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Shortly after Margaret returned home from New York, she and Hawkeye started to spend EVEN more time together, not only as friends, or parents, but as some what of a couple. They would go to informal dinners, or to the movies without Lily and Haylie, and they discovered that they enjoyed it. Every week they would spend more and more time together, and soon they saw each other almost every day.
One particular day both Hawkeye and Margaret were sitting in Margaret's kitchen while the girls were down for their naps.
"Margaret, I think we need to talk."
"What about?" Margaret asked sitting down with a plate of cookies.
"Us."
"What about 'us'?" She asked in a soft uneasy tone. She didn't want to be to eager, but then again she was also frightened.
"Margaret, I don't know about you, but I've noticed that we've been seeing a whole lot of each other lately."
"I've noticed. Believe me I've noticed."
"What are we Margaret? Friends? Two people who go on dates? What?" Hawkeye asked looking into Margaret's eyes.
"Honestly Hawkeye, I don't know. I've asked myself that question about a million times. And I don't know the answer."
"Neither do I. What do you want us to be?"
"That I don't know either. I know I don't want to lose our friendship."
"I don't want to lose that either Margaret."
"But then again, I know that there is something there."
"There is. Are you ready to take the chance to find out what is it?" Hawkeye asked with a smile as he watched Margaret carefully. She wasn't doing anything but looking at him with a small smile on her lips.
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that if you're ready to find out what there is between us, then I'm ready too." Hawkeye smiled reaching out and touching her hand gently. Margaret looked down at the hand and smiled. As silly as it sounded, his hand looked good with hers. The again, she thought everything he had looked good with her.
"Well, I think I'm ready to find out what's there." Hawkeye smiled brightly and stood up, he walked over to Margaret and pulled her into his arms. Hugging her tightly he placed a small kiss on her neck.
Hawkeye grabbed her hand and pulled her with him to the living room. "You know what?"
"Hmm?"
"Dad once told me something."
"What was that?" Margaret asked sitting down comfortably on his lap.
"He told me the nine different types of kisses."
"He what?" Margaret asked with a slight laugh.
"The nine different types. Well they aren't all kisses, but that's besides the point."
She smiled brightly and with much amusement. "Well are you going to tell me?"
"Of course. Number one; A kiss on the hand means I adore you," Hawkeye smiled and kissed Margaret on the hand. "Number two; a kiss on the cheek, I just want to be friends. Number three; a kiss on the neck, I want you." He leaned in a kissed her on the neck. Margaret laughed and snuggled into him. "Number four; a kiss on the lips, I love you," With that he leaned in a kissed her gently on the lips. "Number five; kiss on the ears, I'm just playing" Hawkeye smiled and kissed her ear. "Number six, kiss anywhere else, lets not get carried away. Number seven; Look into your eyes, kiss me." Margaret smiled and kissed him. Hawkeye smiled and kissed her back. "Number eight; playing with your hair. I can't live without you. And number nine; hand on your waist. I love you too much to ever let you go."
"You've been playing with my hair for the whole time." Margaret pointed out. Hawkeye smiled and continued to twirl her hair.
"Well I can't help it."
"I'm sure." Margaret smiled in a teasing tone. Hawkeye smiled and wrapped his other arm around her waist. "Hawk?"
"Yeah?"
"I gotta know something before we get involved."
"I wont hurt you. I wont do anything to lose you."
"You say that, but every man I ever dated said that. Donald said that and look what happened."
"Margaret, listen to me. I'm not Donald, I'll never be Donald. I saw what he did to you and if he showed up right now I would kill him." Margaret looked at him with tears in her eyes. No man ever stood up for her like that before. "You know what I figure. All the men that let you go lost something, but I thank them that they did. Because I gained the greatest thing in the world."
"That's the nicest thing any man other than my family has ever said to me." Margaret smiled through tears. Hawkeye smiled and gently brought his hand up to her cheek. He leaned in and kissed away some of the tears while caressing her cheek.
"And I mean every word of it." With that Hawkeye gently lifted Margaret's chin up and kissed her gently. When they pulled apart both had smiles on their faces. "You're beautiful."
"Thank you," Margaret smiled resting her head on his shoulder. Hawkeye smiled and hugged her to him. The two stayed like that in silence drifting into their own thoughts.
Margaret looked at the clock and noticed what time it was. "Come on we have to get the girls up. If Haylie sleeps much longer she won't go to bed at a decent hour." Margaret smiled standing up. Hawkeye grinned and placed his hand on her side. The two got the girls up and spent the rest of the day and early evening together. By seven thirty Hawkeye left with Lily, which left Margaret time to bathe Haylie and her to bed.
"I love you baby," she whispered to the sleeping toddler that lay in her arms. "Something happened today that I want to tell you about. Mommy might have found you a daddy, but don't say anything. It's not definite. I know you love Hawkeye, and so do I. I want the best for you honey." She gave her daughter a kiss on the head and moved from the rocking chair and laid the child in her bed. "Sweet dreams sweetheart."
Once Haylie was sleeping Margaret walked into her bedroom and put her pajamas on and then crawled into bed. She picked up her book and smiled before her mind started its trip down memory lane, when she and Hawkeye first met.
