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Boston; February 1957
"Margaret, I'm here to get Haylie." Donald called as he walked into Margaret's apartment
"Mommy, Daddy here!" Haylie squealed in excitement. It was her first afternoon alone with her father and she was very excited. She had only known him for a month, and had only spent time with him when Margaret was around.
"In here!" Margaret called from Haylie's room. "Are you ready to go with Daddy?"
"Yeah. Hi Daddy!"
"Hi Haylie, ready to go?" Donald asked from the doorway.
"Yup. Mommy go too?" Haylie asked as Margaret zipped her jacket up. It was still winter and she didn't want Haylie to get sick.
"No, Mommy has things to do. It's just you and Daddy." Margaret said putting her hat on her. The blonde curls stuck out a little, and looked positively adorable. "Have her back no later than bedtime. And if you're going to keep her for dinner call me."
"I know Margaret."
"Call me if you need anything. I'll be here, if not try the hospital. If I'm not there try the Winchesters, now if I'm not there call my office and leave a message with Emily."
"Margaret I know. Bye."
"Bye. Bye bye Baby."
"Bye bye Mommy." Haylie waved as she and Donald walked out the door. Margaret waved right back and closed the door when they got into the elevator.
When the door was shut, Margaret sighed and leaned against the door. Donald had only been in her life since January and life had become more and more complicated. Not only had Donald being there interfered with her and Hawkeye's relationship but he had made everything more complicated.
Hawkeye was a bit angry, why would she let the man who left her and the baby see her; even if he was her father.
Margaret let a tear run down her cheek and quickly wiped it away. She walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone. She needed some time alone with Hawkeye. After all, Valentines day was coming up, and she wanted to spend it with the one she loved.
"Hello this is Doctor Pierce's office."
"Hi Melanie. Is the Doctor in?"
"Of course he is. Just let me patch you through." Melanie smiled.
"Talk to me." Hawkeye answered in his ever so pleasant tone.
"Hi."
"Hey honey. Whatcha up too?"
"Nothing. That's why I called. I was wondering if you're free for lunch." Margaret smiled hopefully.
"Well I gotta cancel the lunch date with my girl friend." Hawkeye teased.
"On second thought you better keep the date, you never know what she'll do to you." Margaret played along. She missed his sense of humor.
"Yeah. She'll most likely hit me. My girlfriend doesn't like it when I date."
"I bet. Well I'm going to get ready then. I'll see you in about an hour?"
"You bet. Hey, I love you."
"Love you." Margaret smiled. "Bye."
"Bye Baby." Hawkeye smiled hanging up the phone.
Margaret smiled brightly and walked into her bedroom. She opened her closet door and looked at what was in there. She pulled out a navy blue and forest green plaid skirt and a navy turtleneck.
After she was dressed, she grabbed her coat and purse and walked out of the apartment. She made her way downstairs and met the doorman.
"You're certainly looking quite pretty today Ma'am." Joe smiled opening the door.
"Thanks Joe."
"I'll see you later. Have a good day." He smiled closing the door. Margaret called a cab and headed over to the hospital. She didn't want to go though the bother of taking her car. Besides, she would get Hawkeye to drop her off.
When she got to the hospital she took her coat off and walked to his office. Melanie was sitting at her chair typing away. It looked like she was extremely busy and she hated to disturb her.
"Hi Melanie, is the Doctor in?"
"I'm sorry Margaret but he just stepped out. He said that he'll be right back though." Melanie said as she continued to type.
"I'll just wait in his office then. He's expecting me."
"No problem. I'll tell him when he drags his ass in. But you have to admit, he does have a REALLY nice ass." Melanie smiled. Margaret laughed and walked into the office. Melanie was something else alright. She was married with a baby, but still found time to hit on Hawkeye. Which was all in good clean fun.
Margaret set her jacket down and looked around the office. It was very light and warm, but also cool. He had a large window with a spectacular view of the city. His desk was large and very messy, but she did manage to spot a picture that made her grin. It was her, Hawkeye, Haylie and Lily. Bess had taken it when they went to Martha's Vineyard. Haylie was in Margaret's arms and holding an ice cream cone out to her mother. Lily was doing the same to her father. It was extremely cute. The wall to the left was dedicated to Lily, well was, but now there were pictures of Haylie as well. There was a line measuring Lily's height and the same with Haylie, but her's started a little later. His diplomas were behind his desk and were framed. Each was placed between more pictures. Some of them of the war and others of his family. For a man's office it was quite friendly and full of family. Over in one corner was a pile of Lily's toys, which made Margaret laugh. There was even a play pen with teddy bears and blankets in it.
It was then she felt hands gently touch her sides.
"You better leave before my girlfriend comes."
"Oh yeah. And what would happen if I didn't leave?" Margaret teased. Hawkeye turned her around and kissed her.
"Here, I got you something." He smiled handing her a single white rose surrounded with baby's breath.
"Thank you." Margaret smiled brightly. "You didn't have to."
"I know. But I wanted to. Are you ready for lunch?"
"Yup."
"Good. Do you feel like pasta?"
"Sure. But do you have time?"
"I can take the rest of the day off. Apparently the head of this department doesn't want me to do any more operations unless its an emergency."
"Okay." Margaret smiled.
"Have I told you how amazing you look?" Hawkeye asked her looking her over. He loved the outfit. It seemed that everything she was wearing was fitted to her body.
"Not yet."
"You look amazing. Its making me want to the rest of the afternoon off."
"Is that right? Well I assure you, it wasn't my motive." Margaret smiled as Hawkeye helped her back into her winter coat. He slipped his on and took her hand.
"Mel, I'm going to lunch. Take any messages, I might take the rest of the afternoon off, if I do I'll call."
"Okay Doctor. And may I say my husband as a suit like that, but that one looks better on you." Melanie teased. Hawkeye laughed and shot her his famous smile.
"Bye." He said walking away. Hawkeye gripped Margaret's hand. He knew that the relationship needed to be worked on a little, and he wanted to take all the time and effort to accomplish it. Margaret was very special to him and nothing was going to stop them being together. Not Donald, not anyone.
The two talked over lunch. Well it was mostly Margaret, Hawkeye watched her every move. How she held her glass, how her eyes sparkled. Everything about her, made him want to take her and make her his.
