Back In the World
Ch. 19
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"Then this little boy Kim and Dr. Macintyre were lifted to safety by the chopper, when they touched down, we all ran over to them rejoicing, but what happened next we would have never expected...Sister Theresa from the orphanage, had brought the little boys mother, and they were reunited...now isn't that a happy ending?" The priest looked over to the boy and again came no response. He lifted his hat slightly off his forehead.
"Well then, I best be going, have many rounds to do, you just rest, I will be back in a little while." He tipped his hat and stood up.
"Did you get that Pierce kid straightened out yet Father?" The tall doctor asked appearing next to the Fathers side.
The Fathers eyes widened. "Pierce?" He repeated.
The Doctor was used to the repetition because of the Fathers hearing so replied graciously. "Yes, Pierce."
He grew curious. "No responses yet Doctor, but may I ask where this boy is from?"
"Gee I don't know that much Father, I do know he got a pretty bad beating, not to mention the bullet that..."
The Father interrupted him. "That's quite enough for my ears...I can see just fine." He replied with a slight smile to ease the possibility of coming off as rude.
"Okay then, you just let me know if there is any progress...we appreciate it." The doctor said patting the priest on the back and continuing in the opposite direction.
The priest stood idle, doing his best not to stare at Blake. He recalled someone at the dinner reunion, mentioning that Hawkeye's son had been drafted. But it couldn't be? Could it?
The Father was determined to find out; he made a B-Line for the clerk.
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MAINE*
Hawkeye Pierce sat quietly on his couch, as BJ made phone call after phone call. He peered around the room but always came back to the same focus. His wedding ring.
He stood up and hollered over to his friend, "I gotta get some fresh air."
BJ nodded as if giving permission and continued his phone escapades.
The air was brisk, and he barely flinched at the gust of air that just passed by. He started at the porch then continued down the sidewalk. A few people passed and smiles were exchanged. He found himself at the end of his street then headed back. As a helicopter passed overhead, his mind took him back....
** VIETNAM
"You're certain it's Maine?" The priest asked the short man in front of him.
"Yes Father...his Fathers name is Benjamin and his Mothers name is Jennifer." The clerk replied eyeing the paper before him.
"Thank you, I really appreciate it." With that he headed towards Pierces bed and took up a crate once again.
Blake's eyes met the Fathers. The Father kicked himself for not realizing it was Hawkeye's son sooner. "My son, do you realize that your Father and I served together in Korea?"
'Of course, I do, he talked about you every once in a while' Blake thought in his mind but nothing came out.
The priest sighed, "He is a fine man, your father, an absolute gem, though his antic were far from Catholic, I adored his character. I know he must be so proud of you back home, and so happy to hear that you are returning to him. I will do all I can to see you are sent back as soon as humanly possible...speaking or not."
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MAINE*
Hawkeye shook the horrid memories from his mind and continued down the street. He saw a group Blake's friends throwing a football around. He wanted to be angry, but simply smiled and waved. He knew that within hours, the entire neighborhood would have heard of Jens passing, and that those same boys would be at his door step soon, giving their condolences.
Back at the house, BJ gruelingly prepared for the services and just before he thought he had hung up the phone for the last time, he thought of a special someone who he needed to call. He shuffled through some papers, picked up the phone and began to dial. "Hello, Margaret...its BJ..."
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THE END CH. 19
AN: I know this was slightly shorter than the others, I'm sorry. I will get some more up as soon as I figure out where I want to go with this. Please review, it helps me, help you, Take care – TLH ‡
Ch. 19
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"Then this little boy Kim and Dr. Macintyre were lifted to safety by the chopper, when they touched down, we all ran over to them rejoicing, but what happened next we would have never expected...Sister Theresa from the orphanage, had brought the little boys mother, and they were reunited...now isn't that a happy ending?" The priest looked over to the boy and again came no response. He lifted his hat slightly off his forehead.
"Well then, I best be going, have many rounds to do, you just rest, I will be back in a little while." He tipped his hat and stood up.
"Did you get that Pierce kid straightened out yet Father?" The tall doctor asked appearing next to the Fathers side.
The Fathers eyes widened. "Pierce?" He repeated.
The Doctor was used to the repetition because of the Fathers hearing so replied graciously. "Yes, Pierce."
He grew curious. "No responses yet Doctor, but may I ask where this boy is from?"
"Gee I don't know that much Father, I do know he got a pretty bad beating, not to mention the bullet that..."
The Father interrupted him. "That's quite enough for my ears...I can see just fine." He replied with a slight smile to ease the possibility of coming off as rude.
"Okay then, you just let me know if there is any progress...we appreciate it." The doctor said patting the priest on the back and continuing in the opposite direction.
The priest stood idle, doing his best not to stare at Blake. He recalled someone at the dinner reunion, mentioning that Hawkeye's son had been drafted. But it couldn't be? Could it?
The Father was determined to find out; he made a B-Line for the clerk.
--
MAINE*
Hawkeye Pierce sat quietly on his couch, as BJ made phone call after phone call. He peered around the room but always came back to the same focus. His wedding ring.
He stood up and hollered over to his friend, "I gotta get some fresh air."
BJ nodded as if giving permission and continued his phone escapades.
The air was brisk, and he barely flinched at the gust of air that just passed by. He started at the porch then continued down the sidewalk. A few people passed and smiles were exchanged. He found himself at the end of his street then headed back. As a helicopter passed overhead, his mind took him back....
** VIETNAM
"You're certain it's Maine?" The priest asked the short man in front of him.
"Yes Father...his Fathers name is Benjamin and his Mothers name is Jennifer." The clerk replied eyeing the paper before him.
"Thank you, I really appreciate it." With that he headed towards Pierces bed and took up a crate once again.
Blake's eyes met the Fathers. The Father kicked himself for not realizing it was Hawkeye's son sooner. "My son, do you realize that your Father and I served together in Korea?"
'Of course, I do, he talked about you every once in a while' Blake thought in his mind but nothing came out.
The priest sighed, "He is a fine man, your father, an absolute gem, though his antic were far from Catholic, I adored his character. I know he must be so proud of you back home, and so happy to hear that you are returning to him. I will do all I can to see you are sent back as soon as humanly possible...speaking or not."
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MAINE*
Hawkeye shook the horrid memories from his mind and continued down the street. He saw a group Blake's friends throwing a football around. He wanted to be angry, but simply smiled and waved. He knew that within hours, the entire neighborhood would have heard of Jens passing, and that those same boys would be at his door step soon, giving their condolences.
Back at the house, BJ gruelingly prepared for the services and just before he thought he had hung up the phone for the last time, he thought of a special someone who he needed to call. He shuffled through some papers, picked up the phone and began to dial. "Hello, Margaret...its BJ..."
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THE END CH. 19
AN: I know this was slightly shorter than the others, I'm sorry. I will get some more up as soon as I figure out where I want to go with this. Please review, it helps me, help you, Take care – TLH ‡