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Margaret looked around as her jeep pulled into the camp. It was very military and unsanitary. She still didn't know why she was here in the middle of a war, but she knew it was an honor to serve her country.
That's when she saw him. Standing there talking with who she presumed be another surgeon. He was tall with a head of raven black hair, and piercing blue eyes that caught her attention right away.
"Here we are man. MASH 4077th." The young Corporal smiled. Margaret nodded and climbed out of the jeep keeping her eye on the mysterious doctor. Right then he started to walk towards her with a smile on his face. Margaret smiled and stood waiting for him.
"Hey there honey. My friend over there loves your clusters."
"Well I never!" Margaret exclaimed in horror. The surgeon looked over in horror and walked quickly up to the two.
"I said no such thing!" Frank yelled in Hawkeye's face.
"Okay okay I lied. I'm the one that loves your clusters." He said cheekily. Margaret opened her mouth in horror and slapped him across the face.
"Let me show you to the Colonel's office," Frank smiled in his slimy way and escorted Margaret off.
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Hawkeye walked with his daughter into her bedroom. He laid her down in her crib and ran a finger across her cheek. She was his life.
"You know what baby girl?" He whispered. "I'm pretty sure I found you a Mommy who would want to stay with you. And love you unconditionally. I just hope its going to work. You deserve everything there is in the world and a Mommy is what you need now. I love you my Angel." With that Hawkeye left Lily's room with a smile on his face. He was happy with what happened today and was going to try his hardest to make it last till the end of time.
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Hawkeye Pierce smiled when he saw the mud covered jeep pull into the compound. That's when he saw her. Beautiful golden blond hair curling on her shoulders, eyes so icy blue that they drew him right into her. And there she was only about twelve feet away from him.
"Frank see that new nurse right there?"
"Yes. What about her?"
"That's the women I'm going to spend the rest of my life with."
"I'm sure Pierce. Knowing you you'll tell her she has nice clusters."
"Great Idea Frank. I'll go tell her." With that Hawkeye walked over to Margaret with a smile while they watched each other carefully.
"Hey there honey. My friend over there loves your clusters."
"Well I never!" Margaret exclaimed in horror. The surgeon looked over in horror and walked quickly up to the two.
"I said no such thing!" Frank yelled in Hawkeye's face.
"Okay okay I lied. I'm the one that loves your clusters." He said cheekily. Margaret opened her mouth in horror and slapped him across the face.
"Let me show you to the Colonel's office," Frank smiled in his slimy way and escorted Margaret off. Hawkeye shook his head and blinked.
"She's going to be mine. I can tell you that." Hawkeye said to himself.
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The next day was Sunday and every Sunday the two families went to the Winchesters for dinner. It was something that everyone enjoyed. It gave the adults a chance to catch up and complain about their week.
And this week was no different. Hawkeye and Lily picked Margaret and Haylie up after the morning of laundry and cleaning and headed over to Beacon Hill.
Since the girls still had no idea what was going on with their parents, they didn't really care that they kept kissing each other.
"Mommy we go?" Haylie asked as she and her mother waited in the lobby for their ride.
"Yes. We're going over to Uncle Charles and Auntie Bess'."
"Yay!" Haylie smiled jumping around. She loved her honorary Uncle and Aunt. She was now two and a half and known the two since she was one and half.
"You happy to see them?"
"Yup."
"Good. Auntie Bess is going to have a baby."
"Baby?" Haylie asked. She already loved babies and Margaret thought that it was wonderful if she ever had another child.
"Yes a baby." Hawkeye smiled walking with Lily up to them.
"Ily. Bess have baby!" Haylie told her best friend. Lily smiled and clapped her hands. She, like Haylie, loved babies and having her favorite aunt have one made it even better.
"Hey honey." Hawkeye smiled kissing Margaret on the lips.
"Hi. Are you ready to go?"
"I think. Lily Angel, do you have to go potty?"
"No. Haywee potty?"
"No. Mommy me go potty?"
"You already went potty baby."
"Me go potty. Ready." Haylie told Lily. Hawkeye and Margaret laughed and looked at each other.
"We better get going."
"Yeah. Come on girlys." Hawkeye smiled picking them both up. Both squealed in delighted and surprise.
When they arrived at Charles' house, both were surprised when Charles answered the door. He was smiling brightly; they both figured that it was because his wife was pregnant.
"HI Charles. Where's Bess?" Hawkeye asked not seeing Bess around.
"She is in the kitchen getting something to eat."
"Ah, the second trimester was always my favorite. You feel good and you always want to eat." Margaret smiled setting Haylie down.
"Very funny Margaret. I bet you weren't a big eater during your second trimester."
"That's what you think. I ate my mother out of house and home. I didn't stop eating, and of course I ate two cheesecakes a day."
"Two?"
"Well maybe three. But that's besides the point." Margaret smiled when she saw Bess come out of the kitchen with a huge slice of cheesecake.
"Margaret, I don't know how you did this. These cravings are just so controlling." Bess smiled taking a bite of her cheesecake.
"I didn't deal with it. I ate." Margaret smiled. "What kind is the baby making you eat?"
