'Uh, sir?' Radar asked.
'What, Radar?' Henry asked tiredly. He had spent last night fishing with Lesley, and had just missed out on catching the biggest fish he'd ever seen.
'HQ just called. There's a new nurse coming in, in about an hour,' Radar replied.
'Mmm? Oh, new nurse, got it. It's about time,' Henry sighed. Margaret had asked for a new nurse ages ago, but they were only getting it now, during a quiet part of the war. 'Are you going to tell Major Houlihan?' he asked Radar.
'Uh, I was hoping you'd do that. I mean, I have a lot of work to be going on with, and all,' Radar stuttered. Henry sighed again.
'I know, I know, she scares the heck out of me as well,' he said standing up. 'Keep an eye out for the jeep, ok, Radar?' Radar nodded and Henry walked out of his office, and through to Pre-op. Frank and Margaret were looking at one of the few patients they had together and Henry walked up to them. When they saw him, both Frank and Margaret saluted him. Henry saluted back, wondering what he did to get the most GI man and woman in the whole army.
'Major, you have a nurse coming in to camp, in about hour,' he said to Margaret.
'It's about time,' Margaret snapped.
'It's not my fault it's taken headquarters so long to send someone,' Henry tried to explain. 'There's been a bit of a shortage on nurses for a while, they've had to pull people from hospitals back home, and those hospitals can't really spare any of them.'
'I would have expected people to be more patriotic,' Frank said in an annoyed tone. Henry threw his arms up in defeat and left to get ready to meet the new nurse, as required.
**~~*~~*~~*~~**
Hawkeye and Trapper were in the Swamp, sipping martini's. Both were in their bathrobes, and were enjoying their time off from the war.
'Too bad we're not allowed to get three day passes to Tokyo,' Hawkeye said.
'Yeah, well you know Henry won't let us go after the trouble we stirred up last time,' Trapper grinned.
'True,' Hawkeye replied. 'And anyway, whenever we get ready to go on leave, the choppers start bringing wounded in.' The sound of a jeep outside the tent made the two men look up.
'Who do you think that is?' Trapper asked his friend.
'I dunno, but I suppose we'd better go have a look, in case it's a surprise inspection. We wouldn't want to be late,' Hawkeye said, grinning as he pulled himself out of his chair. A woman who looked a little younger than twenty was stepping out of the jeep, helped by Henry. Radar had her bags and was dragging them toward the nurses tent.
'Hotlips must have gotten that nurse she was asking for,' Trapper said.
'Maybe we should ask for a nurse of our own. Why should she own all of them?' Hawkeye asked. Henry was leading the nurse up to them.
'Pierce, McIntire, this is our new nurse, Alexia. Alexia, two of our top surgeons,' Henry introduced them.
'Call me Hawkeye,' Hawkeye said, shaking her hand.
'I'm Trapper,' Trapper added, shaking her hand after Hawkeye.
'Don't call me Alexia, just Alex,' the new nurse said. She was of medium height, and had long, ginger colour hair. Her eyes were a soft green colour, and the bars on her shoulders showed she was a lieutenant. A light scar ran down her left cheek, and she smiled warmly at Hawkeye and Trapper as she followed Henry towards Pre-op. Trapper and Hawkeye stared after her for a few seconds, but then realised what they were doing.
'We're going to have to draw straws on this one,' Hawkeye said eventually as they jogged to catch up to them.
'We could see which of us she likes better,' Trapper suggested. Hawkeye looked over at Trapper.
'Trap, that is the best idea you've had all week,' he said.
'Better than any of the ideas you've had?' Trapper asked.
'No,' Hawkeye said. Trapper punched Hawkeye playfully in the arm and they followed Henry and Alex into the tent. From the door, they watched Alex salute Margaret and Frank.
'I hope she's not all GI like those two,' Trapper whispered as Margaret talked to Alex.
'I don't care if she's twice the GI of Frank and Margaret put together,' Hawkeye whispered back. Alex began walking toward them, and grinned.
'Hi,' she said. 'Know anywhere where I can get a drink?'
