Back In the World
Ch. 17
"Brotherhood in every sense of the word"
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!!! GET THE BODY! HE'S ONE OF OURS!!!" The soldier yelled over the firing of his weapon. "Let's move!! Get Him Out!"
"Got Him Sir." Came a reply.
"You three take him to the chopper...and medi vac hospital...we'll clean up here."
"Yes Sir!" The solider yelled back to his CO, as the three cradled Pierces body and raced through the jungle.
They three stopped to rest for a moment. "We don't have time to rest guys, it's a chest wound...he's barely got a pulse."
"Alright, we only got a little ways...get a new bandage on it." The Lt. ordered and within minutes they continued. They loaded him onto the chopper.
"Get him to a Medical Unit Now! Gun shot in the chest!" The soldier yelled to the pilot after he jumped in. Within seconds the chopper was off.
** Days had passed since Hawkeye dropped off his letter in the mail. He wondered if Frank would reply at all, and if he even wanted him to.
This past day, Jennifer had gotten substantially worse and Hawkeye decided to take her to the emergency. Her blood count was dropping and the chemo therapy hadn't been helping as much as the doctors hoped. It had bought her some time but Hawkeye knew it wouldn't buy her the rest of her life. As he sat at her bedside he couldn't help but think of his son, worried thought after worried thought ran through his head. As he reached for his wife's hand, a doctor approached her bed side.
"You may want to head home Dr. Pierce..."
He looked up. "What if she...I can't."
"I understand, perhaps at least go pick up some things so you can be comfortable..."
"Buddy, I lived in a hole in the ground in Korea for three years, I can handle not shaving for a couple days."
The Doctor was taken aback by the reply. "Well alright then." He nodded, checked a couple vitals, as Hawkeye watched him closely, and exited the room.
Hawkeye paced outside the room after him and grabbed his wife's chart. His eyes closed as his heart began to ache, she was fading away right before his eyes. From her vitals it seemed as though she could take her last breath at any moment. Even though he understood that there would be good days and worse days, he didn't want to understand it.
'She was fine three days ago and now she's coming closer to death by the minute...my God...' He thought. He sat aside her once again, grasping her hand, but he got no squeeze in return. He sighed and put his forehead on his hand... 'Oh, son, I wish you were here'
**
** Hours passed and Benjamin Pierce had visitor after visitor. Doctor after doctor coming to check on their friend and colleague. Hawkeye appreciated their concern but wished to be alone. After his last visitor left he went into the hall to make a phone call.
"Beej."
"Hey Hawk, how are ya buddy? How's Jen."
"Not good." He shook his head and looked down at his feet.
BJ sighed on the other end. "How bad?"
"Pretty bad...she was so weak last night I had to bring her in...her vitals are failing...Beej I'm losing her." He found himself starting to get choked up and cleared his throat.
BJ shook his head as well, and searched for the words to say. "Hawk...I'm sorry...do you need me?"
"Beej, If I lose her...I...it's coming faster than I can handle...I don't have Blake...and if I lose her..." he stopped himself.
"I'll be there by night fall." BJ replied solemnly.
"Oh, no, I don't want you picking up and leaving your family and practice on a count of poor old Hawkeye...you stay home, I'll be fine."
"Hawk...Peg is fine, and my patients can wait...I only have one brother and I'm not leaving him alone, not now."
Hawkeye smiled at being called his brother. "Really...you don't have..."
"Be there by night fall, which hospital are you at?" He asked reaching for a pen.
Hawkeye sighed, he did want to be alone, but BJ was different. "Community General, on Fifth Street. Two miles down from my house."
"Alright...don't worry, everything will be alright...I'll see ya soon."
With no goodbyes the two hung up. Benjamin Pierce then walked passively back to his wife's bedside, silently praying that his son be returned home soon, for the chance to see his mother alive before...
**
"Scalpel...arrogate the wound...sponge...suction...I can't see a thing dam nit...there we go I see it...lap sponge...got it..." He dropped the bullet and could hear the clang it made as it rested in the pan full of shrapnel and other bullets from other soldiers. He snapped off his gloves and with all the grace of a stool pigeon hollered... "Next Patient."
**
It was about night fall and the hospital was all quiet, except for the occasional phone call and cart passing by.
A tall man approached the desk holding a duffel bag in his hand and asked for "Jennifer Pierce."
The nurse's facial expression changed a bit as she decided to take him to the room, regardless of the visiting hours being over.
"Here it is sir; the husband has been here all day and night."
He made his way in to see the back of his friend facing him. "Hawk?" He slowly paced towards his friend. Oddly enough, the room was empty.
Hawkeye turned his head to meet his friend, pacing over to him and looking him in the eyes.
"She's gone"
** THE END CH. 17
AN: I don't know how long it takes from California to Maine, but for the sake of fan fic, let BJ get there by nightfall okay? And gee guys, was Ch. 16 that boring I only two reviews...poo...anyhow, Koosh,(and others who may be wondering) more about Burns a little later I believe...but you'll like it....