"Apple. What did Haylie cause you to eat?"
"Rhubarb and strawberry. With bananas." Margaret smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good. I'm not that fat yet, but I'm going to get there fast if I don't stop eating."
"Don't worry about it. Go swimming, take a jog, you'll get back into shape once the baby is born."
"I hope so."
"You will, don't worry. So speaking of the baby any names yet?"
"Well if it's a boy Charles Emerson Winchester the forth, but if it's a girl either Emmaline or Amanda or Annabelle or Marie. We haven't decided, I want to wait till the baby is born first before I make a definite decision on the name."
"Good idea. I didn't pick Haylie's name till she was born. I sat there and made a list of all possible names I wanted and once she was born I picked the name that best suited her."
"Well it certainly worked." Bess smiled as she sat down on the couch. She was now five months pregnant and they just decided to tell the girls, since they both spent so much time with Bess. And both of them were now all excited about the coming baby.
After dinner the four adults sat and talked and watched the two girls play, which didn't last long. Haylie crawled into her mother's lap and Lily did the same, but with Charles. She always loved cuddling up to him. He was a big teddy bear.
The two girls fell asleep by eight and the adults talked softly for a little while until Margaret decided that it was best if she got Haylie home.
"I better get this little girl home," Margaret smiled standing up with Haylie in her arms.
"I should get Lily home too." Hawkeye smiled standing up with Margaret.
"Why don't you just leave Lily here?" Bess asked, she loved having Lily stay the night. And knowing that Haylie still wasn't comfortable staying without her mother, Bess didn't ask.
"Sure. I have to work tomorrow. Stacey will pick her up after school like usual."
"Okay. Goodnight you two."
"Night Bess. Chuck." Hawkeye smiled walking over to Charles. "Goodnight my Angel. I love you." He kissed Lily on the head and walked towards Margaret. He took Haylie out of her arms and took her hand. "Let's get her to bed."
"You think like I do." Margaret smiled. Hawkeye laughed and walked with her to his car. After getting Haylie settled on her mother's lap, Hawkeye got in and started the car.
The two drove in almost silence to Margaret's apartment. He picked the diaper bag and Margaret's purse up and walked with her up to the apartment. She had Haylie the entire time, and looking at Haylie sleep was a speculator sight. She looked just like she did when she was awake which he loved.
After Margaret put Haylie to bed she came out and saw Hawkeye sitting on the couch watching a movie and sipping a beer slowly.
"Hi." She smiled.
"Hey good lookin'." Hawkeye grinned in his famous smile and held his arms out for her to join him. Margaret took him up on his offer and sat down cuddling into him.
"What are we watching?"
"Well I'm not sure. I think it might be something to do with Bob Hope."
"I saw him in Tokyo. He's actually quiet funny."
"So I've heard. I never actually saw him."
"It's a shame."
"Yeah. But I'll take you and girls to one of his shows."
"You don't have to, you know."
"What do you mean? Lily loves him. Drives her crazy with laughter. She would kill if I didn't." Margaret laughed and nodded.
"You got yourself a deal."
"Good." He smiled and kissed her. "Speaking of the girls, is Haylie all snug in bed?"
"Yup." Margaret grinned. It was only nine o'clock and any time alone with him was rare and she wanted to take full advantage of it.
"Have I ever told you how great it feels to have you in my arms?"
"No."
"Well, it feels completely amazing."
"Mmm." Margaret hummed softly. She had to agree being in his arms did feel incredible.
"So we're going to your mom's for Christmas right?"
"Yeah. Are you sure your dad wont mind?"
"Nope. Don't worry. As long as we go to Thanksgiving in Maine." Hawkeye smiled.
"Okay. I'm going to put my pajamas on."
"Need any help?" Hawkeye smiled in a teasing way. All Margaret did in response was wink and walk off. Hawkeye grinned wildly and followed her.
When they got into the room Hawkeye grabbed her by the waist and brought her to him. He smiled and leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. Margaret responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him right back. Hawkeye let his hands move down to her hips and pulled her into him more. The two stayed like that for a while as they kissed, letting all the longing and passion they built up over the years come out. When they parted both were breathless and looking into the other's eyes. With one moment of silence they leaned in and kissed again, this time walking slowly to the bed. Hawkeye pushed Margaret down gently never letting his lips leave hers. It was when he noticed that he was completely on top of her that he pulled away.
"What?" She whispered in confusion. It wasn't like him to pull away from anything, especially when it came to sex.
"I don't know if we should."
"What do you mean? I want this as much as you do."
"That's the problem. I don't want you to feel like you're the flavor of the week."
"I know I'm not. But what I don't know is why you're not kissing me right now." Hawkeye smiled and leaned down and kissed her letting his hands move to her blouse. He let his fingers trace the buttons before carefully undoing them. Once the buttons were undone he gently slipped it off her.
