Back In the World
CH. 27
Seriousness to Silliness
Near Christmas at the Pierce Home
AN: Was out of town folks, and am leaving again this Tuesday. Yes school is out, hence the retreats. Sorry about the delay, here is a little something.
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Hawkeye sat quietly alone in his bed thinking of BJ's comment to him after he read the letter to him over the phone.
"Be happy for him...he's in heaven?" he shook his head. "How in God's name could Frank Burns make it into heaven?" He thought to himself. Salvation is an amazing thing. He pulled open his dresser drawer and grabbed the handkerchief he had gotten that one trusty day at the hospital. He glanced over to the empty place beside him and began to get a bit misty.
It was late and Blake had slept over a friends. He hopped out of the bed, handkerchief still in hand, and started to walk through the house. He glanced at picture frames and ornaments that laid around. They had attempted to put the tree up earlier that evening but with no success. Jennifer was always the practical one.
He opened the door to the attic and made his way up. Pulling the string to turn on the light he slowly started to go through some old things. He grabbed one particular picture from long ago; it was himself, Margaret Houlihan, Henry Blake, John Macintyre, Walter O'Reilly, Father Francis P. Mulcahy and the infamous Frank Burns. They had just gotten done with a long OR session and Radar had insisted they pose for a picture to send back to the states. Hawkeye remembered it well, because afterwards he and Trapper locked Frank in Margaret's tent and sold tickets for everyone to listen in on their late night chat.
He smirked a bit as he remembered then was wistful as he realized Frank Burns was no more, then shook his head briefly as he peered at the taller man beside him whom also was no more. Henry Blake.
He wiped the dust off the frame with the handkerchief and brought it down into his living room. He put it up right next to the picture of him and Jennifer the day they brought Blake home from the hospital.
He took a seat on the living room couch and glanced again at the tree which laid in pieces on the floor. Then suddenly began to burst out into laughter. His mind flashed back to when Blake was about five and Jennifer was in the kitchen while he tried to put together the tree. Jennifer had told him to wait till she got back but men and their pride I suppose. As he attempted to place the large middle branches onto the bottom lodge, it collapsed on top of him. Which caused his son to think it was a game and jump on top. Just then Jennifer walked in the room and laughing shook her head.
"Now can I say I told you so?" She smiled. And without helping her husband up or taking Blake up, she sat at the nearby chair and sipped her coffee, laughing hysterically as he attempted to move from under the fake pines while at the same time adjusting to Blake's jumping up and down on top of him.
Tears had started to fall at the hilarity of the flashback. He reclined on the couch then sat up quickly.
"I'll show her" he said laughingly. "Watch this honey." He said to the frame on the mantle.
And sure enough, after his first attempt, he laid on the floor covered in pine and being poked by the star ornament under his butt. As he reached for the piercing ornament he threw it across the room. Laughing he leaned his head back.... "Yeah yeah, now you can say I told you so..."
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THE END CH. 27
AN: Please review, it helps me, help you! Take care – TLH ‡
AN: Was out of town folks, and am leaving again this Tuesday. Yes school is out, hence the retreats. Sorry about the delay, here is a little something.
--
Hawkeye sat quietly alone in his bed thinking of BJ's comment to him after he read the letter to him over the phone.
"Be happy for him...he's in heaven?" he shook his head. "How in God's name could Frank Burns make it into heaven?" He thought to himself. Salvation is an amazing thing. He pulled open his dresser drawer and grabbed the handkerchief he had gotten that one trusty day at the hospital. He glanced over to the empty place beside him and began to get a bit misty.
It was late and Blake had slept over a friends. He hopped out of the bed, handkerchief still in hand, and started to walk through the house. He glanced at picture frames and ornaments that laid around. They had attempted to put the tree up earlier that evening but with no success. Jennifer was always the practical one.
He opened the door to the attic and made his way up. Pulling the string to turn on the light he slowly started to go through some old things. He grabbed one particular picture from long ago; it was himself, Margaret Houlihan, Henry Blake, John Macintyre, Walter O'Reilly, Father Francis P. Mulcahy and the infamous Frank Burns. They had just gotten done with a long OR session and Radar had insisted they pose for a picture to send back to the states. Hawkeye remembered it well, because afterwards he and Trapper locked Frank in Margaret's tent and sold tickets for everyone to listen in on their late night chat.
He smirked a bit as he remembered then was wistful as he realized Frank Burns was no more, then shook his head briefly as he peered at the taller man beside him whom also was no more. Henry Blake.
He wiped the dust off the frame with the handkerchief and brought it down into his living room. He put it up right next to the picture of him and Jennifer the day they brought Blake home from the hospital.
He took a seat on the living room couch and glanced again at the tree which laid in pieces on the floor. Then suddenly began to burst out into laughter. His mind flashed back to when Blake was about five and Jennifer was in the kitchen while he tried to put together the tree. Jennifer had told him to wait till she got back but men and their pride I suppose. As he attempted to place the large middle branches onto the bottom lodge, it collapsed on top of him. Which caused his son to think it was a game and jump on top. Just then Jennifer walked in the room and laughing shook her head.
"Now can I say I told you so?" She smiled. And without helping her husband up or taking Blake up, she sat at the nearby chair and sipped her coffee, laughing hysterically as he attempted to move from under the fake pines while at the same time adjusting to Blake's jumping up and down on top of him.
Tears had started to fall at the hilarity of the flashback. He reclined on the couch then sat up quickly.
"I'll show her" he said laughingly. "Watch this honey." He said to the frame on the mantle.
And sure enough, after his first attempt, he laid on the floor covered in pine and being poked by the star ornament under his butt. As he reached for the piercing ornament he threw it across the room. Laughing he leaned his head back.... "Yeah yeah, now you can say I told you so..."
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THE END CH. 27
AN: Please review, it helps me, help you! Take care – TLH ‡