Every person experiences at least one moment during their life when the
constant pounding of their heart seems to magnify at least ten times. Blood
fills the vessels in their ears and all movement stops. Their breathing
becomes shallow, and the only true thing the person can do is look on. This
was one of those times.
Margaret stood motionless in the doorway; her face was solemn and unexpressive. Hawkeye stopped breathing as he continued to look at her. After a few moments she blinked and cleared her throat. She looked at floor, trying to avoid his eyes. Slowly she shook her head, she wasn't pregnant.
Suddenly she broke down and burst into tears. Hawkeye caught her before she hit the floor. Together they sank onto the carpet. Margaret buried her face in his chest, crying as if she were small child. Hawkeye didn't know what to say. He had a knot caught in the back of his throat. It wasn't until he felt the tears glide down his own cheeks that he realized he too was crying.
Margaret held firmly onto him as she continued to sob. Deep down she had hoped that this would be it, this time she was going to be pregnant; she was going to have a baby with the only man she had ever truly loved and they were going to be the family she had always dreamt of. But now, now that was all smashed. There was no baby, there never had been. The doctor told her it was probably the high overload of stress that triggered her hormones to shift levels.
"Shhh.." Hawkeye tried to comfort her. He was running his hand through her hair as if she were a small child, but it seemed like nothing he did could he get her to settle down. He rocked her back in forth in his arms until her loud cries turned into gently sobs. "Listen to me." He picked up her chin with his finger and looked her in the eye. "We need to think about the positive aspects about not having a baby now." Margaret nodded as tears continued to roll down her cheeks. "The last thing we need is to bring a child into the world during a war. When we get back home then I promise you we can concentrate on starting a family. But not now, not here."
"You're right." Margaret wiped the tears from her cheeks. "What was I thinking?"
"No, don't say that. There is nothing wrong with wanting a baby, nothing at all. And even if you were pregnant, we would make it work." He squeezed her gently.
"I know that. I just don't think I could be separated from you." She hugged him tightly. "Especially on my own with a newborn."
"You wouldn't be alone." He comforted her. "You'd have your parents and my father. If anything you could have stayed with him."
"Do you think?"
"Margaret." He laughed. "He knows that we're in love. I told him already."
"And did you tell him that I thought I might have been pregnant?" She didn't want him to think she was loose or something.
"No. I didn't."
"Good. I don't want him to know that we've been sleeping together."
"What? Why do you say that?"
"I don't know. I suppose because you talk so highly of him. I'd hate to have him think of me as cheep or something for sleeping with you before marriage."
"Oh honey he wouldn't think that. He probably already knows."
"What makes you say that?" There were just some things their parents didn't need to know.
"Well, look at where we are." He gestured to their surroundings. "The war I mean." She was giving him a confused look. "Sex is the only thing to do half of the time. He knows what that's like."
"I'm sure." She rolled her eyes.
"But he does. He was drafted as a medic into World War One. My parents didn't meet until he was discharged."
Margaret's eyes grew. This was new to her. "You never told me your father was in the war!"
"There never seemed to be a right time?" He didn't know how to answer her. He'd just never thought it was anybody else's business.
"Hawkeye! And I thought there was nothing military about you!" She couldn't believe her ears. Here he was all this time when he was from a military family!
"Well, now we have something in common."
"I'll say." She laughed.
Suddenly Hawkeye grew serious. "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm still disappointed. But you bring up a good point. A war is no place for a child. And no child should be with out both its parents. I can wait until we get back to the states." She kissed him gently. "Thank you."
"No problem. I love you." He kissed her again.
"I love you too."
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"Margaret!" Hawkeye called back into the room. He was standing in the hallway waiting for her. "Hurry up already!"
"I'm almost ready!" She called back from somewhere with in its depths. Hawkeye started to whistle to himself as he waited. He was taking her out for the day. Since they learned Margaret wasn't pregnant she had been rather down, he thought getting her out of the room would do wonders for her moral. That was, if they ever left.
"Margaret!" He called after a few more moments.
Suddenly he could hear her footsteps as she sprinted through the living room. "Hold your horses! I'm coming, I'm coming!" She called as she picked up her purse and checked her hair.
