Identity Crisis
One shot story.
By: Trivette Lover Heather
AN: Let me know if you get confused, cuz I sure did re reading it. In order for me to finish up this story, I need you to review and let me know if you'd like it finished. Deal?
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"Radar" some one hollered to him over the commotion. That was the last time he ever answered to Radar.
It was a rather quiet night and the two head surgeons were trolling the grounds trying to unwind.
"Too bad about Radar, I'm really gonna miss him around here." The man with the mustache started the conversation.
The other man didn't reply but only shook his head.
"What you won't miss him?" BJ replied, looking over to his friend.
Hawkeye stopped walking, returning the glance "Did I say that?!" he said angrily.
"Easy, I was just spit balling."
"Well don't!" He started to walk again.
"So I guess him leaving has really hit you hard huh?"
Hawkeye stopped walking again, and turned to look at his friend. "Yeah" he replied simply.
"War" BJ offered, trying to somehow explain what had happened to their friend.
"War." Hawkeye agreed.
The night was still silent.
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"What happened to Radar?" the strange man asked his patient who was staring at the ground.
The young man seemed to have aged more in the past weeks than ever before.
"I don't know any Radar....it's Walter..."
"Walter...we seem to have a little dilemma."
"My name isn't Walter...its Radar."
"Uh huh." The doctor nodded.
"Alright soldier, are you from Iowa?"
"Yes sir."
"At least we can agree on that." The doctor said to himself, turning to get something from his desk.
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"This place is a shambles without Radar!" Colonel Potter hollered over the chaos, that was the OR.
"Amen, this place is being run into the ground." Frank offered.
"By all means Frank, please be the one that gets run into the ground first." BJ replied.
"We'll follow close behind...that is if we're not the ones driving you into it." Hawkeye and BJ went back and forth.
The Colonel chuckled. Ignoring Franks whining and saying something about harassment and filing charges, and remembered a better time when in the back of his mind, everything would be okay, because Radar was there. And Radar always came through. Ah, Faithful Radar.
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"What happened to Radar? You and him were very close am I right?"
"At one time."
"Tell me about him."
"Good guy...everybody seemed to like him....got a long with everybody ya know?...anyway, seemed like a good enough soldier, except he was kinda cursed."
"Cursed?"
"Yeah, like he could sometimes tell things were gonna happen before they did...kinda like a psychiatrist or something."
He smiled. "You mean a psychic?"
"Right, what I said...anyway, so I think that's why he left."
"He left? Where did he leave to? The States?"
"I think so, he said that back home he didn't feel cursed, that he was safe....I felt bad for him, I'm glad he made it home okay."
"Where is home for Radar?"
The corporal scratched his head. "Maine."
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"Man, that was a rough shift." BJ fell onto his cot.
"Rougher than usual, I don't think we could have run out of one more thing." Hawkeye grabbed a martini.
"Makes me mad I took that kid for granted."
"I think we all did."
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"Do you miss Radar? Since you were so close with him?"
"I guess so...well...not too much... I mean he was a nice guy and all, but no I wouldn't say I really miss him."
"You think Radar will miss you?"
"Boy, I sure hope not, I mean he's a big boy now, he can take care of himself, he doesn't need me anymore."
"Walter?"
"Yeah, I mean Radar seemed to have it all figured out, had all the right angles at looking at things. He had the best job, best friends, best hometown. I mean I guess the reason why I don't miss him all that much is probably because I was a little jealous."
"I see"
"Did Radar mean anything to you? Will you remember him in the future?"
"Um, well of course, I mean he was one of the best people I ever knew, good heart, funny...heck I think he had it all. And he was nice to me, which really meant a lot to a kid like me ya know?"
"I'm sure it did. Do you ever think you and Radar could ever see each other again?"
The Corporal stared into space. "Sure why not?"
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"Think you'll ever see the kid again?" BJ asked sitting up from his cot.
"Sure, why not?" Hawkeye replied, grabbing a martini glass. "I mean, if he ends up being alright..."
"You think he will?"
"I don't know." He replied honestly. Sighing he laid back down thinking of his friend.
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