~~Tissues anyone? Again please R&R- I gotta know.I just gotta know what ya
think..
-TLH
*Grieving long over due*
Sidney leaped to the ground to check Hawkeye, simultaneously yelling for a doctor.
"Hawk?! Hawk?! Can you hear me?" He pleaded lifting his body and checking his pulse. He sighed as he found one, a rapid one in fact. Sidney grabbed the gun from the ground handing it to the CO who had just whirled in the doors.
"My God.No!" Potter exclaimed trying to put two and two together.
"No Sherm, he's fine. I just over reacted.he just passed out.I'll sit her with him till he wakes up.I'm sorry for the alarm."
"It's alright Sidney, we are all a bit touchy, that's for sure...Klinger get Pierce on his cot."
Klinger helped Sidney put Hawkeye on his cot. Klinger placed his hand on his friends forehead, 'hang in there buddy' Klinger thought.
"You're sure you're okay Sidney, I can wait with you."
"No that's alright Sherman, It's my job, and I'll give you an update when he comes to."
"Right, please do, I'll be in my office." He headed out taking a moment to survey his soldier out cold.
Sidney sat on BJ's cot picking up the picture of his wife and daughter. He shook his head. 'Another family without a daddy because of this war' A slight tear started to well up as he reminisced his time with BJ and Hawkeye. Not to mention the games with Henry Blake. 'Great guy, sure miss him.' He continued to remember,,, that is until he heard Hawkeye start to toss and turn mumbling incoherently.
"No, no, no, no.not Henry.Henry come back. check the report again Radar.he cant be dead.no, no, no.Not Beej.not again.ah God.not again.damn this war.to hell." He not tossed rapidly.
"Hawk..It's me Sidney.wake up.It's alright." He held him down gently trying to stop the tossing.
Hawkeye shot up breathing rapidly. Tears started to stream down his face. "They killed em.killed. em both!" He almost yelled as he started to shake uncontrollably with tears, repeating "they killed em."
Sidney grabbed hold of him as he cried in to his shoulder. He wouldn't stop.
Sidney found himself shedding a few tears of his own and he struggled to keep his composure. He hugged his friend trying to console him somehow. Frank had gathered outside the SWAMP with a group of others and went to retrieve Margaret. As she saw it, she immediately ran into the SWAMP, leaving Frank in dismay. Potter just then appeared with Radar. The camp was in silence.
Margaret knelt beside Hawkeye placing her arm around him slowly stroking his hair.
He was now practically convulsing with tears. Never stopping the phrase. "they killed em"
Everyone looked at each other. No one knew how to explain it. The man who was always a rock was falling to pieces right before their eyes. They never knew how much he hurt, he never showed it. Those who knew Henry started grieving all over, and the grieving for BJ had never stopped.
Radar started to cry as he remembered hearing of Henrys crash. Potter put his arm around him, in doing so he saw the entire camp had gathered around the SWAMP consoling one another as they grieved. It was a sight to see and in some odd way they were grieving for the entire war.
*Grieving long over due*
Sidney leaped to the ground to check Hawkeye, simultaneously yelling for a doctor.
"Hawk?! Hawk?! Can you hear me?" He pleaded lifting his body and checking his pulse. He sighed as he found one, a rapid one in fact. Sidney grabbed the gun from the ground handing it to the CO who had just whirled in the doors.
"My God.No!" Potter exclaimed trying to put two and two together.
"No Sherm, he's fine. I just over reacted.he just passed out.I'll sit her with him till he wakes up.I'm sorry for the alarm."
"It's alright Sidney, we are all a bit touchy, that's for sure...Klinger get Pierce on his cot."
Klinger helped Sidney put Hawkeye on his cot. Klinger placed his hand on his friends forehead, 'hang in there buddy' Klinger thought.
"You're sure you're okay Sidney, I can wait with you."
"No that's alright Sherman, It's my job, and I'll give you an update when he comes to."
"Right, please do, I'll be in my office." He headed out taking a moment to survey his soldier out cold.
Sidney sat on BJ's cot picking up the picture of his wife and daughter. He shook his head. 'Another family without a daddy because of this war' A slight tear started to well up as he reminisced his time with BJ and Hawkeye. Not to mention the games with Henry Blake. 'Great guy, sure miss him.' He continued to remember,,, that is until he heard Hawkeye start to toss and turn mumbling incoherently.
"No, no, no, no.not Henry.Henry come back. check the report again Radar.he cant be dead.no, no, no.Not Beej.not again.ah God.not again.damn this war.to hell." He not tossed rapidly.
"Hawk..It's me Sidney.wake up.It's alright." He held him down gently trying to stop the tossing.
Hawkeye shot up breathing rapidly. Tears started to stream down his face. "They killed em.killed. em both!" He almost yelled as he started to shake uncontrollably with tears, repeating "they killed em."
Sidney grabbed hold of him as he cried in to his shoulder. He wouldn't stop.
Sidney found himself shedding a few tears of his own and he struggled to keep his composure. He hugged his friend trying to console him somehow. Frank had gathered outside the SWAMP with a group of others and went to retrieve Margaret. As she saw it, she immediately ran into the SWAMP, leaving Frank in dismay. Potter just then appeared with Radar. The camp was in silence.
Margaret knelt beside Hawkeye placing her arm around him slowly stroking his hair.
He was now practically convulsing with tears. Never stopping the phrase. "they killed em"
Everyone looked at each other. No one knew how to explain it. The man who was always a rock was falling to pieces right before their eyes. They never knew how much he hurt, he never showed it. Those who knew Henry started grieving all over, and the grieving for BJ had never stopped.
Radar started to cry as he remembered hearing of Henrys crash. Potter put his arm around him, in doing so he saw the entire camp had gathered around the SWAMP consoling one another as they grieved. It was a sight to see and in some odd way they were grieving for the entire war.