After lunch the two went out for a walk through one of the parks near the hospital. The snow was falling and it was get chilly. The two decided to head back to the hospital before it got too cold.
"Its cold out there." Hawkeye said taking his jacket off as they got into the hospital.
"Yeah. I'm going to call Emily see if Donald left a message." Margaret told him. Hawkeye nodded and the two walked upstairs to his office.
"Hi Mel. I'm back. Margaret just go right in." Hawkeye told me. Margaret nodded and walked into his office. "What's the poop?"
"Well lets start with number one and go up. Ashleigh called, said was going to be in Boston next week and to call her later tonight. Dr. James called, he said just to give him a ring sometime soon. Millie called, she wants to confirm her baby sitting schedule. Its so weird that Stacey isn't baby-sitting for you anymore."
"I know. He's in Vermont now." Hawkeye said shaking his head. "What else there?"
"Right. Well Elaine Kings called, she wants you to call her as soon as you can. Then Doctor Roberts came and left a message saying he had to go back in on Jessica Adams."
"What? Get him on the phone? How long ago was this?" Hawkeye asked as Melanie worked her magic.
"About an hour. He should be done now. If he's not, I'll do the papers while you go down." Melanie smiled pulling out some more folders.
"Hello Doctor Dylan Roberts office. This is Cindy how can I help you?"
"Hi Cindy. It's Melanie up with Doctor Pierce's office. Is Doctor Roberts in or is he still in surgery?"
"He's in actually. Just let me patch you through." Cindy smiled.
"Hello." Dylan smiled as he answered the phone.
"Hello Doctor. One moment for Doctor Pierce." Melanie smiled slightly and handed the phone to the surgeon.
"Hey Dylan. Its Hawkeye, what's going on? I got your message."
"Yes. Jessica Adams, the teen. Anyway she started hemorrhage, I had to go in."
"What? Where? In her chest? Stomach? What?"
"Oh no, its not from her injuries. We didn't know before we operated that she was on meth."
"She was on meth? So what happened? Did the meth interfere with the other medication start to cause hemorrhaging?"
"Well not really. What happened was that with the meth going through her system along with the medication we're giving her, it burst open a vessel and started internal hemorrhaging." Dylan explained. Hawkeye nodded through the whole thing.
"Could it have been something else? Because her friend Jennifer Patrick didn't experience anything yet. And she has basically the same injury as Jessica."
"Well, what I was told is what we're going off of now. Tests are being run on Jessica."
"Get them on Jennifer too. I want to know what's going on with meth."
"Me too. But the question is how did she get meth."
"Well, you find that out. But I'm going to have to let you go. My girlfriend is in my office."
"Ah, going to have a little fun are we Hawk?" Dylan teased. Hawkeye laughed and handed the phone to Melanie.
"Hang up." Melanie did what she was told and started to put the paper into the typewriter. "What else was there?"
"Um. That was it. Except Doctor Robert Harwell from Boston Mercy, called a meeting of the senior staff of all the departments for tomorrow at noon. I moved your appointments around. So you can leave for the rest of the day."
"Great. Mel, I have no idea what I would do without you." Hawkeye smiled leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. He reached over and took a handful of caramels. "Thank you."
"Just get out of my hair. Where do you want me to say you were when Jessica was reopened?"
"Out for lunch with a colleague discussing something medical. I don't know, make something up." Hawkeye smiled waking into his office where Margaret was hanging up the phone. "Anything?"
"Nope. Emily did get a call from David though. Did he call you?"
"No. Elaine did. I wonder what's going on there in California?"
"Me too. I'll call when I get home tonight. What about you anything interesting?"
"Yeah. Jessica Adams had to be reopened for hemorrhaging. Apparently they found meth in her system." Hawkeye said spreading out on the couch.
"Meth? How on earth did she get it? Nurses aren't allowed to give it?" Margaret asked sitting down next to Hawkeye.
"That's what tomorrow is for. A Doctor Harwell called a senior staff of department meeting. And he doesn't work here."
"I heard. Well I gotta get home, Donald was going to call me if he's going to keep Haylie for dinner."
"Okay. Let me drive you home."
"Sure. Are you sure you can leave?"
"I'll only be gone for an half an hour, tops. Unless I do rounds now and take the rest of the afternoon off."
"Oh?" Margaret said with a small seductive smile. Hawkeye smiled and took her hands, he brought them up and kissed them.
"I think rounds can be done quickly." Hawkeye smiled standing up. "Come on, I think you'll boost some moral in that outfit." Hawkeye winked as they walked out of office. He and Margaret were holding hands. Melanie saw this and decided that she had to make a comment.
"Doing rounds now so you can get laid?" She teased as she continued to type up the forms. "Or getting laid now and doing rounds later?"
"Melanie, do me a favor and shut up." Hawkeye smiled walking away. Melanie laughed and started to type faster.
The two did Hawkeye's rounds. The men were whistling and making passes at her. Even the other Doctors who didn't know her was making comments. Which made Hawkeye jealous, but then again, a little but of jealousy never hurt anyone. The last room they had to do was Jennifer Patrick's.
"Hey there Jen." Hawkeye smiled walking into her room. Jennifer and her friend Jessica had been in a car crash a couple days ago and had some chest trauma and internal bleeding, but nothing to keep them for over a week.
"Hi Doctor." Jennifer smiled. She developed a little crush on him when she first arrived.
"How are you doing today?" Hawkeye asked reading her chart. "Margaret hon, would you pass me the rubber gloves. I want to look under the bandages."
"Sure." Margaret smiled putting a glove on him. Hawkeye smiled and put the other glove on.
"Okay Jen. I'm going to take your bandage off now and take a look at how your wound is healing." Hawkeye smiled as he took the tape off. "Oh yeah. Jen this is Margaret. Margaret this is Jennifer Patrick. She's Jessica Adams friend."
"Hi." Jennifer smiled.
"Hi. How old are you Jennifer?"
"I'm eighteen. Turning nineteen." She smiled. "What do you do?"
"I'm a nurse at Boston Mercy. I work in pediatrics actually." Margaret smiled. "Are you going to school?"
"Yes. I go to Harvard." Jennifer said proudly.
"Wow. I went to school in California." Margaret smiled as she tried to keep her attention from what Hawkeye was doing.
