Alrighty then. Second chappie. Now I've got, like, 4 different ideas of
where this could go, so this could go kinda slow as I try to figure it all
out for sure. Sorry.
--Chapter 2--
"Oh my... Hawk!" BJ yelled to him as he examined the girl after cleaning her up. Hawk raced over and cursed quietly at the sight of the girls stomach. Covered in scars and one good, deep, fresh wound.
"And I finally found some ID." BJ added, barely able to take his eyes off the gash on the girl's stomach running from her back to her stomach. He held up her driver's license for him to see.
"Katharina Wayne." Hawkeye read. "27-years-old, blonde blue eyed. 5'8''."
"What do you think happened to her?" BJ asked, running his hands through his hair.
"We'll ask when she gets up."
----
Radar raced into the Swamp fairly early the next morning. The rain had let up, now only a light drizzle.
"Hawkeye!" He said, jostling the sleeping man awake. "Captain Pierce!" He said after getting a rude look from Burns who was already awake, writing a letter.
"What are you doing in here, Corporal? You aren't-"
"Frank, leave the kid alone." BJ grumbled from his cot.
"What is it Radar?" Hawkeye asked wearily.
"That girl, the real pretty one you guys brought in last night, she's awake. She's not real happy either."
"What do you mean?" Hawkeye asked, as he pulled himself out of bed and slipped into his boots. BJ followed suit.
"She's yelling and fighting with the nurses." Radar explained.
Hawkeye chuckled. "Sounds like a real fiery dame." He stood, grabbed his robe and ran over to post-op.
He arrived to find that Radar's explanation did not do any justice to the battle raging in post-op. It was fairly empty, there'd been a slight lull lately. The blonde girl, her bright blue eyes now open and burning in anger, throwing things at the nurses weakly as she coughed. The other patients dodged as things came at them, some laughed, finding the whole thing funny. Hawkeye had to agree, the weak blonde girl throwing things at Houlihan and her crew was surprisingly funny.
He jerked forward and ducked under a bedpan as it hurtled past his head. Weak as she was, her aim was excellent. He ran forward grabbing her next weapon, a roll of gauze, and throwing it to one of the nurses. He grabbed her shoulders.
"Hey, Katharina!" He said loudly. He realized that he was all that holding the semi-conscious girl up. "Let's get you back to bed."
"No." She said, trying to push away from him, but finding herself too weak to do such. "Let me go."
"We're just going to get you back to bed and ask you a few questions." BJ was right behind him and sat down next to him.
As soon as the girl was on the bed, she scooted as far away as she could. She pulled her knees into her chest, and wrapped her arms around her legs.
"Don't you dare hurt me. You'll regret it." She said quietly, threatening them.
"I believe it." Hawkeye said. "Katharina Wayne, right?"
She glared at him, not answering.
"I'm BJ Honeycut." BJ put in. "This is Benjamin Franklin Pierce."
"Hawkeye." Hawk added.
The girl said nothing, only coughed a little.
"Right, do you want to tell us what you're doing here?" Hawkeye asked. "And what happened to you?"
--Chapter 2--
"Oh my... Hawk!" BJ yelled to him as he examined the girl after cleaning her up. Hawk raced over and cursed quietly at the sight of the girls stomach. Covered in scars and one good, deep, fresh wound.
"And I finally found some ID." BJ added, barely able to take his eyes off the gash on the girl's stomach running from her back to her stomach. He held up her driver's license for him to see.
"Katharina Wayne." Hawkeye read. "27-years-old, blonde blue eyed. 5'8''."
"What do you think happened to her?" BJ asked, running his hands through his hair.
"We'll ask when she gets up."
----
Radar raced into the Swamp fairly early the next morning. The rain had let up, now only a light drizzle.
"Hawkeye!" He said, jostling the sleeping man awake. "Captain Pierce!" He said after getting a rude look from Burns who was already awake, writing a letter.
"What are you doing in here, Corporal? You aren't-"
"Frank, leave the kid alone." BJ grumbled from his cot.
"What is it Radar?" Hawkeye asked wearily.
"That girl, the real pretty one you guys brought in last night, she's awake. She's not real happy either."
"What do you mean?" Hawkeye asked, as he pulled himself out of bed and slipped into his boots. BJ followed suit.
"She's yelling and fighting with the nurses." Radar explained.
Hawkeye chuckled. "Sounds like a real fiery dame." He stood, grabbed his robe and ran over to post-op.
He arrived to find that Radar's explanation did not do any justice to the battle raging in post-op. It was fairly empty, there'd been a slight lull lately. The blonde girl, her bright blue eyes now open and burning in anger, throwing things at the nurses weakly as she coughed. The other patients dodged as things came at them, some laughed, finding the whole thing funny. Hawkeye had to agree, the weak blonde girl throwing things at Houlihan and her crew was surprisingly funny.
He jerked forward and ducked under a bedpan as it hurtled past his head. Weak as she was, her aim was excellent. He ran forward grabbing her next weapon, a roll of gauze, and throwing it to one of the nurses. He grabbed her shoulders.
"Hey, Katharina!" He said loudly. He realized that he was all that holding the semi-conscious girl up. "Let's get you back to bed."
"No." She said, trying to push away from him, but finding herself too weak to do such. "Let me go."
"We're just going to get you back to bed and ask you a few questions." BJ was right behind him and sat down next to him.
As soon as the girl was on the bed, she scooted as far away as she could. She pulled her knees into her chest, and wrapped her arms around her legs.
"Don't you dare hurt me. You'll regret it." She said quietly, threatening them.
"I believe it." Hawkeye said. "Katharina Wayne, right?"
She glared at him, not answering.
"I'm BJ Honeycut." BJ put in. "This is Benjamin Franklin Pierce."
"Hawkeye." Hawk added.
The girl said nothing, only coughed a little.
"Right, do you want to tell us what you're doing here?" Hawkeye asked. "And what happened to you?"