An Unwelcome Reunion

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Margaret lay on top of Hawkeye; suddenly she felt his hands starting to caress the side of her thigh. He moved his hand up and down her, caressing her soft skin. Margaret let out a soft moan as he rested his hand on her butt. Margaret started to place tantalizing kisses on his chest. She felt his hands starting to caress her skin again. She moved her mouth to the certain sensitive spot on his collarbone. He moaned as she hit it, he brought his hands up to her neck and brought her head up, he captured her mouth with his own. He opened his mouth wider to allow her tongue more freedom. He started to move his mouth across her jaw line and down her neck, and to the sensitive spot just about her breast. He rolled her over making sure he was completely on top of her. He let his hands roam over her body freely. He started to move down her chest placing kisses until he got to her belly button. Once he got there he went back up until he found her mouth. His hands went over her abdomen. He felt something that caused him to stop and pull away.

"What is it?" Margaret asked breathlessly.

"Your scar." He smiled; he was straddling her thighs, caressing her scar from when he removed her appendix.

"Is that all?" She asked pulling him back on top of her.

"Hmm." He mumbled millimeters from her lips and kissed her. She deepened the kiss by opening his mouth with her tongue. He captured her tongue with his own, while he tried to get further into his mouth.

Afterwards Hawkeye collapsed between Margaret's legs he had never been more exhausted before in his life. He had his hands resting around her stomach, as he buried his head into her chest.

"You know what?" He asked from her chest.

"Hmm?" Margaret asked rolling on top of him so she was resting on his torso.

"Why's that?"

"Because after last night, this morning, and afternoon, I don't think I could ever let you go."

"You won't have to." She smiled and closed her eyes.

"You're tired aren't you?"

"Yes, you really wore me out."

"Speak for yourself my dear."

"Are you saying I didn't wear you out?"

"On the contrary, you did. No woman has ever worn me out this bad."

"Good." She smiled against his chest. He pulled the bed sheet around them and they both fell asleep.

Hawkeye was the first to wake up. He left the bed and took a shower. He realized that he didn't like to take showers alone. But he wasn't about to wake Margaret up just to take a shower with him. Once he was clean and dressed, he walked into the bedroom, she was still sleeping. So he decided to pick up the gifts he got for Scarlett and BJ. He left her a note, and left the room.

He walked outside, and passed the same man who was watching Margaret. He didn't notice the familiar face, as the man walked to the front desk.

"Excuse me, but what room is Margaret Houlihan in?"

"I can only give that information if it's an emergency." The clerk told him.

"OH, I'm her brother." He lied.

"She's in the suit on the top floor."

"Thank you." He said walking to the elevator.

Meanwhile back in the hotel room. Margaret woke up and noticed the note. She decided to take a shower, she also noticed that she didn't like to shower alone.

While Margaret was in the shower, the mysterious man made his way up to the top floor. Margaret had just gotten out of the shower and put on her robe when she felt arms circle her waist; she instantly leaned into him.

"Hi baby." She smiled.

"Hi pudding'" he said. Margaret heard his voice and fled out of his arms.

"FRANK!" She gasped clutching her robe tighter.

"Hi Margaret." He giggled touching her arms.

"Get off of me!" She yelled. Suddenly someone pulled him off her and punched him.

"Margaret call the MP's." He ordered punching him down. Margaret did what she was told and picked up the phone

"PIERCE!" Frank yelled angrily.

"That's right Frank, its me." He smiled.

"What are you doing here Pierce?" Frank growled.

"I'm here with my fiancée. Now the question is what are you doing here?"

"I don't think it's any of business Pierce."

"Oh I think it is. You see my fiancee is Margaret."

"What?" Frank stumbled, "Mar, mar, Margaret?"

"That's right Frank," Hawkeye smiled as two MP's walked in. "Take him away."

"Would you like to press charges?" One of the MP's asked. Hawkeye looked at Margaret who was sitting on the couch. She shook her head no.

"Naw, just take him away," The MP's nodded and carried him out. Hawkeye walked over to Margaret and she leaned into him. "You okay?"

"I'm fine," She smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too. Come on I'll help you get dressed."

"Okay." She smiled and stood up.

"Almost time to go back," he said as took off her robe and started to kiss her. "How long do we have?"

"Three hours." Margaret said taking off his shirt. Together they made use of the time they had left.