"Wow. I've always wanted to go there. Why are you here in Boston?"
"Long story eh Honey?" Hawkeye smiled taking the gloves off. "To make a long story short she got pregnant and came to Boston after the baby was born. But anyway, it looks like every thing is coming along great Jen. You should be out of here by next week."
"Thank you. But one question. I was told that I was going in for testing,"
"Routine. Don't you worry about it." Hawkeye smiled taking Margaret's hand into his. "But I actually have to go now. I have to pick my daughter up soon. Bye." Hawkeye smiled walking out. Margaret smiled and went directly into his arms.
"That girl has a crush on you." Margaret smiled.
"You have to be joking? Jennifer Patrick, she's eighteen."
"That doesn't stop someone from having a crush. Don't worry its most likely because you saved her life. Most girls do the same thing after a brave handsome doctor saves their life."
"Haha. Come on." He said pulling her out of the hospital. Margaret had her jacket on her arm and ran into his arms when the got out into the snow. Hawkeye and Margaret ran to his car and drove back to Margaret's place. Where they practically ran to her apartment. Once they got to her door, Hawkeye pushed her gently into the door and kissed her. Margaret tried to turn the key and when she managed to open the door, she pulled him in. Kicked the door closed and dropped everything as Hawkeye started to undress her. The two barely made it to the bedroom before they stripped each other down.
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Hawkeye laid in bed with Margaret sleeping comfortably on his chest thinking about what she said earlier. He remembered back in Korea when a patient did fall for him. To him it was flattering, but not what he wanted. But what he really remembered was the conversation that he and BJ had and the letter BJ wrote to Margaret.
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"Hawk, can I ask you something?" BJ asked as the two walked into the SWAMP.
"Sure." Hawkeye smiled as he dried his hair with the towel.
"Marina, what was the deal with her? You're engaged to Sybil?" BJ said seriously. He wanted to add something else to that, but knew he couldn't.
"I don't know. It's weird. I think it could have been because I saved her life."
"Yeah. I bet it's just that." BJ said somewhat like he didn't believe it one bit. He knew Hawkeye to well. He was in love with one woman he can't have, so he got engaged to another and drew another in by saving her life. To him he didn't know why in the world Hawkeye just didn't go AWOL and go find Margaret. After all being in love does make you do crazy things.
"Hopefully. But I got to head now...I'm on post-op." Hawkeye said patting his friend on the arm and walking out of the Swamp. BJ smiled and laid down on his bunk. He picked up his pen and a pad of paper and started to write.
Wounded came a little while later and the spent some time in the OR. Hawkeye went right back to the SWAMP after surgery and saw a letter addressed to Margaret beside the still. Normally he would NEVER read a letter that he didn't write, but this caught his attention. He picked it up and started to read it.
Dear Margaret
Hi honey, how are you doing? Things here are pretty entertaining, we ended up getting a group of USO girls staying here. One of them had to get her appendix removed. I'll fill you in on everything here. Well Rosie cracked a few ribs a two months ago. We had to fill in at the bar for her. Then Father Mulchay was given Hawk's train tracks when he was passed over for promotion again. That's all with the father. Colonel Potter's friend died a couple weeks back too. It scared us all, because we thought that he might have been sick. But thank the lord he's okay. Then Klinger well, he got promoted to Sergeant! Can you believe it? It was pretty shocking to us too. What else, oh yeah. I don't know if you heard or not. But Radar was sent home. His Uncle Ed died, he was sent home last month. I don't know if anyone told you, so I thought I would. It was pretty hard without him at the beginning, but Klinger is slowly fitting in. Charles is still Charles, but one of the funniest thing happened to him. He went to Tokyo and came back with a wife. We ended up having a unwedding. You would have loved it. We even had a party shortly after that, Hawkeye went to Panmunjuam and walked right in on the Peace Talks because they upped the rotation points again. The party was something you would have loved and looked great in. We died everything red, including hair. Hawk and I were talking afterwards of how great you would have looked with red hair. We're a little odd we know. Well I miss you. I don't think I've said it yet. So I'll say it again, I miss you. There had been a lot of talk lately about Peace Talks, but we don't believe it. Since it is progressing we think we might be gong home soon. I don't care, I'm going to be home for Christmas. Doesn't that sound cliché? But that's my goal. The baby is coming soon isn't she? Have you chosen any names yet? Hawkeye told me that he went and gave you a list of names. And he didn't even ask me about names. So I shall give you some.
Jean-since its pretty
Molly-after you
Lynne- Again because its pretty
Claire-That was a name we were going to name Erin.
That's all I can think of right now. But for boys name you can always name him after me, or anyone here, like Hawk. Speaking of Hawk, I got something to ask you. Did you ever think that you and Hawk could have had a relationship?
Gotta go wounded just pulled in. Take care of yourself. Bye
Yours always BJ
Hawkeye finished reading and set the paper down. He looked around and saw the picture of Margaret that was sitting in his cubby hole. Something about her made him think, and the letter made it even harder to distinguish his feelings for her.
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Hawkeye was jolted out of his thoughts by the phone ringing. He reached over to Margaret's nightstand and picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hello. I think I got the wrong number. I'm looking for Margaret." Donald said a little bit confused.
"Oh no. You got the right number. Margaret is busy at the moment." Hawkeye said as he gently shook Margaret awake.
"Oh. Who is this?"
"Hawkeye, who's this?"
"Donald. I was going to drop Haylie off now. If that's okay?"
"Yup. No problem. I'll tell Margaret." Hawkeye smiled.
"Thank you." Donald said. Hawkeye nodded and hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Margaret asked.
"Donald, he's dropping Haylie off." Hawkeye explained. "I still don't see why you're letting him see Haylie."
"What the hell do you mean?" Margaret asked sitting up. "He's her father!"
"She may be her biological father, but hell Margaret, I'm more of Haylie's father than Donald is." Hawkeye shot back.
"Oh don't give me that!" Margaret yelled. "You've only been her life since June! It hasn't even been a year!"
"You think I don't know that! Margaret I was also there when you found out you were pregnant!" Hawkeye retorted. Margaret looked at him and shook her head.
"I know that! I know you were but Donald wasn't!" Margaret said as tears started to pour out of her eyes. Hawkeye looked at her and felt bad for yelling. It wasn't her fault she had an ass for a husband. He opened his arms and brought her into his arms. Margaret fought off but managed to settle down when he started to rock her back and forth.
