Disclaimer-thingy: I don't own anything you recognize from MASH, and I
probably never will, unless if I become the CEO of 20th Century FOX
broadcasting, which I doubt.
A/N- However, I was not happy when I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter sniff.
Chapter 3- Keep Your Clothes On
Dream Sequence
Hannah sat in a foxhole with her comrades, waiting until morning, so they could move out. She looked around. Privates' Micheals and Tenks were playing one of the various card games that they loved.
Private Tenks was tall and lean, so it was a little difficult for him to be crouching. He had red hair and green eyes that flickered with mischief and a little fear.
Private Micheals was medium built, had dull black hair, and brown eyes that reflected his frightened emotions.
Lieutenant Rekin was curled up reading one of the books that he had stashed in his bag. The Lieutenant was pale from the lack of heat. He was tall, and thin like Tenks, but his lanky frame hid his strength.
Major Goul was quietly carving something, humming to himself. The major held himself with an air of dignity, and somewhat of being a pompous. He was medium build, but had somewhat of a paunch. His blonde hair set him off from the rest, but he didn't seem to care. His eyes were a cold blue, and he never seemed to laugh. However, being in a war is no laughing matter.
Hannah partially stood up to stretch, causing the lieutenant and major to look up. Rekin nodded at her, then went back to reading his book. Major Goul looked at her with a hunger of some sort. It made her feel uneasy when he did that. It also didn't help that she was the only female in the outfit. The privates treated her as one of the guys, and Rekin was like an older brother. She grabbed her small pistol and said, "I'll be back in a while, I'm going to relieve myself." and went off into the woods.
On her way back, she heard the bushes rustling. Turning, she saw Major Goul approaching her. "May I please speak with you lieutenant?" he asked.
"Alright," she replied, but her mind was flashing in big, neon, and red letters, "DANGER DANGER!"
When they were in a clearing, Goul commented, getting very close, "I've been watching you lieutenant."
"I'm a surgeon sir." she replied with surprise.
Getting closer to her, he whispered, "There's something I want."
"I'm sure you can find it at a local check point."
"No lieutenant," he said, his hands moving close to her, "Only you can give it to me."
As he leaned close to kiss her, Hannah took a step back. He took a step forward, still trying to get close. "Major," she commented, "I don't think this is right."
"Oh lieutenant," he said in a gruff voice, "Don't you see? I'm a man, and you're a woman. I have manly urges, as I'm sure you have an urge too." He started to pull at her, trying to kiss her, trying to get her on the ground.
"Major," she said, starting to get irritated, "Let go of me!"
"You're just scared Hannah, like everyone," he said, and then he tackled her, whispering, "I just want you to know that I can be quite gentle."
He pinned her on the ground, started to tear at her clothes. He got her pants undone, and was starting to take off her ahem undergarments. She grabbed her pistol, and fired off into the night, hoping someone would hear.
The major had managed to get his clothes off, and was getting closer to her. Suddenly, pain pierced through her entire body, and then there was darkness.
End Dream Sequence
Hannah woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily, shaking, and perspiring. Looking around, she was on a bed, in what she thought was probably a MASH unit somewhere close to the front lines. Then she remembered all of the events previously: the village, the bombs, getting away from the major, finding the orphan, getting injured, meeting Hawkeye, then blacking out. Then another memory washed over her: THAT NIGHT.
"You alright kid?" a male voice that she didn't recognize asked.
Looking for the owner of the voice, she spotted a man with blonde hair, brown eyes, and a mustache that looked like a fuzzy, dead caterpillar. He walked over to her, and said, "You were thrashing in your sleep."
"Yeah," she replied, "I'm alright. I probably just should eat something."
"From what your comrades say, I think you should. We want you to be healthy."
He walked over to the side of her bed/cot/thing, and pulled up the tray of food that Klinger had brought. "Here," he said, "You forgot this before you took your nap."
"Thank you." she replied, blushing a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your name."
"Hunnicutt, Captain B.J. Hunnicutt. And you?"
"Blake, Lieutenant Hannah Blake."
"Hey, how you doing Blake," a voice from the cot next to hers asked.
Turning, she said, "I'm fine Micheals."
"Well, well, looks like our lieutenant has finally decided to join us in reality." The voice from the cot across from Hannah's said.
Looking up, she replied, "It's good to see you too Tenks." She looked at B.J., and asked, "B.J.? What happened to the other lieutenant that was with us?"
"He was in pretty bad shape, but we were able to save him. He's in the cot down there, but he's still sleeping."
