Identity Crisis – CH. 2 – Final Chapter

By: TLH

AN: Apologize for the long delay. Enjoy.

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Colonel Potter resisted the urge to slam the phone down and slipped it back slowly.

Head down he made his way into the SWAMP, to find his friends, attempting to play cards.

"You two ever do anything else but play cards?" He took a seat on Winchesters bunk.

BJ flopped three cards down. "Of course Colonel, we uh…" He looks to his friend to finish.

"Craps…we're thinking of taking up craps." He nodded.

"Listen boys, I'll cut right to the quip."

Hawkeye sighs. "I hate it when he's serious."

"Is it about Radar Colonel?" BJ asked curios. Now setting down all his cards.

"I'm afraid so."

Hawkeye held his head low. Potter noticing put his arm on his shoulder. "Seems he's gone over the deep end, they say he is spouting out more nonsense then we know him to and keeps claiming he's three different people. He has started to become pretty irate, so they started medicating him. I chatted with Sidney, he said with cases like Radars, once they've hit the point of no return…"

"There's no returning…" BJ finished.

"They'll send him back to the states soon for better treatment."

Hawkeye shook his head. "Damn this war. Damn this place. Damn all of it."

"I know son. I'm with ya."

"I'm gonna miss that kid."

Hawkeye stood up. "What he do to deserve this? All he did was what he told…even more than that sometimes…what the hell kind of demented world do we live in that…ah the hell with it…" he grabbed a martini glass and watched as it shattered against the door, then watched another do the same. Before BJ could restrain him, four glasses were no more.

BJ grabbed him, pulling him into an embrace as Hawkeye shouted curses in between short sobs. The Colonel was on the side of the two friends, his tears showing as well. A group had gathered around outside the tent at the sound of the shattered glass, and simply looked on.

Minutes passed and embrace remained. Winchester had solemnly entered and began to pick up the shades of glass beside his bunk. He was silent, at a loss for words.

Hawkeye felt responsible, like he failed Radar somehow. And in those quiet still moments that day, he suddenly realized it was the war that failed us all.

"Attention All Personnel, Incoming Wounded…"

THE END.

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