is that name so familiar?" BJ murmured.
"Isn't it, that Captain Pierce's name?" Peggy spoke up softly.
"Hawkeye, I don't know, I think it is Margaret, do you know?" BJ had rarely heard his friend's given names and if he had to, probably wouldn't have been able to tell someone.
"Well, I believe that is his name." Margaret bit her tongue harder and continued biting it all the way back to BJ and Peggy's house.
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Margaret stubbornly shook of the helpful hand of the stewardess that tried to help her down the steps of the small airplane.
"I am perfectly capable of doing it myself, I can look after myself you know!" She insisted, helping her four-year-old daughter, Danielle down the steps. Her other child, Molly, short for Margaret was at the bottom of the steps, had been carried down and was waiting with the Honnicuts.
"Please ma'am, allow us to help, after all, with your condition." The younger woman started nervously.
"It's called pregnant and I've been this way twice before, I'm perfectly all right. BJ! How are you?" Margaret informed the lady icily before making the last of the steps herself and hugging her old friend warmly.
"Wonderful! Margaret, this is Peggy, Peggy, this is Margaret." BJ introduced his pretty blonde wife.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs?" Peggy shifted her baby to shake her hand.
"Call me Margaret, and it's nice to finally meet you too." Margaret and Peggy had heard a lot about each other and felt as though they'd known each other all their lives.
"BJ, it's so great to see you after all these years, these are my daughters Danielle and Molly. This one is expected in about 6 or 7 weeks, but hopefully after I get home." BJ laughed as Margaret placed a hand on her very swollen stomach.
"I'm not sure I'm up to delivering another baby quite yet. This is Ryan." BJ took his sleeping son from his wife's arms to place him in Margaret's.
"How beautiful, he's so perfect." Margaret smiled as they made their way out of the airport.
"Where's Erin?" Margaret asked, as they squeezed into BJ's car.
"At home, our neighbours are sitting her and Grace," Peggy explained.
"Grace?" Margaret asked as Ryan began to fuss, wanting to get back to his mother.
"Oh, Margaret, I forgot, it's been seven years since we saw each other. Well, Gracey is probably 12 months older than your Danielle, she was a little belated welcome-back gift." BJ said and Margaret laughed.
"That's what Molly is. Her dad had to go intestate for three weeks when I was expecting her. He came back early to find a note tacked on the door from me. I'd gone into labour a week early and he made it to the hospital in time to be told he'd just become a father for the second time."
"That would've been a wonderful surprise." Peggy chuckled. As BJ hoped, Margaret and Peggy had hit it off instantly.
"Yes, but he made me promise never to do that again. He's also got me on oath not to have this little guy until we're home again." Peggy gave a hearty laugh at that.
"Well, BJ delivered Ryan in the backseat of his parent's car. We were visiting them for the night and his car wouldn't start so we borrowed theirs to get to the hospital, we missed by two minutes." Peggy chuckled and Margaret admired the sleeping boy, who had Peggy's finger tightly in his grasp.
"You're very lucky to have such a wonderful family, BJ, Peggy. The girls' dad will be out in a few days, he goes on holidays on Friday, he just wanted me to go out early and get the girls settled." Margaret explained, with a sly smile.
"That's okay as long as we know when his plane gets in, we'll pick him up. By the way, have you heard from Hawkeye? I couldn't locate him anywhere, and I was hoping to get him out here too. I've got Radar coming as well tomorrow." BJ asked, hoping that Margaret had heard from his best friend.
"Well, you'll be surprised, but I have heard from Hawkeye fair bit." She bit her tongue, laughing to herself.
"What's your husband's name Margaret?" Peggy politely asked.
"Oh, it's Benjamin, if we have a boy, we'll name this little one Ben Junior." Margaret motioned to her stomach. While BJ looked confused at the strangely familiar name.
"Benjamin, why is that name so familiar?" BJ murmured.
"Isn't it, that Captain Pierce's name?" Peggy spoke up softly.
"Hawkeye, I don't know, I think it is Margaret, do you know?" BJ had rarely heard his friend's given names and if he had to, probably wouldn't have been able to tell someone.
"Well, I believe that is his name." Margaret bit her tongue harder and continued biting it all the way back to BJ and Peggy's house.
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