Hannah looked over to the cot on the other side of Post- OP, and saw her friend, bandages wrapped around his head, both legs, and his left arm. He wasn't moving either.
"You should really eat," B.J. commented, pointing to the tray, "It doesn't look edible, but it'll keep you alive."
Suddenly, another man came into post-op. He was of medium height, had white hair, glasses, and blue eyes. Seeing Hannah awake, he looked at B.J., and asked, "May I?"
"Go right ahead," he commented, walking over to another cot.
The older man sat down at the edge of Hannah's cot. He said, "Lieutenant, my name's Colonel Sherman Potter. I'm the CO here at the 4077. I've had the most unpleasant time talking to an insane man wanting to take you out of our care before I say so. Can you tell me who you are, and why he's trying to break the silence?"
"I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to cause a ruckus. My name is Lieutenant Hannah Blake. The reason Colonel Marbles wants to Court Marshall me and my outfit is that we, well mostly I, went AWOL."
"I know that much. Go on."
"We were supposed to be attacking a small Korean village, but when we got there, bombs ended up dropping on us. I told Major Goul, my CO, that I was going to help those who needed it. He refused, but I went anyway. My comrades that are here with me followed. We were shot, and shelled at, thought to be the enemy. Here we are now, injured, and facing not only being AWOL, but giving aid to the enemy. Don't you just love being a surgeon."
"Wait, wait a moment, you're a surgeon?" Colonel Potter broke in.
"Yes sir, I'm a qualified surgeon. I was our units field surgeon."
"Well I'll be," Colonel Potter chuckled, "You don't see many female surgeons here, or in the states."
"Well, you don't see many male nurses, now do you?"
"Touché."
A smile grew on Hannah's face, as she asked, "Sir, do you think that when I get out of court marshal, I could work here?"
"Yeah Colonel," B.J. continued, "We could always use more help."
"Hmm, well, I'll see what I can do." Potter said thoughtfully.
"Thank you sir."
"I can't make any guarantees though. You know that right?"
"Yes sir, it just would be better if I didn't have to keep moving. I could just stay in one place, and help those who need it. Also, it would be nice to have some new instruments to work with."
"I said that I'll see what I can do lieutenant, and I think now would be a good time for you to get some more sleep."
"Yes sir." Hannah smiled, as she closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
When Hannah woke up, it was time for the night shift. Looking around, she spotted Renkin awake, and reading. Micheals and Tenks were chowing down on who knows what provided by the Mess Tent. Looking on the floor, she spotted a full tray for her. She grimaced at the thought at having to eat it.
"Ah, Lieutenant," Charles' voice caught her attention, "I'm so glad you decided to join us."
Charles walked over to Hannah, and sat on the cot next to her. As soon as he had settled, he started to check her pulse, and temperature. "Major," Hannah commented, "if I didn't know better, I'd swear that you knew something."
He shifted his eyes, then requested, "Lieutenant, could I speak to you privately?"
"Sure, if you get me a wheelchair." she commented sweetly.
Charles grumbled, but got a wheelchair, and held it steady while Hannah hoisted herself into. He wheeled her toward the empty OR and told Nurse Baker, "If Pierce comes in here asking for Lieutenant Blake, stall him. I'll try to make this quick."
When they got into the OR Charles wheeled Hannah over to a gurney and waited for her to get on. She wrestled with it for a while, and eventually got on it. After she got settled, she stated bluntly, "You know something Major, and I don't like it when somebody knows something about me when I didn't tell him or her. So what is it that you know?"
Charles sighed, and then explained, "Private Tenks told me what happened between you and Major Goul."
"I'M GONNA KILL HIM!," Hannah roared, "I TOLD HIM NOT TO TELL ANYONE!"
"Lieutenant, I know how upset you are, but someone needed to tell either me or one of the other doctors here, because something bad might have happened to you. Which is why I think it would be wise if I checked you over to make sure nothing bad happened to you, besides that horrible experience."
"I know I'm a surgeon, but I have to ask, does any of this require me to take off my clothes?"
Charles chuckled, and commented, "I assure you Lieutenant that none of this will require you to remove any garments. All I'm going to do is take a few blood samples, make a few tests and check the results with Tokyo General Hospital."
"Also," Hannah commented, "I'm curious to know if you saw any of my restricted parts while working on me?"
"Only your arm and leg, since nothing else seemed to be damage," Charles replied, getting the instruments he needed to draw blood.
"Also Major?"
"Hmm?"
