An: I am really sorry I haven't updated sooner but I have had dreaded
coursework but now I am on summer break so I will update often as possible.
Disclaimer: I don't own mash because if I did it never would have ended.
BJ had just finished sewing up an innocent boy of about the age of fifteen. He came in with half his stomach hanging out and blown to pieces and may now never recover. All for the sake of some stupid war or as the army called it "police action". Life's just not fair.
"Next" BJ shouted. Klinger and Radar, who had been roped in to be corpse men as there was a big rush on, ran in and took the young boy away and replaced him with a man not much older then the one that had just left. This man, unlike the last, had his leg badly damaged. He was likely to survive but also as likely to lose his leg. That's the end of his army life.
BJ, a man of six foot three, stood over the patient, his brown eyes watching very closely to what he was doing.
"Hey, Hawk fancy coming to the officers club after this"
"Would I let you down?" replied Hawkeye, with a cheeky smile on his face. He was a very clever man and a very funny one too. If you were upset or down, without a doubt he'd cheer you up no doubt.
The two surgeons made their way to one of their favourite places next to home of course.
They grabbed a drink and sat with Colonel Potter and Radar and whiled away a few hours.
"Well I must be going now, get some sleep while its quiet" Colonel Potter suggested.
"Yes, us to" replied Hawkeye, BJ, and Radar in unison. They finished up the last of drinks and exited together. The fresh air felt good on their faces. Quite refreshing.
"See you later sirs, I have to, you know, visit the little boys room" Radar said.
"Yeah actually me to Hawk, meet you back swamp." BJ said.
Hawkeye returned to the swamp alone and laid down on his cot.
Within minutes he was asleep.
Radar and BJ were making their way towards the latrines. They were talking about the boy BJ had sewn up that evening.
"Poor kid, probably wont make it through the night" BJ sighed.
"What a waste" Radar said.
"And all we can do is try and save their lives, we aren't miracle work..."
A man in a Korean soldiers uniform pointing a gun towards them jumped out of the bushes in front of them cutting BJ off there. Radar and BJ raised their arms in to the air not wanting any trouble or arguments.
Radar fan: please be kind and read and review. This is my second fan fic please keep tuned. :p Thanks for the reviews. Sorry for chapter length but I got to keep you hooked. Lol.
Disclaimer: I don't own mash because if I did it never would have ended.
BJ had just finished sewing up an innocent boy of about the age of fifteen. He came in with half his stomach hanging out and blown to pieces and may now never recover. All for the sake of some stupid war or as the army called it "police action". Life's just not fair.
"Next" BJ shouted. Klinger and Radar, who had been roped in to be corpse men as there was a big rush on, ran in and took the young boy away and replaced him with a man not much older then the one that had just left. This man, unlike the last, had his leg badly damaged. He was likely to survive but also as likely to lose his leg. That's the end of his army life.
BJ, a man of six foot three, stood over the patient, his brown eyes watching very closely to what he was doing.
"Hey, Hawk fancy coming to the officers club after this"
"Would I let you down?" replied Hawkeye, with a cheeky smile on his face. He was a very clever man and a very funny one too. If you were upset or down, without a doubt he'd cheer you up no doubt.
The two surgeons made their way to one of their favourite places next to home of course.
They grabbed a drink and sat with Colonel Potter and Radar and whiled away a few hours.
"Well I must be going now, get some sleep while its quiet" Colonel Potter suggested.
"Yes, us to" replied Hawkeye, BJ, and Radar in unison. They finished up the last of drinks and exited together. The fresh air felt good on their faces. Quite refreshing.
"See you later sirs, I have to, you know, visit the little boys room" Radar said.
"Yeah actually me to Hawk, meet you back swamp." BJ said.
Hawkeye returned to the swamp alone and laid down on his cot.
Within minutes he was asleep.
Radar and BJ were making their way towards the latrines. They were talking about the boy BJ had sewn up that evening.
"Poor kid, probably wont make it through the night" BJ sighed.
"What a waste" Radar said.
"And all we can do is try and save their lives, we aren't miracle work..."
A man in a Korean soldiers uniform pointing a gun towards them jumped out of the bushes in front of them cutting BJ off there. Radar and BJ raised their arms in to the air not wanting any trouble or arguments.
Radar fan: please be kind and read and review. This is my second fan fic please keep tuned. :p Thanks for the reviews. Sorry for chapter length but I got to keep you hooked. Lol.