"It's okay Margaret." Hawkeye whispered into her hair. Margaret shut her eyes tight and held on to him. To Margaret he was someone she would always lean on. She looked up with a small smile. "I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry. I over reacted." Hawkeye told her. "You had every right to yell at me." Margaret laughed a bit and snuggled into him. "Hey I love you."
"I love you." Margaret smiled. He held her for another minute. Before she pulled away. "You better call to make sure the daycare knows that Millie is picking Lily up."
"You're right." Hawkeye smiled grabbing the phone and whistled as he dialed another number.
"Hello Rainbow Daycare centre this is Doreen speaking."
"Hi Doreen, this is Doctor Pierce, I'm calling about my daughter Lilian Pierce."
"Oh Lily. Yes what can we do for you?"
"Millie Andrews is going to be picking Lily up today. Your supervisor knows her."
"Okay. We will have her ready. Thank you for telling us Doctor."
"You're welcome. Bye,"
"Goodbye." Doreen said as they both hung up.
"Come on honey, Donald will be here in just over thirty minutes." Hawkeye told her tossing her his shirt to put on. Margaret smiled and put it on she climbed out of bed and into the bathroom.
"I'm going to shower, would you start dinner." Margaret called from the bathroom. Hawkeye rolled his eyes and smiled before throwing his pants on that he was wearing, he walked into the bathroom and picked his shirt up off the floor. He did the buttons up and walked into the kitchen. He loved her kitchen, it had more food then his did. He had some things but not as much as Margaret did.
He looked around and decided he was going to make lasagna. He made the sauce first and started to boil the water for the noodles. Margaret came out just as he was putting the noodles in the water.
"Smells good." Margaret smiled taking the lid off the sauce.
"I thank you." Hawkeye said kissing her on the cheek. "You want to taste?" Hawkeye asked holding out his wooden spoon for her to taste.
"Mmm. That's good." Margaret smiled licking her lips. "What are you making?"
"Lasagna and garlic bread. Which I'm about to make. So if you want to help, you can sit on the counter and look cute."
"Funny. I'm going to run to the store. I'm out of milk. Do you need anything?"
"White cheddar and jack would be great." Hawkeye smiled digging into his back pocket tossing her his wallet. "And if you want some dry Italian sherry. It would go great."
"Okay I'll be back in twenty." Margaret smiled picking her purse off the table in the hall. "Bye."
"Bye honey." Hawkeye grinned as she walked out. He continued with making the garlic bread A few minutes later the doorbell rang. Hawkeye smiled and walked to open the door. Lily and Haylie ran into his arms and hugged him.
"Hi Doctor. Margaret home?"
"She just ran to the store for some milk. Thank you for this though." He said setting both the girls down.
"No problem. Get Margaret to call me tomorrow." Donald said. "Bye." Hawkeye nodded and closed the door. He turned to Haylie who was sitting trying to take her boots off.
"Hi Doctor." Millie smiled as Donald walked away.
"Hey Millie. Thanks for picking her up."
"No problem. I'll pick her up when I get off school tomorrow, so I'll see you when you get home." Millie smiled.
"Okay, Bye honey."
"Bye Doctor." Millie smiled walking away.
"Need some help Hal?" Hawkeye asked kneeling down. She still had her jacket, mitts, scarf and hat on and was trying her hardest to get them off. Hawkeye took her hat and scarf off and then her mitts. He then started to undo her boots.
"Tanks." Haylie smiled holding her arms up. Hawkeye picked her up and took Lily's hand and walked with them into the kitchen.
"Daddy where Maggie?" Lily asked climbing onto the chair.
"She went to the store. Are you hungry?"
"Yup. What havin?"
"We're having lasagna." Hawkeye smiled handing the girls a piece of garlic bread. The two girls smiled and started to eat the bread. Hawkeye smiled and ruffled the girls' hair.
"I'm home." Margaret smiled walking into the apartment. Haylie smiled and ran to her mother. Margaret set down the bag and took Haylie into her arms.
"Mommy!" She squealed.
"Hi Baby. Did you have a good time with Daddy?"
"Uh huh. We payed an stuff." Haylie smiled as she and Margaret walked into the kitchen.
"Wow. Are you ready to go back to see Auntie Betsy tomorrow?" Margaret asked Haylie as she started to take the things out of the bag.
"Kay. An Annah?" Haylie said hopefully. She loved her days with her Aunt Betsy and her baby-sitter Hannah. Hannah would pick her up right after school and then they would come back to the apartment until Margaret got home.
"Of course." Margaret smiled.
"Yay!" Haylie cheered. Margaret walked over to the two girls and sat down.
"What about you Lily? Did you have a good time at Daycare?"
"Uh huh." Lily smiled. She went to daycare all morning until her new baby-sitter Millie got off school.
"Good." Margaret smiled. "Hawk how long till dinner?"
"Thirty minutes…I think. But for now who's up for a game of cards?" Hawkeye asked picking Lily up and holding her under his shoulder. Lily squealed in delight as Margaret grabbed Haylie. The four went into the living room and Margaret and Hawkeye set the girls down on the carpet before sitting down with them.
"Mommy we pay ime game." Haylie smiled hopefully. Margaret smiled and nodded. She knew Haylie loved to play the rhyme game, and figured Lily would too.
"Alright. You want to play Lily?" Margaret asked looking at the little girl who seemed to be interested in her father. Lily looked at Margaret and nodded. She crawled over beside Haylie and sat looking at Margaret. "Okay you want to help me Hawk?"
"Do I? I've been waiting to play this game since three o'clock." Hawkeye joked scooting towards Margaret more. "Now how do we play?"
"Well I say a word and whoever can come up with a rhyme wins, the loser gets tickled." Margaret smiled tickling each of the girls, they both laughed and got ready to play.
"I love it. We can play it later." Hawkeye whispered. Margaret glared at him and turned back to the girls.
"Ready?" Margaret asked. Both girls nodded with smiles. "Okay. The word is Cat." Both girls sat there thinking really hard. You could always tell when Haylie was thinking. She would scrunch her forehead up make a funny face. Lily looked at Haylie and then at her father.
"Its At." Haylie said finally unscrunching her face. Margaret smiled and looked at Lily.
