One Step at a Time

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Hawkeye smiled as he walked through the doors of the O Club. Margaret was on his arm and they looked over at Scarlett and Charles who were sitting in the corner of the club.

"Look at them." He smiled brightly.

"What are the chances of those two being together?" BJ asked as he walked in behind them.

"Same odds that Margaret and I would have gotten together." Hawkeye smiled as they sat down at the bar.

"Yeah. Good point." BJ smiled. The three watched both of them and smiled. "Who would have thought, a pompous ass and country girl."

"Certainly not me. But I think I know why. Scarlett plays the piano."

"That must be it!" BJ exclaimed with a laugh. Margaret smiled and looked at her best friend. Then at Hawkeye.

"Pierce, come on. Lets go back to my tent." She smiled. Hawkeye smiled and looked at BJ who was now dancing with one of the nurses. He smiled, picked up her hand and they walked out together. Once they walked in Margaret tent, she pinned him to the door and kissed him. Hawkeye wrapped his arms around her waist and let his hands rest firmly on her butt. Margaret let his arms go around his neck as she gently ran her hands through his hair. Hawkeye started to walk them backwards and gently pushed her down on the cot. He settled himself on top of her as he let his hands run under her shirt and pulled it off. They hastily ripped off clothing and continued what they started.

Meanwhile back in the officers club

"There's something I've wondered."

"What's that?"

"You are Regular Army, but you were drafted?"

"Ah yes. I was drafted first, and then me and my infamous wisdom enlisted. And boom, I'm now a RA Draftee doctor." She smiled, Charles smiled back and squeezed her hand. "Come on dance with me. I would go to bed, but something like Margaret's occasional squeal, tells me she and Benny are doing something." Charles laughed at her statement as they walked to the 'dance floor'. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him. The two danced like that for a while, until Charles felt the young woman relax against him.

"Why don't you go to bed my dear?"

"I would, but they're still at it."

"My dear, why don't you sleep in the Swamp tonight?"

"Charles, I couldn't."

"In Pierce's cot."


"I can do that. I want you to know though; I want to take this relationship one step at a time."

"As do I."

"Good. Shall we head?"

"We shall." He smiled leading her out of the club. They talked and walked into the Swamp, and Scarlett crawled next to him as they talked. Soon they were sleeping peacefully together. BJ awoke the next morning to see them sleeping. He smiled and walked out. So far Margaret and Hawkeye found love in hell, and now did Scarlett and Charles. He just didn't know what a pretty girl like Scarlett saw in the pompous ass. But it didn't matter, as long as they were happy and in love.

Margaret awoke that morning with a terrible feeling in her stomach. She quickly disentangled herself from her lover and threw on some clothes before running across the compound to the latrine. BJ saw her and ran after her. Once Margaret was done throwing up, she sat back and stared at BJ.

"You all right?"

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure." Margaret looked at him and took a deep breath.

"I think I might be pregnant."