"By the time you get here we're gonna be too old to have kids." He teased her.
"Oh stuff it!" She yelled back. Margaret was still a little emotional about that subject.
"Come on!" He whined.
"Oh alright." She shushed him as she finally walked into the corridor and shut the door. "I'm ready." Margaret gave him a pleasant smile and took his hand.
"Wow." He let his jaw drop. "You look beautiful." Hawkeye gave her a light kiss on the lips.
"Thank you." She beamed. Hawkeye always gave her the sweetest compliments.
"Shall we go?"
"Let's." Together the couple walked down the hall and onto the elevator.
They walked down the Ginza and Margaret led him through numerous shops. She loved taking him shopping with her, it was easier to buy him clothes when he was there. Hawkeye tolerated the feminine shops and even waited while she tried some things on.
"How about this?" Hawkeye held up a black laced teddie. Margaret rolled her eyes and pointed to him to put it down. She had dragged him into a lingerie store so she could look at nylons, what a big mistake that was. "Psssssst." She heard from the other side of the store a few minutes later. Margaret turned around to see him holding up a pair of panties. Silently he mouthed the words 'Crotchless' to her.
Margaret's eyes went wide and she had to cover her face to hide her embarrassment as two older Korean women gasped in horror. She turned from him and buried her face in her hands. Across the room Hawkeye had also grown a shade red. The women were laughing him and giggling giddily in their own delight. Quickly he tossed the panties aside and waved back timidly as he too laughed at the situation. "I think we're ready to go." She said quickly and guided him out of the store. Margaret never did buy her nylons to say the least.
"You can be such a pain sometimes." She kidded as she slapped the back of his head.
"Hey!" He laughed and rubbed where she had slapped him. "That hurt!"
"Well it serves you right! I'm never going to be able to go into that shop again because of you!" Hawkeye continued to laugh viciously beside her.
"I was only making a suggestion."
"Yeah. I think the whole store knew what you were suggesting."
"I can't help it. A gorgeous woman takes me shopping in a lingerie store and I'm not supposed to be turned on or at least excited? I don't get to go into too many of those you know."
"Well you are only ten." She smiled as he took her hand.
"I know you've done some cradle robbing before...but Margaret, I must say I'm shocked!" He teased her.
"Oh shut up!" She laughed as he gave her a serious face.
"I thought you said you were interested only in men. I'm not enough of a man for you?"
"Honey." She stopped and held his face in her hands. "You are so much man, they could start another one from the overflow."
"Oh, you're cute." He said sarcastically as she smiled and walked away.
Margaret laughed. "I think so."
"Uh huh." He agreed. "I think so too." Hawkeye caught up with her and grabbed her hand. He gave her a warm smile and then wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
Hawkeye took Margaret to lunch at a sidewalk restaurant where he bought everything on the menu. He told her since they were going to back to mess food they should expose themselves to as much good food as possible. Of course they couldn't eat it all, but they did have fun feeding the different samples to each other. Afterwards they walked along the street in the glow of the over hanging lamps with arms wrapped around the other's waists.
By the time the sun had completely disappeared, they had ended up sitting in a patch of grass beside a small pond. The pond was located inside a tiny park situated just outside the busy city streets. Hawkeye was lying on his side as Margaret lay back in the grass watching the passing water.
"You know something." Hawkeye spoke softly. "I think I could fall asleep right here."
"I know what you mean." Margaret agreed. The soft grass was much better than the hard bathroom floor.
Hawkeye let his head rest against the ground beside hers. "I had a wonderful time to day."
Margaret turned so she could see his eyes. "Me too." She smiled. "Thank you."
Hawkeye let his finger graze over her face. Margaret closed her eyes at his touch. "Anything for you. You mean the world to me. I love you."
Margaret smiled. She loved it when he said that. Every time he told her, her heart seemed to melt. "I love you too." Gently Hawkeye moved his head closer and kissed her softly. He pulled away and smiled lovingly at her and then kissed her again.
"You know." He said between butterfly kisses. "This is becoming addicting." Margaret didn't reply, she just continued to kiss him. Finally, after things started to become heated, they both pulled away. "What do you say we take this back to our room?" He asked against her lips.
