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. When the baby was only a month old, Margaret moved to Boston and began working at Boston Mercy. As time passed Margaret watched Haylie grow into a chubby little girl.
Being a full time nurse working in the OR Margaret never once saw Charles Winchester. She would get days off but spent them with her baby girl. Haylie had grown to love her baby-sitter. Which was Margaret's Aunt Betsy.
Haylie was turning into a miniature Margaret. She had the same delicate bone structure, but was chubby, just like Margaret was. The same blonde hair that came curly and full of life. Just as Al said the little girl had the same smile. The only thing that was different about the little girl was the eyes. They weren't ice blue, but a deep royal blue, which Margaret only saw in one man. She couldn't be his, or could she? Margaret honestly didn't know, it was over a year ago now.
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Boston Mass. 1955
Hawkeye sat in the nursery at his Boston home, cradling his daughter. She was now one and a half years old, and without a mother. Sybil had divorced him when she found out she was pregnant, having a child wasn't in her plans.
She left a week after Lily was born. Hawkeye smiled at the little girl in his arms. She looked more like his mother than anyone. And he was glad for that. He decided to name her after the two people who loved him more than life itself. Lily and Angelina, for Lilian (Lily for short) was Margaret's middle name and Angelina was both his grandmother and mother's name.
He watched as her hazel eyes watched him carefully. He brushed the light brown hair on her head and smiled at her. It was then that the phone decided to ring.
"Someone wants to talk to us, yes they do." Hawkeye smiled picking up the phone that sat beside the rocking chair. "Hello, Dr. Pierce speaking."
"Hello Pierce," Said a pleasant familiar voice.
"Hey Charles, what's up?"
"I was just curious on how my honorary niece is doing?"
"Wonderful. She's not sick anymore. It seems like it was just a cold."
"Excellent. I have a favor to ask you."
"What is it?"
"Well I was wondering if you and Lily would like to join me for dinner."
"Why Charles, you know I would never deny food."
"Yes Pierce. When are you free?"
"Um. Well I'm working Saturday till four, but anytime after that I'm off."
"And having the baby, you're not on call I presume?"
"Nope. Say Charles, can I ask you a question?"
"What is it?"
"Well did you know me and Sybil wouldn't last?"
"We all did Pierce, you were just too dense to give a damn."
"Thanks Charles. Well my little girl is getting a little fussy; I'll see you tomorrow at work."
"I'm sure I will. Good night Pierce."
"Good night Charles." Hawkeye smiled hanging up the phone. He looked at the toddler in his arms and smiled. "Well Lily time for a bath?"
"Baf!" Lily said happily bouncing in his arms.
"Lets get you in the bath, then bed time." Lily just smiled and laid her head on her father's shoulder. Hawkeye rubbed her back and walked into the bathroom across the hall.
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