"What about you Honey?"
"Mat." Lily smiled proudly. Margaret smiled and turned to Hawkeye.
"What about you." Margaret asked Hawkeye. Hawkeye pretended to think a while. Haylie and Lily started to laugh. They were to little to know that he was letting them win.
"Let me see. What rhymes with Cat, At and Mat…hmmm. How about Hat?" Hawkeye asked looking at the two girls. Haylie's face went scrunchy again while she was thinking. Then she nodded. To her it seemed to rhyme.
"That's three. Can you think of anymore?" Margaret asked. They four played for a while longer until the lasagna was done. Then they sat around the table talking and eating. Margaret and Hawkeye watched in amusement as they played. It was the most amusing thing, Margaret knew that her daughter would now need a bath, since there was sauce in her hair. Lily was even worse then Haylie and was covered in everything that was on her plate.
After dinner, Margaret took both girls and wiped their faces down. Both putting up a fight, like any well respecting baby. After they were washed down, both decided they wanted to help clean up and do dishes. Which made them even more messy and wet. But to the girls it was all fun. And to their parents, it was funny, but caused, like anything, a bit of a mess.
After a bath the two girls decided they didn't want to sleep and stayed with their parents, there was a Disney movie on and Margaret had promised Haylie she could watch it. It was only seven-thirty, and she wouldn't usually go to bed till eight-thirty.
By nine o'clock both girls were sound asleep on their parents laps. Margaret took Haylie to her room and put her to bed, while Hawkeye got Lily's things together before they headed home. He had to work first thing in the morning and drop Lily off at daycare. Margaret came out of Haylie's room and picked Lily up off the couch.
"You got everything?" She asked as he put the diaper bag on his shoulder.
"Sure do. If not I'll get Millie to pick it up tomorrow afternoon. Is Hannah going to be here?"
"Yes. I start work at noon." Margaret told him as she walked him to the door. Hawkeye nodded and took Lily from her arms. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Bye."
"Bye." Margaret smiled opening the door. Hawkeye kissed her again and walked out of the apartment. Margaret smiled and closed the door locking it as well.
Margaret decided she'd take a shower and unwind. She hadn't had a chance to all day, and was looking forward to a cup of tea and to finish her book.
That's exactly what Margaret did, she took a nice hot shower and finished her book. By eleven o'clock she was lying in bed ready to go to sleep. She just closed her eyes when the phone rang. She jumped and grab the phone before the ringing woke Haylie up.
"Hello?" Margaret said answering.
"Molly,"
"Elaine? What's the matter?" Margaret asked some what worried.
"Well, Molly, um." Elaine said softly. She didn't exactly know how to tell her sister.
"Elaine just tell me." Margaret told her sister. She was really worried now.
"Molly, its Daddy." Margaret froze and dropped to the bed. She held her stomach and closed her eyes tightly. "He had a stoke. He's in the hospital." Elaine explained. "They think he might not make it."
"I'll be there as soon as I can." Margaret told her sister. With that Margaret hung the phone up and dialed another number.
"If this is the hospital forget it." Hawkeye said groggily answering the phone.
"Hawkeye," Margaret said just above a whisper
"Margaret? What's the matter?" Hawkeye asked quickly. He was afraid that something happened.
"Its my father." Margaret said as tears threatened to fall again. "He, he, he had a stroke."
"I'll be right over." Hawkeye said hanging up the phone. He dialed another number while he put pants on.
A few minutes later he was out the door and a neighbor was sitting for him. He drove to Margaret's apartment. He was worried about Margaret, he knew how much her father meant to her, and if she lost him, he didn't know how she would react.
When he got there and he ran through the lobby and ran up the stairs into her place. He found her in the bedroom.
"Margaret?"
"Hawkeye," She said looking up, tears were staining her cheeks.
"Oh baby. Its okay. You go be with your dad. I'll take Haylie."
"No, this could be the last time that Haylie could see my father." Margaret said quickly.
"Okay. I'll take some time off and come with you. I'm not going to let you go alone." Hawkeye said. Margaret nodded and stood up. She needed to get things packed.
"I need to get Haylie's things packed."
"Okay. I'm going to go and get Lily, and get her things packed. The flight I booked leaves at three."
"That gives me about three and a half hours." Margaret said walking in and out of her closet. She stopped and looked at the outfit she had grabbed. It was a long black skirt, with a black blouse and a fitted black jacket. She knew she needed to bring it just in case,
"I'll pick you up in three hours." Hawkeye said. Margaret nodded and walked him to the door. She gave him a hug and kissed him before leaving. Hawkeye smiled slightly and headed back to his apartment. When he got there he picked the phone up and called Charles' house.
"Hello. Doctor and Mrs. Winchester's Residence. This is Hans. May I ask who is calling."
"Hey Hans. Its Hawkeye. I need to talk to Charles, immediately." Hawkeye said as he threw some clothes into a suitcase.
"Hello Pierce. This better be good." Charles said groggily.
"I'm afraid it isn't Charles." Hawkeye said seriously.
"What? What's the matter?" Charles asked seriously. He was now afraid that something bad happened to someone.
"Margaret's father, something happened." Hawkeye explained.
"What do you mean? What happened?"
"The colonel had a stroke, Margaret needs to see him. I need you to call the hospital for me, then call Millie."
"No problem. When are you leaving?"
"At about three this morning. We're taking the girls with us." Hawkeye told him. Charles understood completely.
"All right. Call us when you get there. And if anything happens."
"Sure will. Bye Charles."
"Bye Pierce." Charles said hanging up the phone. Hawkeye hung the phone up and threw the rest of his clothes into suitcase. He grabbed his black suit and put it nicely into its bag.
He closed his bag and walked into Lily's room. The baby was sleeping peacefully. He left Lily in bed and began to pack her stuff. After he got most of her clothes packed he went into her closet in search for a black outfit. He didn't see one and decided he would have to buy her one. He grabbed a few other dresses and shoes. After her things were packed, Hawkeye picked the sleeping toddler up and brought her downstairs. He got his neighbor to help bring the stuff down to the car. After Hawkeye put Lily in the back seat, he put the bags in the trunk and drove off.