He moved his lips away from her mouth and to her neck. Margaret tilted her head back to give him more freedom. She closed her eyes as she felt his lips travel her neck, sending shivers up her spine. Hawkeye had his hands resting comfortably on her bare skin of her waist. He loved the feel of it. When his hands got to her pants he let them trace the waistband before moving in between them and gently starting to slip them off. Margaret moved her hands to his waist and started to untuck his shirt. She didn't get much untucked, before he sat up and tore his shirt off for her, before leaning back down and placing a kiss on her upper chest. Margaret rolled them over so she was on top and slowly started to unbutton his jeans. Once she got the belt, and top button undone she unzipped the zipper and saw a pair of pink polka-dot boxers. She smiled and kissed his chest before kicking the pants off with her feet. Hawkeye pulled her face up to his and kissed her as he removed her bra and threw it off to the side. He ran his hands over her bare back and let them rest on her lower back.
The two spent the night like that, basking in each other, both physically and emotionally. Being together was something that they both wanted and found out they needed.
The next morning Hawkeye laid awake with Margaret sleeping peacefully on his chest. He had his arms wrapped around her. He loved the feeling of the woman he loved in his arms. She was all his, and only his. No one could take that away from him. He could still remember his feelings when he found out she was going to marry Donald.
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Hawkeye walked briskly to Radar's office after finding out that, Margaret Houlihan, of all people became engaged. He didn't even know how he was going to handle it. Of course he made himself happy for her. As long as she was happy he would be fine. But with her being engaged struck a nerve.
"Hi sir, how can I help you?" Radar asked in his usual chipper self.
"I need to send a telegram."
"Okay. Shoot."
"This goes to Miss Crystal White, 1242 Baker Street Cambridge, Mass. Stop. Crystal not going to work, the big E word happened. Stop. I'll call as soon as I can. Stop. Lots of love your best friend always. Stop. Benjamin Franklin Hawkeye Pierce, MD. Stop. Send that out immediately Radar."
"No problem sir." Radar smiled and started to work his magic on the machine. Hawkeye being somewhat content left the office and walked towards the SWAMP. He walked past Margaret's tent and sighed, he didn't want to lose her, but it seems like he did.
With a sigh Hawkeye walked into the SWAMP and saw BJ lying on his bunk.
"Hey there Bunkie,"
"Hi."
"What's the matter?" BJ asked full of concern. Hawkeye was never this quiet unless something was bothering him.
"Nothing. I'm going to go shower."
"Okay." BJ said softly. Something was bothering his friend and he needed to find out what. Not everything bothered Hawkeye Pierce.
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Just then Margaret opened her eyes and smiled against the warm skin she was sleeping on. Hawkeye was rubbing her back gently. He felt her breathing become normal.
"Good morning," He smiled lifting her head up and kissing her softly.
"Morning."
"How did you sleep?" Hawkeye whispered.
"Wonderful," Margaret smiled lying her head back on his chest. Hawkeye smiled and rubbed her back. "What about you?"
"Amazingly well. I think your bed is even more comfortable then mine. But then again, if you were in my bed it would be comfortable too."
"Hmmm." Margaret smiled against his skin. She loved the feel of his skin.
"You know what I hate?"
"What?"
"That I have to go to work in two hours."
"Oh right." Margaret said softly and sadly. She totally forgot that he had to go to work today. She wanted to spend the morning in bed with him.
"I could call in sick."
"You can't do that. Go to work." Margaret said getting out of bed when she heard Haylie cry. Even though Haylie was in a bed now, she still cried for her mother when she woke up. Margaret quickly threw on a pair of pajamas and threw Hawkeye his boxers before leaving the room.
"Mommy!" Haylie smiled when she saw her mother in the door way.
"Hi baby, what are you doing up so early?"
"Um..dunno." Haylie smiled shrugging her shoulders. Margaret smiled and picked her up. "Where go?"
"Back to Mommy's bed."
"Yay!" Haylie smiled clapping her hands. Margaret smiled brightly and kissed Haylie on the cheek as she walked into her bedroom. Haylie smiled brightly when she saw Hawkeye sitting upright in the bed.
"Good morning Haylie."
"Eye!" Haylie squealed wiggling out of her mother's arms and into his. Margaret smiled and crawled back into bed with Haylie and Hawkeye. The only thing that would make this picture even better was Lily.
"You know what Meg?" Hawkeye asked as Haylie settled herself between Hawkeye and Margaret. Margaret grinned at the name. No one but her grandfather ever called her Meg, but with him saying it, it just sounded so right.
"What?"
"I love this."
"Me too."
"All we need is Lily and this would be even better."
"I agree." Margaret smiled and threaded her fingers through Haylie's soft hair.
"Mommy?"
"Yes baby?"
"Me hungy."
"I bet you are. Come on lets make some breakfast."
"Yay!" Margaret smiled and carried Haylie out, Hawkeye followed and couldn't help but smile.
He didn't even want to go to work, there was something about spending the day with three gorgeous girls that made life even more appealing. While Margaret made breakfast, he called into the hospital and said he wasn't going to come in. He then called Charles and Bess and got Charles to drop Lily off before he went into work. Which he did, along with an extremely witty comment.
The four spent the rest of the day together, they all took a nap together and then went to the park, out for dinner and then went back to Margaret's place. They all enjoyed the time together and couldn't wait to be together more often. Now that Hawkeye and Margaret's relationship started to blossom into an incredible passionate romance, it was time that they both met the other's parents.
