Izzy woke up, and realised it was dark. Someone was moving around at the
far end of the room, and many of the cots had people asleep in them. A
snide looking man was stalking the cots, and Izzy recognized him
immediately. Best not to let on, though.
'Uh, sir? Doctor?' she called to him.
'What?' Frank Burns snapped as he came over. Izzy frowned.
'You don't have to be so mean,' she said.
'You abandoned the US army. You must have dumped your dog tags somewhere and ran. You probably work for the communists,' Frank spat. 'You shouldn't even be here.'
'No, I shouldn't, but not for that reason,' Izzy said. Frank eyed Izzy suspiciously. 'Anyway, I'm not in the army. Never have.'
'The navy, then,' Frank said.
'Nope,' Izzy said.
'Airforce?'
'No.'
'What are you from then?' Frank asked her.
'Uh, the FFD,' Izzy said quickly. FFD really stood for "Five Finger Discount", the name of the group she hung out with, but Frank needn't know that. 'Top secret stuff. Can't tell anyone,' she continued. At least this lie worked better than when she tried to explain how she knew Hawkeye. Frank's eyes widened.
'You're with a Federal agency?' he asked. Izzy shrugged.
'Yeah, why not,' she told him.
'Can I help, please?' Frank asked, his face lit up with joy. Izzy moved back a little.
'NO! No-one is supposed to have even heard of FFD, so keep it quiet,' Izzy told him.
'I'll take it to the grave,' Frank saluted. Izzy resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Another man walked in at the same time, and he grinned.
'Bothering the patients again, Frank?' BJ asked.
'That's Major to you!' Frank snapped.
'Ignore him, he hasn't had his afternoon nap. I'm BJ, Hawkeye asked me to come check up on you. He's got his hands full of nurse at the moment,' BJ said.
'Hi,' Izzy said. BJ took the chart from it's hook on the end of the cot as Frank went away.
'We don't have a name written down yet,' BJ said.
'Oh, it's Izzy,' Izzy said quickly. 'Izzy Parker.'
'Hawkeye says you can't remember how you got out here. Says you claim to have been in Australia one moment, here the next, or so how he tells it,' BJ said, writing something on the top of the chart.
'Er. . .' Izzy was stuck for a second.
'It's ok, you were hit pretty hard, and you did land on your head. I'm sure it'll come back sooner or later,' BJ said.
'How long have I been here?' Izzy asked.
'Couple of days. You should be up and walking by yourself in about a week,' BJ said.
'Good,' Izzy said.
'Did you want to get sent home? Back to Australia? Because odds are, you can go home,' BJ told her. Izzy stopped to think. Go home? Now? She had landed in the one place where people were trying to kill her instead of just have her locked away. On the other hand, this was the 4077th, where she knew the people there before they even knew about her.
'I don't have a home,' Izzy replied. 'Maybe I could stay and help out here. You seem to need it.'
'Why don't you have a home?' BJ asked.
'Well, my mother kicked me out of her house, and I never really got a job, seeing as I dropped out of school early,' Izzy explained. 'I lived in a park, and lived from a friends scraps and leftovers. It wasn't a good life. But here, I have a home, regular food, and I'm helping people.'
'I don't know how the Colonel will react,' BJ said slowly.
'Please, just ask him?' Izzy said sweetly. BJ shook his head in disbelief.
'I can't believe I'm going to do this,' he said. 'There should be a nurse come by in a few minutes. Blonde, medium height, usually angry. Her name's Houlihan, so flag her down if you need her,' BJ said as he walked off.
'Thanks,' Izzy called after him.
'Uh, sir? Doctor?' she called to him.
'What?' Frank Burns snapped as he came over. Izzy frowned.
'You don't have to be so mean,' she said.
'You abandoned the US army. You must have dumped your dog tags somewhere and ran. You probably work for the communists,' Frank spat. 'You shouldn't even be here.'
'No, I shouldn't, but not for that reason,' Izzy said. Frank eyed Izzy suspiciously. 'Anyway, I'm not in the army. Never have.'
'The navy, then,' Frank said.
'Nope,' Izzy said.
'Airforce?'
'No.'
'What are you from then?' Frank asked her.
'Uh, the FFD,' Izzy said quickly. FFD really stood for "Five Finger Discount", the name of the group she hung out with, but Frank needn't know that. 'Top secret stuff. Can't tell anyone,' she continued. At least this lie worked better than when she tried to explain how she knew Hawkeye. Frank's eyes widened.
'You're with a Federal agency?' he asked. Izzy shrugged.
'Yeah, why not,' she told him.
'Can I help, please?' Frank asked, his face lit up with joy. Izzy moved back a little.
'NO! No-one is supposed to have even heard of FFD, so keep it quiet,' Izzy told him.
'I'll take it to the grave,' Frank saluted. Izzy resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Another man walked in at the same time, and he grinned.
'Bothering the patients again, Frank?' BJ asked.
'That's Major to you!' Frank snapped.
'Ignore him, he hasn't had his afternoon nap. I'm BJ, Hawkeye asked me to come check up on you. He's got his hands full of nurse at the moment,' BJ said.
'Hi,' Izzy said. BJ took the chart from it's hook on the end of the cot as Frank went away.
'We don't have a name written down yet,' BJ said.
'Oh, it's Izzy,' Izzy said quickly. 'Izzy Parker.'
'Hawkeye says you can't remember how you got out here. Says you claim to have been in Australia one moment, here the next, or so how he tells it,' BJ said, writing something on the top of the chart.
'Er. . .' Izzy was stuck for a second.
'It's ok, you were hit pretty hard, and you did land on your head. I'm sure it'll come back sooner or later,' BJ said.
'How long have I been here?' Izzy asked.
'Couple of days. You should be up and walking by yourself in about a week,' BJ said.
'Good,' Izzy said.
'Did you want to get sent home? Back to Australia? Because odds are, you can go home,' BJ told her. Izzy stopped to think. Go home? Now? She had landed in the one place where people were trying to kill her instead of just have her locked away. On the other hand, this was the 4077th, where she knew the people there before they even knew about her.
'I don't have a home,' Izzy replied. 'Maybe I could stay and help out here. You seem to need it.'
'Why don't you have a home?' BJ asked.
'Well, my mother kicked me out of her house, and I never really got a job, seeing as I dropped out of school early,' Izzy explained. 'I lived in a park, and lived from a friends scraps and leftovers. It wasn't a good life. But here, I have a home, regular food, and I'm helping people.'
'I don't know how the Colonel will react,' BJ said slowly.
'Please, just ask him?' Izzy said sweetly. BJ shook his head in disbelief.
'I can't believe I'm going to do this,' he said. 'There should be a nurse come by in a few minutes. Blonde, medium height, usually angry. Her name's Houlihan, so flag her down if you need her,' BJ said as he walked off.
'Thanks,' Izzy called after him.