A/N Sorry this has taken a month, I've had trouble writing this and I've been busy with my GCSE's.

Chapter 8

Fifteen minutes had past. BJ was still trying to resuscitate him. The whole camp had gathered outside post-op. Radar was waiting in his office for any news. He had seen people being resuscitated many times but this was just too much for him. What if the unthinkable happened and Hawkeye died? Radar quickly started shuffling and sorting the files. Anything to keep his mind off Hawkeye laying there.

Twenty minutes had now past. BJ came walking through the doors from post-op and collapsed on the bed.

"Sir"

"Not now Radar"

"Sir is………….is Hawkeye alright?"

No answer, Col Potter then entered.

"Leave him be Radar, and yes Hawkeye is ok, just barely though. For now he's stable"

"Thank God"

"Yes, thank God indeed." Colonel Potter then grabbed the microphone, "Attention. Attention, all personnel. I would like to inform you that our dear friend Hawkeye is stable for now. Thank You."

As the old man fell back in his chair a cheer arose from the compound.

Over the next few days, Hawkeye was listed as critical but was getting stronger all the time.

A week later Hawkeye woke up. The nurse didn't notice until she heard:

"Hey good looking, why don't you slide over here and share this bunk?"

For once, one of Hawkeye's cheesy chat up lines seemed to bring nothing but joy to the nurse's face. BJ and Margaret then rushed over to see him.

"Hi Hawk, how are you feeling? You know we looked for you for days."

"Really? How do you think I'm feeling Beej?"

"Hi Pierce"

"Aaaaaah Margaret, did you by any chance find a note?"

"Well, um. Yes"

"And?"

"And we'll talk about it later. In private."

"Talk about what Major?"

"Hi Colonel, this is turning into a real party."

"So how are you Pierce?"

"Physically, not so good."

"Mentally?"

"Is Sydney still around Colonel?"

"Yes Son, I'll send him over if you want?"

"Yeah, that'd be great but can you send him tomorrow? I don't want to be a party pooper or anything but I'm feeling tired"

"Ok Son, we'll let you get some rest."

"Bye Hawk"

"Bye Beej"

"See you Pierce"

"Thanks for coming Margaret"

*********Outside***********

"So Colonel, How do you think he is? I mean mentally."

"Well………………………………."