Shortly after Margaret returned home from New York, she and Hawkeye started to spend EVEN more time together, not only as friends, or parents, but as some what of a couple. They would go to informal dinners, or to the movies without Lily and Haylie, and they discovered that they enjoyed it. Every week they would spend more and more time together, and soon they saw each other almost every day.
One particular day both Hawkeye and Margaret were sitting in Margaret's kitchen while the girls were down for their naps.
"Margaret, I think we need to talk."
"What about?" Margaret asked sitting down with a plate of cookies.
"Us."
"What about 'us'?" She asked in a soft uneasy tone. She didn't want to be to eager, but then again she was also frightened.
"Margaret, I don't know about you, but I've noticed that we've been seeing a whole lot of each other lately."
"I've noticed. Believe me I've noticed."
"What are we Margaret? Friends? Two people who go on dates? What?" Hawkeye asked looking into Margaret's eyes.
"Honestly Hawkeye, I don't know. I've asked myself that question about a million times. And I don't know the answer."
"Neither do I. What do you want us to be?"
"That I don't know either. I know I don't want to lose our friendship."
"I don't want to lose that either Margaret."
"But then again, I know that there is something there."
"There is. Are you ready to take the chance to find out what is it?" Hawkeye asked with a smile as he watched Margaret carefully. She wasn't doing anything but looking at him with a small smile on her lips.
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that if you're ready to find out what there is between us, then I'm ready too." Hawkeye smiled reaching out and touching her hand gently. Margaret looked down at the hand and smiled. As silly as it sounded, his hand looked good with hers. The again, she thought everything he had looked good with her.
"Well, I think I'm ready to find out what's there." Hawkeye smiled brightly and stood up, he walked over to Margaret and pulled her into his arms. Hugging her tightly he placed a small kiss on her neck.
Hawkeye grabbed her hand and pulled her with him to the living room. "You know what?"
"Hmm?"
"Dad once told me something."
"What was that?" Margaret asked sitting down comfortably on his lap.
"He told me the nine different types of kisses."
"He what?" Margaret asked with a slight laugh.
"The nine different types. Well they aren't all kisses, but that's besides the point."
She smiled brightly and with much amusement. "Well are you going to tell me?"
"Of course. Number one; A kiss on the hand means I adore you," Hawkeye smiled and kissed Margaret on the hand. "Number two; a kiss on the cheek, I just want to be friends. Number three; a kiss on the neck, I want you." He leaned in a kissed her on the neck. Margaret laughed and snuggled into him. "Number four; a kiss on the lips, I love you," With that he leaned in a kissed her gently on the lips. "Number five; kiss on the ears, I'm just playing" Hawkeye smiled and kissed her ear. "Number six, kiss anywhere else, lets not get carried away. Number seven; Look into your eyes, kiss me." Margaret smiled and kissed him. Hawkeye smiled and kissed her back. "Number eight; playing with your hair. I can't live without you. And number nine; hand on your waist. I love you too much to ever let you go."
"You've been playing with my hair for the whole time." Margaret pointed out. Hawkeye smiled and continued to twirl her hair.
"Well I can't help it."
"I'm sure." Margaret smiled in a teasing tone. Hawkeye smiled and wrapped his other arm around her waist. "Hawk?"
"Yeah?"
"I gotta know something before we get involved."
"I wont hurt you. I wont do anything to lose you."
"You say that, but every man I ever dated said that. Donald said that and look what happened."
"Margaret, listen to me. I'm not Donald, I'll never be Donald. I saw what he did to you and if he showed up right now I would kill him." Margaret looked at him with tears in her eyes. No man ever stood up for her like that before. "You know what I figure. All the men that let you go lost something, but I thank them that they did. Because I gained the greatest thing in the world."
"That's the nicest thing any man other than my family has ever said to me." Margaret smiled through tears. Hawkeye smiled and gently brought his hand up to her cheek. He leaned in and kissed away some of the tears while caressing her cheek.
"And I mean every word of it." With that Hawkeye gently lifted Margaret's chin up and kissed her gently. When they pulled apart both had smiles on their faces. "You're beautiful."
"Thank you," Margaret smiled resting her head on his shoulder. Hawkeye smiled and hugged her to him. The two stayed like that in silence drifting into their own thoughts.
Margaret looked at the clock and noticed what time it was. "Come on we have to get the girls up. If Haylie sleeps much longer she won't go to bed at a decent hour." Margaret smiled standing up. Hawkeye grinned and placed his hand on her side. The two got the girls up and spent the rest of the day and early evening together. By seven thirty Hawkeye left with Lily, which left Margaret time to bathe Haylie and her to bed.
"I love you baby," she whispered to the sleeping toddler that lay in her arms. "Something happened today that I want to tell you about. Mommy might have found you a daddy, but don't say anything. It's not definite. I know you love Hawkeye, and so do I. I want the best for you honey." She gave her daughter a kiss on the head and moved from the rocking chair and laid the child in her bed. "Sweet dreams sweetheart."
Once Haylie was sleeping Margaret walked into her bedroom and put her pajamas on and then crawled into bed. She picked up her book and smiled before her mind started its trip down memory lane, when she and Hawkeye first met.
