A Mutual Friend
Disclaimer- the usual, no one owns M*A*S*H except 20th century Fox…. I'm not making any money even though I wish I was…. yeah. I'm just playing with them but I'll return them so u can play with them!
A/N- Chapter 4! YAY! I WANT ALL THOUGHTS!!! And ideas, for I got lots of time on my hands and feet! And I want more ideas! And if you have any suggestions for any of my fics, I'm OPEN!
Chapter 3- Isn't it obvious?
"Maggie!" Scarlett yelled running into the mess tent.
"What is it Scarlett?" Margaret asked a little concerned.
"I just got a letter from my Lawyer. As soon as this war is over I get custody of Laura. Apparently Mark left her alone for a week, and she's now at my Aunt's with Andrew. I get my baby back."
"That's so great. I'm so happy for you." Margaret said hugging her friend.
"I can't believe it. Why would that bastard leave at 5 year old all by herself?"
"I don't know, and frankly if I ever decide to marry again, I would never let my little girl be alone."
"You want to get married again?"
"One day I guess. If I find the right man."
"You will. You might have already found him, but just to dumb to realize it."
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh. Nothing, just ignore that. I have to get tell Benny, and Beej, and Klinger. I need to tell everyone. Maybe Klinger will let me use the PA. Well I gotta go, I'll see you later."
"Okay, bye Scarlett."
"Later Maggie." Scarlett said before running out of the mess tent.
'Maybe Scarlett is right.' Margaret thought, she stared at her tray, before her thoughts we interrupted by a voice.
"Hey Margaret."
"Hi Hawkeye."
"Have you seen Scarlett?"
"Yeah, I was just talking to her. I caught something about her getting Laura."
"Yeah, that's about all I got too."
"Well maybe one of us can get something out of her." Margaret joked when she was interrupted.
"ATTENTION ALL PERSONAL!! ITS YOUR EVER LOVABLE SCARLETT! NOW GUESS WHAT! YOU ALL KNOW OF MY LITTLE GIRL! LAURA MARGARET JANE! WELL I GOT CUSTODY! AS SOON AS THIS THING IS OVER I GET MY BABY BACK!"
"So that's what she was saying." Hawkeye commented.
"I guess so." Margaret smiled. "That's good for her though."
"It is. She has always been good with kids, like you have."
"Thank you."
"Any time Major Baby." He smiled his trademark smile.
"Shut up." Margaret quickly scolded, Hawkeye just smiled and looked at Margaret.
'Maybe she's right.' He thought. 'Maybe I have found her.'