Here is chapter 3; I hope you find it better then the last two chapters. Those where rushed. Sadly I don't own MASH, although I would love to. Well, as always read, review and enjoy.
Emily scanned the compound for any sign of Walter; she needed to explain things to him. Maybe then they could be together again.
"How dare for push a Major! You're going on report for this young lady! Hey, are you even listening to me?!" The annoying Major grabbed Emily's arms and spun her around. "You listen when a superior officer talks to you, do you understand?!" Emily opened her mouth to say something to insult the Major but then Hawkeye showed up. 'Won't anybody leave me alone?' Emily thought to herself.
"Frank, let the young lady go. Go find someone else to yell at." Hawkeye said. Frank let go of Emily and walked away.
"Thank you Hawkeye, does that Major always act like that?" Emily said, looking up at Hawkeye.
"Yeah, but don't listen to him. No one else here does, you see rank around here means nothing." He looked down at Emily; she was a very short person. Only 5ft 1in in height, so compared to someone as tall as Hawkeye, Emily was a midget. Hawkeye stood with Emily in the middle of the compound and talked for a couple of hours, until Emily remembered her bags still sat outside of the office door.
"Oh, I soo sorry Hawkeye, but I have to go." Emily said, and then she bolted towards the office as fast as her little legs would carry her. Thankfully her bags were still outside and unopened. She picked them up then walked into the office. There was a short man with a green cap on sitting at the desk.
"Hello, could you please tell me where might I find the commanding officer?" Emily asked the young man. He got up from his chair and turned to face her, the young man in the chair was Walter.
"Walter!" Emily gasped in shock.
"Yes it is me, Emily tell me why you decided to show up after leaving me over a year ago. You said you loved me and then a month later you got up and left." Radar's voice was filled with pain and hatred for Emily. He gave all of his love to her, only to be hurt and left empty. Tears threatened to fall from his brown eyes one again.
"I needed to Walter; you think it was easy leaving the one person who understood me, and the only one that I loved. Listen, why don't you point me towards the commander's office so I can get assigned to a tent. Then we can talk there, where it is more private." Emily, like Radar, was close to tears. She refused to let them fall from her eyes. No, she wasn't going to break down here.
"Ok, his office is right there" Radar pointed to a pair of doors. "you better let me go in first." Radar said in a bitter voice, and then he walked through the doors.
"Cornel, the new corpsman you wanted is here, do you want to see her?" Radar asked Henry.
"Sure, I have nothing better to do." Henry said groggily, he was rather upset that someone woke him up from his nap for the fifth time that day. 'Wait a minute; did Radar just call the corpsman a her? No he couldn't have, my sleep deprived brain just made an error.' Just then his jaw dropped when he saw Emily.
"Radar, I thought you said the new corpsman was here?" Henry, as always, was confused.
Emily smiled sheepishly at the Cornel. "Umm, excuse me Sir, but I am the new corpsman. My name is Sergeant Emily Rodgers."
"Oh, sorry, but most of our Corpsmen are well... men, and frankly dear, you not a man." Henry put a cigar in his mouth and lit it up.
"I know sir, but I am your new corpsman so can you just please assign me to my quarters so I can get settled in?" Emily was beginning to get annoyed, and being a red head she had a very short temper. (I know that most of you might disagree on this, but I'm a red head too and I have a tendency to get very cranky every now and then)
Henry thought for a few minutes, he couldn't put her in the nurse's tent because then Major Houlihan would have a fit because Emily wasn't an officer, he couldn't put her in with the men because Emily was a woman; the only place for her would be the VIP quarters. If he put her there the camp wouldn't have a VIP tent, Henry would have to order one from quartermasters and it could take weeks for a new tent to arrive. Henry sat and thought for a few more minutes before making his decision.
"Radar!" Henry knew that it was useless to call Radar, because he was already behind him. "I wish you wouldn't do that, put Emily in the VIP tent then get on the phone with quartermasters and order a new VIP tent." Emily chuckled to herself; it was kind of funny how Walter and the Cornel were talking at the same time.
"Ok sir; follow me Emily and I'll show you to your tent." Radar took Emily's bags and walked out of the office.
Well, is it better? Review and tell me please.