'There's the officer's club,' Trapper suggested.
'Or there's the Swamp. We suggest the Swamp, it's cheaper,' Hawkeye said.
'Lead the way,' Alex said, following them out the door. She laughed when they went into the Swamp.
'What?' Hawkeye asked.
'Your tent, or what did you call it? The Swamp, well, I'm surprised you're allowed to have such a mess in camp with Major Burns and Major Houlihan around,' Alex said, looking around, still smiling.
'You know Frank and Margaret?' Trapper asked.
'I know their types. People who stick by the rules, no matter what,' Alex replied.
'Close enough,' Hawkeye shrugged. 'They don't really stick to the rules, they just make everyone else follow the army's laws to the letter.'
'Oh,' Alex said, still laughing. Trapper handed her a martini.
'Don't drink it all at once if you're not used to strong liqueur,' he said to her. Alex took a sip from her glass and started coughing.
'Wow, that's strong,' she wheezed. The three of them were laughing when Frank came in the door.
'Intoxicated as usual,' he sniffed. 'Not even the courtesy to salute a superior officer.'
'Sorry, sir,' Alex said, her hand quickly moving into a salute and back. 'Didn't realise things were so tough around here.' She winked at Hawkeye and Trapper.
'Well, you'll know better for next time,' Frank said, sitting on his cot, and taking his bible down from the shelf.
'Like a drink, sir?' she asked.
'No, thank you, lieutenant,' Frank said, surprised.
'OK then, sir. If you really don't want any,' Alex shrugged. After another glass, Alex was looking a little tipsy.
'Are you ok?' Trapper asked.
'I'm fine, but I might go before you give me more and talk me into doing anything stupid,' Alex grinned and she walked toward the door, trailing a little to the left. When she got to the door, she turned and saluted Frank again. 'See you, Major,' she said before leaving.
'You could take a lesson from the lieutenant. She's courteous, and knows when to stop,' Frank said. Hawkeye made a face at Trapper when Frank turned back to his book, and Trapper had to try hard not to laugh.
'What, Radar?' Henry asked tiredly. He had spent last night fishing with Lesley, and had just missed out on catching the biggest fish he'd ever seen.
'HQ just called. There's a new nurse coming in, in about an hour,' Radar replied.
'Mmm? Oh, new nurse, got it. It's about time,' Henry sighed. Margaret had asked for a new nurse ages ago, but they were only getting it now, during a quiet part of the war. 'Are you going to tell Major Houlihan?' he asked Radar.
'Uh, I was hoping you'd do that. I mean, I have a lot of work to be going on with, and all,' Radar stuttered. Henry sighed again.
'I know, I know, she scares the heck out of me as well,' he said standing up. 'Keep an eye out for the jeep, ok, Radar?' Radar nodded and Henry walked out of his office, and through to Pre-op. Frank and Margaret were looking at one of the few patients they had together and Henry walked up to them. When they saw him, both Frank and Margaret saluted him. Henry saluted back, wondering what he did to get the most GI man and woman in the whole army.
'Major, you have a nurse coming in to camp, in about hour,' he said to Margaret.
'It's about time,' Margaret snapped.
'It's not my fault it's taken headquarters so long to send someone,' Henry tried to explain. 'There's been a bit of a shortage on nurses for a while, they've had to pull people from hospitals back home, and those hospitals can't really spare any of them.'
'I would have expected people to be more patriotic,' Frank said in an annoyed tone. Henry threw his arms up in defeat and left to get ready to meet the new nurse, as required.
**~~*~~*~~*~~**
Hawkeye and Trapper were in the Swamp, sipping martini's. Both were in their bathrobes, and were enjoying their time off from the war.
'Too bad we're not allowed to get three day passes to Tokyo,' Hawkeye said.
'Yeah, well you know Henry won't let us go after the trouble we stirred up last time,' Trapper grinned.
'True,' Hawkeye replied. 'And anyway, whenever we get ready to go on leave, the choppers start bringing wounded in.' The sound of a jeep outside the tent made the two men look up.