When he got to Margaret's apartment, he carried Lily upstairs. Margaret was almost finished packing, he set Lily on the couch and started to bring her bags down to his car. She was in a pair of pants and a t-shirt. You could tell by her eyes that she was crying, and it broke Hawkeye's heart.
Haylie was lying on the floor of the living room sleeping, she had fallen back asleep after Margaret woke her up. Lily had fallen asleep on the couch.
"I called Charles,"
"Okay." Margaret said picking Haylie up. Hawkeye smiled slightly and picked Lily up. The two carried the girls to the car and noticed that Charles had sent his driver.
"Master Charles sent me to drive you two. I hope you don't mind." Claud told them. Hawkeye shock his head. He really didn't mind, he would have preferred a driver instead of driving himself.
When they got to the airport, they got Claud to help them get the luggage out and to the attendants. After they went through everything, the four boarded the plane and fell right to sleep.
Lily woke up and saw Margaret crying, she was crying softly, so Hawkeye didn't wake up.
"Maggie wat matter?" Lily asked crawling out of her seat and on to Margaret's lap. Haylie was sleeping on Hawkeye, she had her arms wrapped around his neck and her head under his chin.
"Well honey, Maggie's daddy is sick."
"Like me was?" Lily asked settling on Margaret's lap. Margaret shook her head no.
"No honey, he's really sick."
"Dats why we go see him?" Lily asked. She was awake now and wanted to know exactly why she was heading away from her house.
"Yes. Maggie wants to see her Daddy." Margaret told Lily. Lily watched as a tear fell down Margaret's cheek, and she wiped it away with her chubby little hand. Margaret smiled, took her hand and kissed it. Lily had this incredible something about her, like her father that made her feel like there was nothing wrong.
"Maggie wuv her daddy?"
"I do, I love my Daddy very very much. Just like you love Daddy." Margaret told Lily, looking over at Hawkeye and Haylie. If you didn't know better, Haylie loved Hawkeye just as much, maybe even more then her own father.
"Maggie, I wuv oo." Lily told her honestly. Margaret looked at Lily and smiled brightly.
"I love you too Lily." Margaret smiled hugging Lily. Lily laid her head on Margaret's chest and closed her eyes. She had grown fond of Margaret, and between her and Bess, Lily had a mother. And to her hope, maybe she could have a real one.
The plane ride to California was pretty quiet. Lily could sense Margaret was sad and decided to stick next to her. Haylie was still sleeping by the time the plane landed, and still in Hawkeye's arms.
They managed to get out of the airport with both girls and their luggage to the cab, with the help of an attendant. Hawkeye handed Haylie over to Margaret and put the luggage into the trunk of the cab. He crawled into the backseat and took Haylie back.
"Where too?"
"Um, 145 Campbell avenue please." Margaret smiled softly. She adjusted Lily on her lap and looked out the window. Hawkeye looked at her, and felt his heart drop. Its like Margaret knew something bad was going to happen.
"Everything will be okay honey." Hawkeye said hopefully laying a comforting hand on Margaret's arm.
"I hope so." Margaret said softly. The rest of the ride was silent as they drove down the streets of Redding
A few minutes later they arrived at Kate's home. It was a small decent size home. Haylie was awake now, but just barely.
"Here were are." The cabby smiled.
"Thank you." Margaret said getting out. "Pierce, pay him please." Margaret said getting the luggage. Hawkeye nodded and handed the man a ten dollar bill. He got out and helped Margaret with the bags.
"Haylie honey, why don't you and Lily go see Grandma?" Hawkeye smiled as he saw Kate standing on her porch. Haylie nodded and took Lily's hand. It was until she saw her grandmother that the little girl started to run. Hawkeye couldn't help but chuckle a bit.
"Hawkeye, would you take those please?" Margaret asked pointing to their bags. Hawkeye nodded and grabbed them. Kate was waiting for the two on her porch. She had sent the two girls in where there was some juice made for them and some breakfast.
"Hey honey, Hi Hawk." Kate smiled hugging Margaret.
"Hi Mom. We got here as fast as we could." Margaret said with a sniffle. Kate nodded and wrapped her arm around Margaret.
"Its okay honey, why don't you go change and go see your father? Hawk and the kids can stay here with me." Kate suggested as they walked in. Margaret nodded. She wanted to see her father, and Kate knew that.
"Thanks Mom." Margaret said walking into the kitchen. Kate smiled and watched her daughter snag some eggs off of Haylie's plate.
"Would you like some breakfast Honey?" Kate asked. She knew Margaret would say no, but she had to ask.
"Um no thanks Mom. If I do I'll throw it up." Margaret said taking a cup out of the cabinet. She poured herself some hot water and put a tea bag into her cup. "I'm going to shower and get dressed. I'll be down in a little bit."
"Alright Sweetie Pie." Kate smiled watching her daughter leave the room. She placed a plate of food on the table in front of Hawkeye. "Eat."
"Thank you. Kate you sure you aren't Italian?" Hawkeye asked as he started to eat.
"Now what makes you ask that?" Kate asked placing more food on the table.
"The last time I saw this much food was when my Aunt was cooking breakfast for Lily." Kate looked at him and laughed. He was something else all right. She knew that Margaret would be with him forever.
"Well you see son, I'm a grandmother. This is what we do." Kate smiled sitting down across the table from him.
"Gama. Where Ganpa?" Haylie asked putting her cup of juice down. Kate looked at her granddaughter and sighed.
"Grandpa is in the hospital honey." Kate carefully explained. Hawkeye stopped eating and looked at her, Haylie was looking rather confused, Lily was looking strange too.
"Why?"
"Well honey, Grandpa is sick." Kate explained. Haylie looked at her grandmother and then at Hawkeye. She was confused. She never went to the hospital when she was sick, so why was her grandfather. She wanted to know that.
"Why? Me don't go to hopital wen me sick. Why Ganpa?"
"Well Haylie. Your Grandpa is sick right here," Hawkeye explained touching Haylie's heart. Haylie looked down and then at Hawkeye. "He's sick in his heart."
"Oh. He gonna get better?" Haylie asked. Hawkeye looked at Kate and Kate looked back. Neither of them didn't know what to say.
"Haylie, sometimes when people get really sick they sometimes don't get better," Hawkeye explained carefully. He didn't want to make death something the girls were going to be afraid of. Even though it was scary. "When they're that sick, they cant see people anymore."