"Good idea. I'd hate to start something we couldn't finish." She kissed him one last time and then he helped her to her feet. Together they hurried back to the hotel.
Hawkeye pushed Margaret back onto the bed, never letting his mouth part from hers. She unbuttoned his shirt as he struggled with her skirt. It took some time, but after minutes of concentration, he finally, successfully removed her pantyhose. They finished undressing each other and climbed under the covers. A few minutes later Margaret shuddered under him as he kissed her neck and let his hand run down her back as he moved above her. She loved the feeling as his body glided against hers. He was strong and lean muscled and could last for what seemed like forever. After many hours of heated love making, the exhausted couple finally collapsed onto the bed. Hawkeye laid beside Margaret and put his arm around her waist. He nuzzled her then, letting his forehead rest against hers. Margaret smiled and let her arm drape across his chest.
"I love beds." He whispered. "I think they make a great deal of difference."
"Me too. And aren't they roomy? I was getting sick of those tiny cots."
"I'm sorry. But we're going back tomorrow."
Margaret let out a depressed sigh. "I know. I don't want to go back. Can't we stay here?" She asked as she cuddled closer and let her head rest under his chin.
"I wish." He let his hand stroke her soft hair. Hawkeye was about to say something else to that effect when suddenly the phone rang. He looked at her then. "I didn't give anyone this number, did you?"
"No." She shook her head. Who could that possibly be?
"Maybe I shouldn't pick it up. Perhaps it's a wrong number." The phone rang three more times until finally Hawkeye decided he'd had enough and picked it up. "Hello?" He asked. Suddenly his eyes widened and his face went pale.
"Who is it?" Margaret whispered against his chest. He looked frightened. Hawkeye held up a finger as he seemed to be listening to the person on the other end.
"Ah no, no I haven't. I think someone gave you a wrong number." He told the mystery person. "No..it's not problem at all. Yes, good bye." Quickly he put the phone back in its cradle and turned back to look at her.
"Well?" She asked. He looked completely bedazzled.
"You'll never believe who that was." He had a blank expression on his face.
"Who?" She was really curious now, and yet at the same time frightened.
"Donald Penobbscott."
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Please review. Thanks. Any ideas would be a BIG help.
Margaret stood motionless in the doorway; her face was solemn and unexpressive. Hawkeye stopped breathing as he continued to look at her. After a few moments she blinked and cleared her throat. She looked at floor, trying to avoid his eyes. Slowly she shook her head, she wasn't pregnant.
Suddenly she broke down and burst into tears. Hawkeye caught her before she hit the floor. Together they sank onto the carpet. Margaret buried her face in his chest, crying as if she were small child. Hawkeye didn't know what to say. He had a knot caught in the back of his throat. It wasn't until he felt the tears glide down his own cheeks that he realized he too was crying.
Margaret held firmly onto him as she continued to sob. Deep down she had hoped that this would be it, this time she was going to be pregnant; she was going to have a baby with the only man she had ever truly loved and they were going to be the family she had always dreamt of. But now, now that was all smashed. There was no baby, there never had been. The doctor told her it was probably the high overload of stress that triggered her hormones to shift levels.
"Shhh.." Hawkeye tried to comfort her. He was running his hand through her hair as if she were a small child, but it seemed like nothing he did could he get her to settle down. He rocked her back in forth in his arms until her loud cries turned into gently sobs. "Listen to me." He picked up her chin with his finger and looked her in the eye. "We need to think about the positive aspects about not having a baby now." Margaret nodded as tears continued to roll down her cheeks. "The last thing we need is to bring a child into the world during a war. When we get back home then I promise you we can concentrate on starting a family. But not now, not here."
"You're right." Margaret wiped the tears from her cheeks. "What was I thinking?"
"No, don't say that. There is nothing wrong with wanting a baby, nothing at all. And even if you were pregnant, we would make it work." He squeezed her gently.
"I know that. I just don't think I could be separated from you." She hugged him tightly. "Especially on my own with a newborn."
"You wouldn't be alone." He comforted her. "You'd have your parents and my father. If anything you could have stayed with him."
"Do you think?"
"Margaret." He laughed. "He knows that we're in love. I told him already."