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Margaret looked around as her jeep pulled into the camp. It was very military and unsanitary. She still didn't know why she was here in the middle of a war, but she knew it was an honor to serve her country.
That's when she saw him. Standing there talking with who she presumed be another surgeon. He was tall with a head of raven black hair, and piercing blue eyes that caught her attention right away.
"Here we are man. MASH 4077th." The young Corporal smiled. Margaret nodded and climbed out of the jeep keeping her eye on the mysterious doctor. Right then he started to walk towards her with a smile on his face. Margaret smiled and stood waiting for him.
"Hey there honey. My friend over there loves your clusters."
"Well I never!" Margaret exclaimed in horror. The surgeon looked over in horror and walked quickly up to the two.
"I said no such thing!" Frank yelled in Hawkeye's face.
"Okay okay I lied. I'm the one that loves your clusters." He said cheekily. Margaret opened her mouth in horror and slapped him across the face.
"Let me show you to the Colonel's office," Frank smiled in his slimy way and escorted Margaret off.
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Hawkeye walked with his daughter into her bedroom. He laid her down in her crib and ran a finger across her cheek. She was his life.
"You know what baby girl?" He whispered. "I'm pretty sure I found you a Mommy who would want to stay with you. And love you unconditionally. I just hope its going to work. You deserve everything there is in the world and a Mommy is what you need now. I love you my Angel." With that Hawkeye left Lily's room with a smile on his face. He was happy with what happened today and was going to try his hardest to make it last till the end of time.
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Hawkeye Pierce smiled when he saw the mud covered jeep pull into the compound. That's when he saw her. Beautiful golden blond hair curling on her shoulders, eyes so icy blue that they drew him right into her. And there she was only about twelve feet away from him.
"Frank see that new nurse right there?"
"Yes. What about her?"
"That's the women I'm going to spend the rest of my life with."
"I'm sure Pierce. Knowing you you'll tell her she has nice clusters."
"Great Idea Frank. I'll go tell her." With that Hawkeye walked over to Margaret with a smile while they watched each other carefully.
"Hey there honey. My friend over there loves your clusters."
"Well I never!" Margaret exclaimed in horror. The surgeon looked over in horror and walked quickly up to the two.
"I said no such thing!" Frank yelled in Hawkeye's face.
"Okay okay I lied. I'm the one that loves your clusters." He said cheekily. Margaret opened her mouth in horror and slapped him across the face.
"Let me show you to the Colonel's office," Frank smiled in his slimy way and escorted Margaret off. Hawkeye shook his head and blinked.
"She's going to be mine. I can tell you that." Hawkeye said to himself.
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The next day was Sunday and every Sunday the two families went to the Winchesters for dinner. It was something that everyone enjoyed. It gave the adults a chance to catch up and complain about their week.
And this week was no different. Hawkeye and Lily picked Margaret and Haylie up after the morning of laundry and cleaning and headed over to Beacon Hill.
Since the girls still had no idea what was going on with their parents, they didn't really care that they kept kissing each other.
"Mommy we go?" Haylie asked as she and her mother waited in the lobby for their ride.
"Yes. We're going over to Uncle Charles and Auntie Bess'."
"Yay!" Haylie smiled jumping around. She loved her honorary Uncle and Aunt. She was now two and a half and known the two since she was one and half.
"You happy to see them?"
"Yup."
"Good. Auntie Bess is going to have a baby."
"Baby?" Haylie asked. She already loved babies and Margaret thought that it was wonderful if she ever had another child.
"Yes a baby." Hawkeye smiled walking with Lily up to them.
"Ily. Bess have baby!" Haylie told her best friend. Lily smiled and clapped her hands. She, like Haylie, loved babies and having her favorite aunt have one made it even better.
"Hey honey." Hawkeye smiled kissing Margaret on the lips.
"Hi. Are you ready to go?"
"I think. Lily Angel, do you have to go potty?"
"No. Haywee potty?"
"No. Mommy me go potty?"
"You already went potty baby."
"Me go potty. Ready." Haylie told Lily. Hawkeye and Margaret laughed and looked at each other.
"We better get going."
"Yeah. Come on girlys." Hawkeye smiled picking them both up. Both squealed in delighted and surprise.
When they arrived at Charles' house, both were surprised when Charles answered the door. He was smiling brightly; they both figured that it was because his wife was pregnant.
"HI Charles. Where's Bess?" Hawkeye asked not seeing Bess around.
"She is in the kitchen getting something to eat."
"Ah, the second trimester was always my favorite. You feel good and you always want to eat." Margaret smiled setting Haylie down.
"Very funny Margaret. I bet you weren't a big eater during your second trimester."
"That's what you think. I ate my mother out of house and home. I didn't stop eating, and of course I ate two cheesecakes a day."
"Two?"
"Well maybe three. But that's besides the point." Margaret smiled when she saw Bess come out of the kitchen with a huge slice of cheesecake.
"Margaret, I don't know how you did this. These cravings are just so controlling." Bess smiled taking a bite of her cheesecake.
"I didn't deal with it. I ate." Margaret smiled. "What kind is the baby making you eat?"
