Alex went into the Swamp to find Trapper and Hawkeye enjoying martini's from their freshly returned Still.

'Alex! Pull up a martini!' Hawkeye said, pouring Alex a large glassful. She drank half of it in one go, savouring the taste she had missed so much.

'The officer's club doesn't make life savers like this,' she said blissfully.

'Find Isaac alright?' Trapper asked. Alex nodded.

'Yeah, I said my final good byes,' she said, sighing.

'By the way, this came in for you. Radar says it's been chasing you around all over the place, no-one knew where to send it,' Hawkeye said, handing Alex a crumpled envelope. Alex looked at it and choked on her martini when she read the front of it. Trapper got up quickly and thumped her on the back until she was ok again.

'This is from Isaac before he died,' Alex said. Hawkeye and Trapper looked surprised.

'Open it!' they both urged her. Alex opened the envelope with trembling hands and began to read out the short letter inside.

IDear Alex,

Lots of trouble here. Don't know if I'll make it. Asking the priest to write this as I dictate. Hope it reaches you. /I

Alex stopped reading.

'I can't go on,' she said. 'It's a little personal.'

'We understand,' Hawkeye said sincerely, patting her on the back. Alex stood up and left, reading and rereading the letter over and over again. She wandered into Henry's office, and waited for him, sitting on the desk and helping herself to his liqueur cabinet. Eventually, Henry came in.

'Can I help you?' he asked Alex. Alex went to the door and peeked out. Radar appeared to be out to lunch and no-one else was within ear shot.

'Henry, there's something I'd like to ask. . .' Alex said, closing the door to his office carefully.