"And did you tell him that I thought I might have been pregnant?" She didn't want him to think she was loose or something.
"No. I didn't."
"Good. I don't want him to know that we've been sleeping together."
"What? Why do you say that?"
"I don't know. I suppose because you talk so highly of him. I'd hate to have him think of me as cheep or something for sleeping with you before marriage."
"Oh honey he wouldn't think that. He probably already knows."
"What makes you say that?" There were just some things their parents didn't need to know.
"Well, look at where we are." He gestured to their surroundings. "The war I mean." She was giving him a confused look. "Sex is the only thing to do half of the time. He knows what that's like."
"I'm sure." She rolled her eyes.
"But he does. He was drafted as a medic into World War One. My parents didn't meet until he was discharged."
Margaret's eyes grew. This was new to her. "You never told me your father was in the war!"
"There never seemed to be a right time?" He didn't know how to answer her. He'd just never thought it was anybody else's business.
"Hawkeye! And I thought there was nothing military about you!" She couldn't believe her ears. Here he was all this time when he was from a military family!
"Well, now we have something in common."
"I'll say." She laughed.
Suddenly Hawkeye grew serious. "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm still disappointed. But you bring up a good point. A war is no place for a child. And no child should be with out both its parents. I can wait until we get back to the states." She kissed him gently. "Thank you."
"No problem. I love you." He kissed her again.
"I love you too."
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"Margaret!" Hawkeye called back into the room. He was standing in the hallway waiting for her. "Hurry up already!"
"I'm almost ready!" She called back from somewhere with in its depths. Hawkeye started to whistle to himself as he waited. He was taking her out for the day. Since they learned Margaret wasn't pregnant she had been rather down, he thought getting her out of the room would do wonders for her moral. That was, if they ever left.
"Margaret!" He called after a few more moments.
Suddenly he could hear her footsteps as she sprinted through the living room. "Hold your horses! I'm coming, I'm coming!" She called as she picked up her purse and checked her hair.
"By the time you get here we're gonna be too old to have kids." He teased her.
"Oh stuff it!" She yelled back. Margaret was still a little emotional about that subject.
"Come on!" He whined.
"Oh alright." She shushed him as she finally walked into the corridor and shut the door. "I'm ready." Margaret gave him a pleasant smile and took his hand.
"Wow." He let his jaw drop. "You look beautiful." Hawkeye gave her a light kiss on the lips.
"Thank you." She beamed. Hawkeye always gave her the sweetest compliments.
"Shall we go?"
"Let's." Together the couple walked down the hall and onto the elevator.
They walked down the Ginza and Margaret led him through numerous shops. She loved taking him shopping with her, it was easier to buy him clothes when he was there. Hawkeye tolerated the feminine shops and even waited while she tried some things on.
"How about this?" Hawkeye held up a black laced teddie. Margaret rolled her eyes and pointed to him to put it down. She had dragged him into a lingerie store so she could look at nylons, what a big mistake that was. "Psssssst." She heard from the other side of the store a few minutes later. Margaret turned around to see him holding up a pair of panties. Silently he mouthed the words 'Crotchless' to her.
Margaret's eyes went wide and she had to cover her face to hide her embarrassment as two older Korean women gasped in horror. She turned from him and buried her face in her hands. Across the room Hawkeye had also grown a shade red. The women were laughing him and giggling giddily in their own delight. Quickly he tossed the panties aside and waved back timidly as he too laughed at the situation. "I think we're ready to go." She said quickly and guided him out of the store. Margaret never did buy her nylons to say the least.
"You can be such a pain sometimes." She kidded as she slapped the back of his head.
"Hey!" He laughed and rubbed where she had slapped him. "That hurt!"
"Well it serves you right! I'm never going to be able to go into that shop again because of you!" Hawkeye continued to laugh viciously beside her.
"I was only making a suggestion."
"Yeah. I think the whole store knew what you were suggesting."
"I can't help it. A gorgeous woman takes me shopping in a lingerie store and I'm not supposed to be turned on or at least excited? I don't get to go into too many of those you know."
"Well you are only ten." She smiled as he took her hand.
"I know you've done some cradle robbing before...but Margaret, I must say I'm shocked!" He teased her.