Please review, it helps me help you....Take care – TLH ‡
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!!! GET THE BODY! HE'S ONE OF OURS!!!" The soldier yelled over the firing of his weapon. "Let's move!! Get Him Out!"
"Got Him Sir." Came a reply.
"You three take him to the chopper...and medi vac hospital...we'll clean up here."
"Yes Sir!" The solider yelled back to his CO, as the three cradled Pierces body and raced through the jungle.
They three stopped to rest for a moment. "We don't have time to rest guys, it's a chest wound...he's barely got a pulse."
"Alright, we only got a little ways...get a new bandage on it." The Lt. ordered and within minutes they continued. They loaded him onto the chopper.
"Get him to a Medical Unit Now! Gun shot in the chest!" The soldier yelled to the pilot after he jumped in. Within seconds the chopper was off.
** Days had passed since Hawkeye dropped off his letter in the mail. He wondered if Frank would reply at all, and if he even wanted him to.
This past day, Jennifer had gotten substantially worse and Hawkeye decided to take her to the emergency. Her blood count was dropping and the chemo therapy hadn't been helping as much as the doctors hoped. It had bought her some time but Hawkeye knew it wouldn't buy her the rest of her life. As he sat at her bedside he couldn't help but think of his son, worried thought after worried thought ran through his head. As he reached for his wife's hand, a doctor approached her bed side.
"You may want to head home Dr. Pierce..."
He looked up. "What if she...I can't."
"I understand, perhaps at least go pick up some things so you can be comfortable..."
"Buddy, I lived in a hole in the ground in Korea for three years, I can handle not shaving for a couple days."
The Doctor was taken aback by the reply. "Well alright then." He nodded, checked a couple vitals, as Hawkeye watched him closely, and exited the room.
Hawkeye paced outside the room after him and grabbed his wife's chart. His eyes closed as his heart began to ache, she was fading away right before his eyes. From her vitals it seemed as though she could take her last breath at any moment. Even though he understood that there would be good days and worse days, he didn't want to understand it.
'She was fine three days ago and now she's coming closer to death by the minute...my God...' He thought. He sat aside her once again, grasping her hand, but he got no squeeze in return. He sighed and put his forehead on his hand... 'Oh, son, I wish you were here'
**
** Hours passed and Benjamin Pierce had visitor after visitor. Doctor after doctor coming to check on their friend and colleague. Hawkeye appreciated their concern but wished to be alone. After his last visitor left he went into the hall to make a phone call.
"Beej."
"Hey Hawk, how are ya buddy? How's Jen."
"Not good." He shook his head and looked down at his feet.
BJ sighed on the other end. "How bad?"
"Pretty bad...she was so weak last night I had to bring her in...her vitals are failing...Beej I'm losing her." He found himself starting to get choked up and cleared his throat.
BJ shook his head as well, and searched for the words to say. "Hawk...I'm sorry...do you need me?"
"Beej, If I lose her...I...it's coming faster than I can handle...I don't have Blake...and if I lose her..." he stopped himself.
"I'll be there by night fall." BJ replied solemnly.
"Oh, no, I don't want you picking up and leaving your family and practice on a count of poor old Hawkeye...you stay home, I'll be fine."
"Hawk...Peg is fine, and my patients can wait...I only have one brother and I'm not leaving him alone, not now."
Hawkeye smiled at being called his brother. "Really...you don't have..."
"Be there by night fall, which hospital are you at?" He asked reaching for a pen.
Hawkeye sighed, he did want to be alone, but BJ was different. "Community General, on Fifth Street. Two miles down from my house."
"Alright...don't worry, everything will be alright...I'll see ya soon."
With no goodbyes the two hung up. Benjamin Pierce then walked passively back to his wife's bedside, silently praying that his son be returned home soon, for the chance to see his mother alive before...
**
"Scalpel...arrogate the wound...sponge...suction...I can't see a thing dam nit...there we go I see it...lap sponge...got it..." He dropped the bullet and could hear the clang it made as it rested in the pan full of shrapnel and other bullets from other soldiers. He snapped off his gloves and with all the grace of a stool pigeon hollered... "Next Patient."
**
It was about night fall and the hospital was all quiet, except for the occasional phone call and cart passing by.
A tall man approached the desk holding a duffel bag in his hand and asked for "Jennifer Pierce."
The nurse's facial expression changed a bit as she decided to take him to the room, regardless of the visiting hours being over.
"Here it is sir; the husband has been here all day and night."
He made his way in to see the back of his friend facing him. "Hawk?" He slowly paced towards his friend. Oddly enough, the room was empty.
Hawkeye turned his head to meet his friend, pacing over to him and looking him in the eyes.
"She's gone"
** THE END CH. 17
AN: I don't know how long it takes from California to Maine, but for the sake of fan fic, let BJ get there by nightfall okay? And gee guys, was Ch. 16 that boring I only two reviews...poo...anyhow, Koosh,(and others who may be wondering) more about Burns a little later I believe...but you'll like it....
Please review, it helps me help you....Take care – TLH ‡