Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Mash but I do own Tamara and I wish I owned Hawkeye.

When she woke Tamara had a splitting headache, partly because she had the sun shining in her eyes and partly because she hadn't slept well. Sitting up she groaned, her back was aching and her arms and legs felt like they were made of lead. Looking around she noticed Winchester was up and gone and Hunicutt was still asleep. Tamara stifled a laugh as she watched him moan in his sleep mentioning something about a dounght. Feeling his gaze on her she turned to face Hawkeye he was drinking already.

"Isn't it a bit early for drinking?" Hawkeye looked at his watch and shook his head.

"What time is it anyway?"

"Three o'clock"

"Oh dear god I've slept for twelve hours and still I feel crap"

"A shower might help" Tamara eyed him suspiciously

"Yeah where are the showers?"

" I'll show you" Tamara grabbed her towel and soap and followed Hawkeye out of the tent and across the compound. Once he showed her where the showers were he left her. Walking into the shower she saw the head and shoulders of Margaret Houlihan. The major had her eyes closed.

"Hello major" a voice made Margaret open her eyes. Seeing whom it was she gasped.

"Tamara what are you doing here?" Margaret stared at Tamara.

"I'm a doctor Major" she replied as she stripped and got into the shower

"It's been a long time Tamara" Tamara pulled on a chain and drowned out what Margaret was going to say. When the flow of water abated Margaret continued

"Tamara I just want to-" Margaret began

"Just shut it major" Tamara turned to face her "As far as I'm concerned you are head nurse here and that is all and I suggest you take the same method of not knowing me" Tamara turned on the water once more and then grabbed her clothes. She quickly dressed and after dropping her stuff at the swamp she headed for the mess tent, or at least were she thought the mess tent was. After a while she finally found it, and she wished she hadn't. The smell was on the borders of nauseating. Picking up a tray she joined the line.

" Morning captain" a voice said behind her. Half turning she saw it was the colonel.

"Morning colonel"

"I hope those hooligans didn't keep you up with their drinking " Tamara smiled. She liked this old man he reminded her of her grandfather.

"No they were like babies" she replied as she watched the cook put some slop they had the right to call food on her tray. Once her tray was half full she went and sat down. Within two minutes Hunicutt and Hawkeye joined her. Both had smiles on their faces.

"Morning Captains" Tamara said without looking up. Suddenly someone wearing a purple dress ran into the mess tent. Looking around she was confronted with a Lebanese man wearing a purple dress.

"Declare me insane" he cried. Tamara stared at him; behind her she could hear Hawkeye and Hunicutt laughing.

"Okay your insane" she said quickly, slightly scared. The man then ran over to the colonel was about to sit next to Hunicutt.

"You see colonel the true comes out of the mouth of one who has been among us for such a short time" The colonel sighed and quickly sat down

"Klinger lovely dress but your not insane in fact you're probably so sane I would go insane" Colonel Potter muttered. Once Klinger was gone Tamara started giggling

"Who was that, the camp idiot?"

"You have just witnessed Corporal Klinger the camp please-let-me-leave-Korea- or-I'll-swallow-a-jeep" Hawkeye grinned

"And I thought he was just a pretty face" Hunitcutt added. Tamara laughed and then took a bite of the piece of bread she had. Looking at it her nose wrinkled in disgust.

"I guess the food doesn't taste so bad once you get too it"

"No" Hawkeye replied, "You just start imagining your friend is a plate of lamb chops"

Tamara smiled trying to imagine Hawkeye as lamb chops

"HMM lamb chops," she muttered.