"What mean?" Lily asked. She was interested now too.
"Well honey, when they cant see anyone anymore, they go to Heaven where God takes care of them." Hawkeye said. Lily looked at her father, she didn't really understand what he was saying but she knew it was serious. Haylie was looking at them too, in her strange way. It was the same thing Margaret did when she was confused.
Hawkeye looked up and saw Margaret standing in the doorway with a half smile, her eyes where watery and she was about ready to cry. Hawkeye stood up and nodded to Kate, who understood and took the girls attention to something else.
Hawkeye took Margaret's hand and took her into the hall. He looked at her and she flung herself into his arms. Hawkeye held her tightly and let her gently cry on his shoulder. He knew Margaret wasn't coping with the situation as she could be doing. But she needed to get her emotions out or she would start to close her self off again.
"Sssh. It's okay. Everything will be fine." Hawkeye said softly. Margaret looked up at him and watched him before speaking.
"What happens if he dies. Hawkeye, I don't know if I can live with that. He's my father, I only have one." Margaret said as tears ran down her face. Hawkeye just looked at her with a soft look in his eyes. He knew this was hard on her.
"Margaret, just remember he'll always be here," Hawkeye told her touching her heart. Margaret smiled and nodded. Hawkeye took his thumb to her cheek and wiped a tear away. "Everything will work out. I promise." Margaret nodded and leaned into him.
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Margaret sighed and walked down the hall to her father's room. She stopped just outside his door and took a breath before putting a smile on and opened the door. Elaine was sitting with him holding his hand. Al looked over and saw his eldest daughter. He smiled slightly and held his hand out to her.
"Hi Daddy." Margaret said softly walking over and taking his hand.
"Hi Molly." Al said softly, Margaret smiled softly. "What are you doing here?"
"Elaine called me last night. What happened?" Margaret asked sitting in another chair.
"I didn't listen to my Doctor." Al smiled softly. There was more than that, but he didn't want to worry his daughters. After all both of them were sensitive when it came to their father.
"Daddy, listen to them. They know what's best for you." Margaret said with a small smile. She watched her father carefully, she was still afraid she was going to lose him.
"That's what they want you to believe." Al joked. Elaine and Margaret both smiled and looked at their father.
"Molly, Daddy was about to tell me story." Elaine smiled. Margaret grinned, she always loved hearing stories from her father.
"That's right. Well it was before both of you were born." Al started. Margaret and Elaine watched their father speak. He had such charm and mystery about him, that was something everyone loved.
The afternoon was spent with Al telling stories to his daughters. It was something he hadn't been able to do since both girls were little, but it was their special time. Al would take both girls and they would sit at his feet and listen to his stories. To Al that was something that he would always have, and cherish forever.
Margaret watched her father with the same expression she did when she listened to his stories when she was little. She loved the time with her father and sister; nothing could ever replace that time. Margaret had a very special place in his heart that no one could fill, and she knew that, because he had the same spot in her heart as well.
Elaine watched her father carefully as she held his hand, smiling. The stories that he told made their time together even more special. Elaine and Al weren't as close as Margaret and he were, but she had a special place in his heart, and special little place that meant the world to both of them.
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Hawkeye and Kate sat on the bench at the park as they watched the two girls play. It wasn't that warm, or cold, but enough for both the girls to be wearing their jackets.
"How long do they say he has?" Hawkeye asked Kate.
"They don't know. Even though Al and I are divorced, I still care." Kate admitted. She didn't want to have him die and not know she cared.
"I know what you mean." Hawkeye said softly. He didn't hate Al, he didn't even dislike him, Al was just different from him, and that's what made the two clash. Hawkeye sighed and watched the girls play. Even though Haylie had basically no idea what was going on and at her young age, she really didn't need to know everything.
"Well, we better get these girls home. David is dropping the kids off before he heads to the hospital." Kate said standing up. Hawkeye nodded and stood up as well. Haylie and Lily noticed this and looked up.
"Girl's come on. We're going back to Gramma's house." Hawkeye smiled as he watched the two girls get up from where they were playing in the sandbox.
"Kay." They both said in unison. Hawkeye and Kate smiled and waited with open arms as the two girls made their way over. Once there, Hawkeye scooped Lily up and swung her onto his shoulders. Lily squealed and laughed heartily. Kate picked Haylie up and placed her on her hip.
"Let's get back home. Mercy and Shawn are going to come and play with you." Kate told the girls. Haylie looked up and smiled brightly. She loved her grandmother, and any time she got to have with her was a bonus to her.
"Gamma, wen Mommy come back?" Haylie asked as they walked down the street. She wanted to see her mother, she wasn't used to being with her grandma and not with her mother.
"Mommy will be here for dinner so you can have a bath and then be put to bed." Kate told her granddaughter. Haylie nodded and yawned. Kate smiled and rubbed her back. "You're tired baby?" Haylie nodded and laid her head on Kate's shoulder. Hawkeye smiled as he felt Lily lay down on his head. He rubbed her leg and continued to walk.
"They had a long day." Hawkeye comment with a smile. He was keeping his voice low, he knew that Lily would get cranky, and right now he didn't want to deal with a screaming baby.
After Hawkeye put Lily and Haylie down for their naps, David came with Mercy and Shawn, both looking tired and in need of a nap. After the two were asleep, which took no time at all, the three adults went to the front porch, where they could still hear the children if they called.
"So how's Elaine handling things?" Hawkeye asked as he sat down in the chair. David took a sip of his coffee and looked at the surgeon.
"Well she's doing okay I guess. But with her being pregnant, all her emotions are screwed up." David told them as he set his coffee cup down. Kate and Hawkeye nodded in response, both knowing how pregnant women could be. "What about Margaret?"
"You know Margaret, she and Al have been close ever since he laid his eyes on her." Kate smiled remembering the day Margaret was born.
"Could you just imagine Margaret being pregnant and going through something like this? She is full of passion and her emotions can change easily." Hawkeye said taking a sip of his own coffee. To him, Margaret's passion is what made Margaret, Margaret. And he loved every bit of her.
"That would be ruff on my little girl." Kate said softly. She was there during Margaret's pregnancy and knew just how much emotion that little girl of hers could muster.
"I know what you mean." Hawkeye said softly. He had seen Margaret at her best, and at her worst, and knew just how emotional she could get if given the chance.
