To the rest of the camp, Izzy was able to become her usual self over the next few days. She didn't mention the nightmares she'd been having since Hawkeye got back, they just seemed irrelevant. Other than that, she was fine.

When Sidney heard about Izzy's recovery over Hawkeye, he said to keep an eye on her just in case, although she was probably fine. Izzy was even allowed to go back on guard duty.

'Don't forget, every two hours,' Hawkeye said as he went back to the Swamp.

'I know,' Izzy replied, rolling her eyes.

'It's like he feels as if he has to look after you,' Klinger said as they walked off.

'Why?' Izzy asked.

'Well, I was talking to BJ about it, and he says Hawkeye counts you as the little sister he never had.'

'Great.'

'You don't like Hawkeye giving you all that attention?' Klinger asked.

'No, I love it, but he gets silly sometimes, like telling me to see him every two hours,' Izzy said.

'Yeah, but look what happened last time,' Klinger reminded her.

'That only happened because Flagg was a psycho,' Izzy said.

'Maybe, but Hawkeye won't see it that way,' Klinger said. 'He's too fond of you.' Izzy stopped. She'd never had anyone tell her they were "fond" of her. It felt nice.

'What's tonight's password?' Izzy asked.

'It's "it mainly rains in Spain" tonight,' Klinger replied.

'Alright,' Izzy said, and they began patrolling the camp.

'Tell me more about your life in Sydney,' Klinger said.

'Wasn't what I told you in Seoul enough?' Izzy asked in surprise.

'I just want to know what it's like. I'm sick to death of hearing about Maine, Ohio, and all those other places people call home. You don't talk enough about Sydney, and I want to know what it's like,' Klinger said.

'It's big,' Izzy started. 'Not as big as some of the cities in America, but it was all I knew.'

'Keep going,' Klinger said when she paused for a second.

'Sydney can be harsh as well. Pickpockets like me are everywhere. You know the FFD that I told Flagg about? It's a real group. It was the name of my shoplifting friends, and FFD stood for Five Finger Discount, which is just another name for stealing,' Izzy said. This was hard for her, she'd never talked about her stealing like this before.

'When it saves someone's life, does it matter?' Klinger asked. Izzy looked up. She remembered saying that when Klinger was doubtful about her stealing the hydrocortisone.

'Thanks, Klinger,' she said, smiling.

**~~*~~*~~*~~**

Hawkeye was asleep, it was the first thing Izzy noticed when she went into the Swamp to let Hawkeye know she was ok.

'Don't wake him, he made me promise I'd stay up and keep an eye on you,' BJ said.

'Oh,' Izzy said. 'Well, I'm still alive.'

BJ smiled. 'That's the spirit.'

Izzy went back outside and glanced around. Klinger had said he'd continue rounds while she spoke to Hawkeye, but she couldn't see him anywhere. Something gleamed on the ground, from the light of a nearby tent. It looked like a gun. Izzy ran over. It was a gun.

Klinger's.

She looked around, a little scared now. Klinger didn't leave his gun in the middle of the compound for no reason. She stuck to the shadows, and hoped she wasn't making a huge racket to alert whoever was out there. She crept around the showers, and found Klinger with his hands on his head, surrounded by four other men. Izzy tried to hide a gasp, then lifted the gun to her shoulder and fired.

**~~*~~*~~*~~**

In the Swamp, Hawkeye jumped awake.

'What was that?' he demanded.

'Nothing,' BJ replied nervously. There was another shot.

'That was a gun shot,' Hawkeye said. He got up as quickly as his half asleep body would allow and put his red bathrobe on, tying a knot in the sash while trying to stamp his feet into his boots.

'Did Izzy come by?' Hawkeye asked, bending down to fix one of his boots as a third shot sounded.

'Just five minutes ago,' BJ replied, who was also getting his bathrobe on. Both men ran out into the compound as another shot sounded, as did most of the camp.

'Who's on guard duty?' Potter barked at Radar.

'Corporal Klinger and Private Izzy, sir,' Radar replied.

'Izzy!' Hawkeye yelled frantically.

'Keep the noise down,' a voice said in the shadows. 'And bring a few stretchers. I think I may have hurt a few people more than I wanted to.' A torch was shone in the voice's direction, and Izzy held up a hand to keep the glare out of her eyes.

'What happened?' Potter said.

'Well, I found Klinger's gun on the ground and came around here. There were a few men standing around him, with guns pointing at him, so I figured they were enemy soldiers or something, so I shot them,' Izzy explained.

'You shot them?' a few people repeated in shock.

'Yeah, near the showers. Stretchers, please?' Izzy said. A few people ran off, and Izzy led Hawkeye, BJ, Potter and a few other people to where Klinger and the strangers were. Klinger was pale and shaking, but seemed unharmed. There were four soldiers on the ground there, one shot in the leg, two in the shoulder, and the last had his side clipped by one of Izzy's shots.

'They were going to shoot me,' Klinger said.

'I know you don't approve of violence, Hawkeye, but they were out to kill, I only wanted to distract them,' Izzy said. Hawkeye didn't say anything.

'Prep them,' Potter said, and everyone followed the four men on stretchers.

'See Hawkeye, I can look after myself,' Izzy said. Hawkeye wasn't able to say a word for the rest of the night.