'Who do you think that is?' Trapper asked his friend.
'I dunno, but I suppose we'd better go have a look, in case it's a surprise inspection. We wouldn't want to be late,' Hawkeye said, grinning as he pulled himself out of his chair. A woman who looked a little younger than twenty was stepping out of the jeep, helped by Henry. Radar had her bags and was dragging them toward the nurses tent.
'Hotlips must have gotten that nurse she was asking for,' Trapper said.
'Maybe we should ask for a nurse of our own. Why should she own all of them?' Hawkeye asked. Henry was leading the nurse up to them.
'Pierce, McIntire, this is our new nurse, Alexia. Alexia, two of our top surgeons,' Henry introduced them.
'Call me Hawkeye,' Hawkeye said, shaking her hand.
'I'm Trapper,' Trapper added, shaking her hand after Hawkeye.
'Don't call me Alexia, just Alex,' the new nurse said. She was of medium height, and had long, ginger colour hair. Her eyes were a soft green colour, and the bars on her shoulders showed she was a lieutenant. A light scar ran down her left cheek, and she smiled warmly at Hawkeye and Trapper as she followed Henry towards Pre-op. Trapper and Hawkeye stared after her for a few seconds, but then realised what they were doing.
'We're going to have to draw straws on this one,' Hawkeye said eventually as they jogged to catch up to them.
'We could see which of us she likes better,' Trapper suggested. Hawkeye looked over at Trapper.
'Trap, that is the best idea you've had all week,' he said.
'Better than any of the ideas you've had?' Trapper asked.
'No,' Hawkeye said. Trapper punched Hawkeye playfully in the arm and they followed Henry and Alex into the tent. From the door, they watched Alex salute Margaret and Frank.
'I hope she's not all GI like those two,' Trapper whispered as Margaret talked to Alex.
'I don't care if she's twice the GI of Frank and Margaret put together,' Hawkeye whispered back. Alex began walking toward them, and grinned.
'Hi,' she said. 'Know anywhere where I can get a drink?'
'There's the officer's club,' Trapper suggested.
'Or there's the Swamp. We suggest the Swamp, it's cheaper,' Hawkeye said.
'Lead the way,' Alex said, following them out the door. She laughed when they went into the Swamp.
'What?' Hawkeye asked.
'Your tent, or what did you call it? The Swamp, well, I'm surprised you're allowed to have such a mess in camp with Major Burns and Major Houlihan around,' Alex said, looking around, still smiling.
'You know Frank and Margaret?' Trapper asked.
'I know their types. People who stick by the rules, no matter what,' Alex replied.
'Close enough,' Hawkeye shrugged. 'They don't really stick to the rules, they just make everyone else follow the army's laws to the letter.'
'Oh,' Alex said, still laughing. Trapper handed her a martini.
'Don't drink it all at once if you're not used to strong liqueur,' he said to her. Alex took a sip from her glass and started coughing.
'Wow, that's strong,' she wheezed. The three of them were laughing when Frank came in the door.
'Intoxicated as usual,' he sniffed. 'Not even the courtesy to salute a superior officer.'
'Sorry, sir,' Alex said, her hand quickly moving into a salute and back. 'Didn't realise things were so tough around here.' She winked at Hawkeye and Trapper.
'Well, you'll know better for next time,' Frank said, sitting on his cot, and taking his bible down from the shelf.
'Like a drink, sir?' she asked.
'No, thank you, lieutenant,' Frank said, surprised.
'OK then, sir. If you really don't want any,' Alex shrugged. After another glass, Alex was looking a little tipsy.
'Are you ok?' Trapper asked.
'I'm fine, but I might go before you give me more and talk me into doing anything stupid,' Alex grinned and she walked toward the door, trailing a little to the left. When she got to the door, she turned and saluted Frank again. 'See you, Major,' she said before leaving.
'You could take a lesson from the lieutenant. She's courteous, and knows when to stop,' Frank said. Hawkeye made a face at Trapper when Frank turned back to his book, and Trapper had to try hard not to laugh.