Kate nodded knowingly. Margaret was her first born and would always be her baby. And since the day that little girl was brought into the world, she was always emotional and full of passion.
"Gamma?" Haylie asked walking outside rubbing her eyes. You could tell that Haylie was still tired, but she wanted something. Kate stood up and picked the toddler up and set her on her lap.
"What are you doing up Baby?" Kate asked as the blonde laid her head down on her grandmother's chest.
"Miss Mommy." Haylie told Kate with sad tone in her voice. Kate looked over at Hawkeye and nodded for him to speak up.
"Haylie, what do you think about if I took you to go see Mommy and Grandpa?" Hawkeye asked. This would be the perfect time, since the rest of the children were still sleeping.
"Es pease." Haylie said softly. She really missed and wanted her Mommy. Grandma would do for now, but no one topped Mommy.
"Okay. Go put your shoes on and we'll go see Mommy." Hawkeye smiled standing up. Haylie smiled and crawled off her grandmother. She walked into the house and sat down in front of the door with her shoes.
After a few minutes the two were off to the hospital where Margaret, Elaine and Al were. Elaine had been there all day and Hawkeye knew she was going to be in the need of a nap soon.
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"So there I was standing in my CO's office about to get yelled at when a bomb went off. I dove under the desk, taking your mother with me, and the next thing I know, I'm lying in a hospital bed with your mother standing over me. She had a big smile on her face and told me that a piece of wood landed on my head and knocked me unconscious." Al smiled remembering that day. Margaret laughed and watched her father. He was looking better, and was more upbeat now.
It was then she heard a child crying. The cry was very familiar and Margaret stood up so fast she almost knocked her chair over. The door opened and there was Hawkeye carrying the screaming baby. Margaret went immediately over to them and took Haylie into her arms. Haylie was still crying but slowly starting to settle down.
"What happened?" The panicked mother asked. Haylie didn't cry often, and when she did, something happened to her.
"She just missed her Mommy." Hawkeye said softly rubbing Haylie's back.
"Pierce." Al said. Hawkeye looked over Margaret's shoulder and saw the man lying in bed. Hawkeye nodded and walked over.
"Hello Sir. How are you feeling?" He asked picking the chart up and reading it.
"I could be better." Al admitted. "What does my chart say? I don't understand that mumbo jumbo."
"Nothing much. You're doing better. But I'm not your doctor. But if I was you should be out of here in a couple of days." Hawkeye smiled. He always loved telling patients that they were getting better, even if they weren't his.
"Good." Al said strongly.
"Elaine, how about you?" Hawkeye asked with a smile. The woman was now eight months pregnant, looking rather large, but happy.
"I'm doing okay. The baby is kicking away though. Thanks for asking." Elaine smiled. She always liked Hawkeye, even in Margaret's letters and how at first she was complaining about him, and as time passed how much she had grown to rely on him.
"Granpa?" A small voice said. Al looked over and smiled at the sight of his daughter holding her daughter. The sight of it was remarkable to him.
"Haylie, come here darling." Al smiled. Margaret walked over and set Haylie gently beside him. She and Elaine walked over to the door to give the two a bit of privacy. "Now I want you to listen to me very carefully. Can you do that?" Haylie nodded and looked at her grandfather. "Very good. Mommy is going to be really sad soon, I need you to give her a hug whenever she needs one. Okay?"
"Kay. Granpa where you go?" Haylie asked.
"I'm not going anywhere right now. But I'm going to go to heaven soon. But I'll always be right here." Al said touching Haylie's heart. Margaret was standing in Hawkeye's arms crying and Elaine was holding Hawkeye's hand and crying.
"Granpa, Eye said dat too. Eye said you ove me."
"Hawkeye is right. I love you very very much Angel."
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A couple of days later Al was released from the hospital and was told he was out of danger. He was staying with Elaine so she could make sure he was doing everything the doctor told him to do.
Upon hearing this, Margaret, Haylie, Hawkeye and Lily headed back to Boston. Both had to get back to work and Haylie wanted to see her father. Lily wanted to get to see Bess and Charles.
It was around seven that morning they got back to Boston. Margaret headed out to the store while Hawkeye put the girls down to sleep. They didn't sleep at all on the plane ride back, and both were tired. As soon as he walked out of Haylie's bedroom the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hawkeye? It's Kate, is Margaret there?"
"Nope. She ran to the store. What's up?"
"Hawkeye, Al died. He had a coronary explosion and died immediately." Kate said solemnly. As soon as she said the word 'died' Hawkeye felt completely awful.
"Thanks for telling me Kate. I'll have Margaret there as soon as possible." Hawkeye told Kate.
"Thanks Hawkeye."
"No problem Kate. Just take care of yourself. And I'll be there in a day or so." Hawkeye told her.
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"Yeah, I know. I still don't know how I'm going to tell her."
"I would figure that out first Pierce." Charles said. He felt bad for Margaret and knew just how much she looked up to her father.
"I know I just wish I didn't have to."
"When is her flight?" Charles asked. He and Bess were taking Lily for a little while when Hawkeye and Margaret were out of town with Haylie.
"I have her's booked for this afternoon. I'll take Haylie in the morning. You sure its no trouble taking Lily? I can get my Dad to take her."
"Don't worry about it Pierce. Just worry about Margaret and Haylie." Charles told him truthfully. Hawkeye nodded and heard the door open.
"Thanks. I gotta go." Hawkeye said hanging up the phone. Margaret shut the door and walked into the kitchen where Hawkeye was. She placed the bags on the counter and looked at him.
"What's up?"
"Margaret, honey. I don't know how to tell you this, but your father died this morning. He had a coronary explosion. There was no sign or anything." Hawkeye said standing up. Margaret stood there in shock, Hawkeye watched her face as tears started to form, and she collapsed. He caught her and held her tightly as she cried.
The name Alvin Tristen Houlihan was more than a memory, it would live on throughout time. Haylie would never be allowed to forget him. Elaine's children would never be allowed to forget. After all forgetting is hard to do, and sometimes impossible. If you love the person enough then you maybe forget the small details, but never forget what his life was all about. How he made an impact on everyone's life he touched. His smile and the way his love made you feel like there was no other. The way he made both his daughters feel loved and wanted.