"Oh shut up!" She laughed as he gave her a serious face.
"I thought you said you were interested only in men. I'm not enough of a man for you?"
"Honey." She stopped and held his face in her hands. "You are so much man, they could start another one from the overflow."
"Oh, you're cute." He said sarcastically as she smiled and walked away.
Margaret laughed. "I think so."
"Uh huh." He agreed. "I think so too." Hawkeye caught up with her and grabbed her hand. He gave her a warm smile and then wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
Hawkeye took Margaret to lunch at a sidewalk restaurant where he bought everything on the menu. He told her since they were going to back to mess food they should expose themselves to as much good food as possible. Of course they couldn't eat it all, but they did have fun feeding the different samples to each other. Afterwards they walked along the street in the glow of the over hanging lamps with arms wrapped around the other's waists.
By the time the sun had completely disappeared, they had ended up sitting in a patch of grass beside a small pond. The pond was located inside a tiny park situated just outside the busy city streets. Hawkeye was lying on his side as Margaret lay back in the grass watching the passing water.
"You know something." Hawkeye spoke softly. "I think I could fall asleep right here."
"I know what you mean." Margaret agreed. The soft grass was much better than the hard bathroom floor.
Hawkeye let his head rest against the ground beside hers. "I had a wonderful time to day."
Margaret turned so she could see his eyes. "Me too." She smiled. "Thank you."
Hawkeye let his finger graze over her face. Margaret closed her eyes at his touch. "Anything for you. You mean the world to me. I love you."
Margaret smiled. She loved it when he said that. Every time he told her, her heart seemed to melt. "I love you too." Gently Hawkeye moved his head closer and kissed her softly. He pulled away and smiled lovingly at her and then kissed her again.
"You know." He said between butterfly kisses. "This is becoming addicting." Margaret didn't reply, she just continued to kiss him. Finally, after things started to become heated, they both pulled away. "What do you say we take this back to our room?" He asked against her lips.
"Good idea. I'd hate to start something we couldn't finish." She kissed him one last time and then he helped her to her feet. Together they hurried back to the hotel.
Hawkeye pushed Margaret back onto the bed, never letting his mouth part from hers. She unbuttoned his shirt as he struggled with her skirt. It took some time, but after minutes of concentration, he finally, successfully removed her pantyhose. They finished undressing each other and climbed under the covers. A few minutes later Margaret shuddered under him as he kissed her neck and let his hand run down her back as he moved above her. She loved the feeling as his body glided against hers. He was strong and lean muscled and could last for what seemed like forever. After many hours of heated love making, the exhausted couple finally collapsed onto the bed. Hawkeye laid beside Margaret and put his arm around her waist. He nuzzled her then, letting his forehead rest against hers. Margaret smiled and let her arm drape across his chest.
"I love beds." He whispered. "I think they make a great deal of difference."
"Me too. And aren't they roomy? I was getting sick of those tiny cots."
"I'm sorry. But we're going back tomorrow."
Margaret let out a depressed sigh. "I know. I don't want to go back. Can't we stay here?" She asked as she cuddled closer and let her head rest under his chin.
"I wish." He let his hand stroke her soft hair. Hawkeye was about to say something else to that effect when suddenly the phone rang. He looked at her then. "I didn't give anyone this number, did you?"
"No." She shook her head. Who could that possibly be?
"Maybe I shouldn't pick it up. Perhaps it's a wrong number." The phone rang three more times until finally Hawkeye decided he'd had enough and picked it up. "Hello?" He asked. Suddenly his eyes widened and his face went pale.
"Who is it?" Margaret whispered against his chest. He looked frightened. Hawkeye held up a finger as he seemed to be listening to the person on the other end.
"Ah no, no I haven't. I think someone gave you a wrong number." He told the mystery person. "No..it's not problem at all. Yes, good bye." Quickly he put the phone back in its cradle and turned back to look at her.
"Well?" She asked. He looked completely bedazzled.
"You'll never believe who that was." He had a blank expression on his face.
"Who?" She was really curious now, and yet at the same time frightened.
"Donald Penobbscott."
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Please review. Thanks. Any ideas would be a BIG help.