"Apple. What did Haylie cause you to eat?"
"Rhubarb and strawberry. With bananas." Margaret smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good. I'm not that fat yet, but I'm going to get there fast if I don't stop eating."
"Don't worry about it. Go swimming, take a jog, you'll get back into shape once the baby is born."
"I hope so."
"You will, don't worry. So speaking of the baby any names yet?"
"Well if it's a boy Charles Emerson Winchester the forth, but if it's a girl either Emmaline or Amanda or Annabelle or Marie. We haven't decided, I want to wait till the baby is born first before I make a definite decision on the name."
"Good idea. I didn't pick Haylie's name till she was born. I sat there and made a list of all possible names I wanted and once she was born I picked the name that best suited her."
"Well it certainly worked." Bess smiled as she sat down on the couch. She was now five months pregnant and they just decided to tell the girls, since they both spent so much time with Bess. And both of them were now all excited about the coming baby.
After dinner the four adults sat and talked and watched the two girls play, which didn't last long. Haylie crawled into her mother's lap and Lily did the same, but with Charles. She always loved cuddling up to him. He was a big teddy bear.
The two girls fell asleep by eight and the adults talked softly for a little while until Margaret decided that it was best if she got Haylie home.
"I better get this little girl home," Margaret smiled standing up with Haylie in her arms.
"I should get Lily home too." Hawkeye smiled standing up with Margaret.
"Why don't you just leave Lily here?" Bess asked, she loved having Lily stay the night. And knowing that Haylie still wasn't comfortable staying without her mother, Bess didn't ask.
"Sure. I have to work tomorrow. Stacey will pick her up after school like usual."
"Okay. Goodnight you two."
"Night Bess. Chuck." Hawkeye smiled walking over to Charles. "Goodnight my Angel. I love you." He kissed Lily on the head and walked towards Margaret. He took Haylie out of her arms and took her hand. "Let's get her to bed."
"You think like I do." Margaret smiled. Hawkeye laughed and walked with her to his car. After getting Haylie settled on her mother's lap, Hawkeye got in and started the car.
The two drove in almost silence to Margaret's apartment. He picked the diaper bag and Margaret's purse up and walked with her up to the apartment. She had Haylie the entire time, and looking at Haylie sleep was a speculator sight. She looked just like she did when she was awake which he loved.
After Margaret put Haylie to bed she came out and saw Hawkeye sitting on the couch watching a movie and sipping a beer slowly.
"Hi." She smiled.
"Hey good lookin'." Hawkeye grinned in his famous smile and held his arms out for her to join him. Margaret took him up on his offer and sat down cuddling into him.
"What are we watching?"
"Well I'm not sure. I think it might be something to do with Bob Hope."
"I saw him in Tokyo. He's actually quiet funny."
"So I've heard. I never actually saw him."
"It's a shame."
"Yeah. But I'll take you and girls to one of his shows."
"You don't have to, you know."
"What do you mean? Lily loves him. Drives her crazy with laughter. She would kill if I didn't." Margaret laughed and nodded.
"You got yourself a deal."
"Good." He smiled and kissed her. "Speaking of the girls, is Haylie all snug in bed?"
"Yup." Margaret grinned. It was only nine o'clock and any time alone with him was rare and she wanted to take full advantage of it.
"Have I ever told you how great it feels to have you in my arms?"
"No."
"Well, it feels completely amazing."
"Mmm." Margaret hummed softly. She had to agree being in his arms did feel incredible.
"So we're going to your mom's for Christmas right?"
"Yeah. Are you sure your dad wont mind?"
"Nope. Don't worry. As long as we go to Thanksgiving in Maine." Hawkeye smiled.
"Okay. I'm going to put my pajamas on."
"Need any help?" Hawkeye smiled in a teasing way. All Margaret did in response was wink and walk off. Hawkeye grinned wildly and followed her.
When they got into the room Hawkeye grabbed her by the waist and brought her to him. He smiled and leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. Margaret responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him right back. Hawkeye let his hands move down to her hips and pulled her into him more. The two stayed like that for a while as they kissed, letting all the longing and passion they built up over the years come out. When they parted both were breathless and looking into the other's eyes. With one moment of silence they leaned in and kissed again, this time walking slowly to the bed. Hawkeye pushed Margaret down gently never letting his lips leave hers. It was when he noticed that he was completely on top of her that he pulled away.
"What?" She whispered in confusion. It wasn't like him to pull away from anything, especially when it came to sex.
"I don't know if we should."
"What do you mean? I want this as much as you do."
"That's the problem. I don't want you to feel like you're the flavor of the week."
"I know I'm not. But what I don't know is why you're not kissing me right now." Hawkeye smiled and leaned down and kissed her letting his hands move to her blouse. He let his fingers trace the buttons before carefully undoing them. Once the buttons were undone he gently slipped it off her.
He moved his lips away from her mouth and to her neck. Margaret tilted her head back to give him more freedom. She closed her eyes as she felt his lips travel her neck, sending shivers up her spine. Hawkeye had his hands resting comfortably on her bare skin of her waist. He loved the feel of it. When his hands got to her pants he let them trace the waistband before moving in between them and gently starting to slip them off. Margaret moved her hands to his waist and started to untuck his shirt. She didn't get much untucked, before he sat up and tore his shirt off for her, before leaning back down and placing a kiss on her upper chest. Margaret rolled them over so she was on top and slowly started to unbutton his jeans. Once she got the belt, and top button undone she unzipped the zipper and saw a pair of pink polka-dot boxers. She smiled and kissed his chest before kicking the pants off with her feet. Hawkeye pulled her face up to his and kissed her as he removed her bra and threw it off to the side. He ran his hands over her bare back and let them rest on her lower back.
The two spent the night like that, basking in each other, both physically and emotionally. Being together was something that they both wanted and found out they needed.
The next morning Hawkeye laid awake with Margaret sleeping peacefully on his chest. He had his arms wrapped around her. He loved the feeling of the woman he loved in his arms. She was all his, and only his. No one could take that away from him. He could still remember his feelings when he found out she was going to marry Donald.
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Hawkeye walked briskly to Radar's office after finding out that, Margaret Houlihan, of all people became engaged. He didn't even know how he was going to handle it. Of course he made himself happy for her. As long as she was happy he would be fine. But with her being engaged struck a nerve.
"Hi sir, how can I help you?" Radar asked in his usual chipper self.
"I need to send a telegram."
"Okay. Shoot."
"This goes to Miss Crystal White, 1242 Baker Street Cambridge, Mass. Stop. Crystal not going to work, the big E word happened. Stop. I'll call as soon as I can. Stop. Lots of love your best friend always. Stop. Benjamin Franklin Hawkeye Pierce, MD. Stop. Send that out immediately Radar."
"No problem sir." Radar smiled and started to work his magic on the machine. Hawkeye being somewhat content left the office and walked towards the SWAMP. He walked past Margaret's tent and sighed, he didn't want to lose her, but it seems like he did.
With a sigh Hawkeye walked into the SWAMP and saw BJ lying on his bunk.
"Hey there Bunkie,"
"Hi."
"What's the matter?" BJ asked full of concern. Hawkeye was never this quiet unless something was bothering him.
"Nothing. I'm going to go shower."
"Okay." BJ said softly. Something was bothering his friend and he needed to find out what. Not everything bothered Hawkeye Pierce.
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Just then Margaret opened her eyes and smiled against the warm skin she was sleeping on. Hawkeye was rubbing her back gently. He felt her breathing become normal.
"Good morning," He smiled lifting her head up and kissing her softly.
"Morning."
"How did you sleep?" Hawkeye whispered.
"Wonderful," Margaret smiled lying her head back on his chest. Hawkeye smiled and rubbed her back. "What about you?"
"Amazingly well. I think your bed is even more comfortable then mine. But then again, if you were in my bed it would be comfortable too."
"Hmmm." Margaret smiled against his skin. She loved the feel of his skin.
"You know what I hate?"
"What?"
"That I have to go to work in two hours."
"Oh right." Margaret said softly and sadly. She totally forgot that he had to go to work today. She wanted to spend the morning in bed with him.
"I could call in sick."
"You can't do that. Go to work." Margaret said getting out of bed when she heard Haylie cry. Even though Haylie was in a bed now, she still cried for her mother when she woke up. Margaret quickly threw on a pair of pajamas and threw Hawkeye his boxers before leaving the room.
"Mommy!" Haylie smiled when she saw her mother in the door way.
"Hi baby, what are you doing up so early?"
"Um..dunno." Haylie smiled shrugging her shoulders. Margaret smiled and picked her up. "Where go?"
"Back to Mommy's bed."
"Yay!" Haylie smiled clapping her hands. Margaret smiled brightly and kissed Haylie on the cheek as she walked into her bedroom. Haylie smiled brightly when she saw Hawkeye sitting upright in the bed.
"Good morning Haylie."
"Eye!" Haylie squealed wiggling out of her mother's arms and into his. Margaret smiled and crawled back into bed with Haylie and Hawkeye. The only thing that would make this picture even better was Lily.
"You know what Meg?" Hawkeye asked as Haylie settled herself between Hawkeye and Margaret. Margaret grinned at the name. No one but her grandfather ever called her Meg, but with him saying it, it just sounded so right.
"What?"
"I love this."
"Me too."
"All we need is Lily and this would be even better."
"I agree." Margaret smiled and threaded her fingers through Haylie's soft hair.
"Mommy?"
"Yes baby?"
"Me hungy."
"I bet you are. Come on lets make some breakfast."
"Yay!" Margaret smiled and carried Haylie out, Hawkeye followed and couldn't help but smile.
He didn't even want to go to work, there was something about spending the day with three gorgeous girls that made life even more appealing. While Margaret made breakfast, he called into the hospital and said he wasn't going to come in. He then called Charles and Bess and got Charles to drop Lily off before he went into work. Which he did, along with an extremely witty comment.
The four spent the rest of the day together, they all took a nap together and then went to the park, out for dinner and then went back to Margaret's place. They all enjoyed the time together and couldn't wait to be together more often. Now that Hawkeye and Margaret's relationship started to blossom into an incredible passionate romance, it was time that they both met the other's parents.