"Please don't tell Hawkeye."
Now remember people, reviews are good. If you do not like something, wait until you're done ranting and raving, then calmly explain to me why you didn't like it. I explained before that I don't except flames, but enjoy constructive criticism when needed.
A/N- However, I was not happy when I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter sniff.
Chapter 3- Keep Your Clothes On
Dream Sequence
Hannah sat in a foxhole with her comrades, waiting until morning, so they could move out. She looked around. Privates' Micheals and Tenks were playing one of the various card games that they loved.
Private Tenks was tall and lean, so it was a little difficult for him to be crouching. He had red hair and green eyes that flickered with mischief and a little fear.
Private Micheals was medium built, had dull black hair, and brown eyes that reflected his frightened emotions.
Lieutenant Rekin was curled up reading one of the books that he had stashed in his bag. The Lieutenant was pale from the lack of heat. He was tall, and thin like Tenks, but his lanky frame hid his strength.
Major Goul was quietly carving something, humming to himself. The major held himself with an air of dignity, and somewhat of being a pompous. He was medium build, but had somewhat of a paunch. His blonde hair set him off from the rest, but he didn't seem to care. His eyes were a cold blue, and he never seemed to laugh. However, being in a war is no laughing matter.
Hannah partially stood up to stretch, causing the lieutenant and major to look up. Rekin nodded at her, then went back to reading his book. Major Goul looked at her with a hunger of some sort. It made her feel uneasy when he did that. It also didn't help that she was the only female in the outfit. The privates treated her as one of the guys, and Rekin was like an older brother. She grabbed her small pistol and said, "I'll be back in a while, I'm going to relieve myself." and went off into the woods.
On her way back, she heard the bushes rustling. Turning, she saw Major Goul approaching her. "May I please speak with you lieutenant?" he asked.
"Alright," she replied, but her mind was flashing in big, neon, and red letters, "DANGER DANGER!"
When they were in a clearing, Goul commented, getting very close, "I've been watching you lieutenant."
"I'm a surgeon sir." she replied with surprise.
Getting closer to her, he whispered, "There's something I want."
"I'm sure you can find it at a local check point."
"No lieutenant," he said, his hands moving close to her, "Only you can give it to me."
As he leaned close to kiss her, Hannah took a step back. He took a step forward, still trying to get close. "Major," she commented, "I don't think this is right."
"Oh lieutenant," he said in a gruff voice, "Don't you see? I'm a man, and you're a woman. I have manly urges, as I'm sure you have an urge too." He started to pull at her, trying to kiss her, trying to get her on the ground.
"Major," she said, starting to get irritated, "Let go of me!"
"You're just scared Hannah, like everyone," he said, and then he tackled her, whispering, "I just want you to know that I can be quite gentle."
He pinned her on the ground, started to tear at her clothes. He got her pants undone, and was starting to take off her ahem undergarments. She grabbed her pistol, and fired off into the night, hoping someone would hear.
The major had managed to get his clothes off, and was getting closer to her. Suddenly, pain pierced through her entire body, and then there was darkness.
End Dream Sequence
Hannah woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily, shaking, and perspiring. Looking around, she was on a bed, in what she thought was probably a MASH unit somewhere close to the front lines. Then she remembered all of the events previously: the village, the bombs, getting away from the major, finding the orphan, getting injured, meeting Hawkeye, then blacking out. Then another memory washed over her: THAT NIGHT.
"You alright kid?" a male voice that she didn't recognize asked.
Looking for the owner of the voice, she spotted a man with blonde hair, brown eyes, and a mustache that looked like a fuzzy, dead caterpillar. He walked over to her, and said, "You were thrashing in your sleep."
"Yeah," she replied, "I'm alright. I probably just should eat something."
"From what your comrades say, I think you should. We want you to be healthy."
He walked over to the side of her bed/cot/thing, and pulled up the tray of food that Klinger had brought. "Here," he said, "You forgot this before you took your nap."
"Thank you." she replied, blushing a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your name."
"Hunnicutt, Captain B.J. Hunnicutt. And you?"
"Blake, Lieutenant Hannah Blake."
"Hey, how you doing Blake," a voice from the cot next to hers asked.
Turning, she said, "I'm fine Micheals."
"Well, well, looks like our lieutenant has finally decided to join us in reality." The voice from the cot across from Hannah's said.
Looking up, she replied, "It's good to see you too Tenks." She looked at B.J., and asked, "B.J.? What happened to the other lieutenant that was with us?"
"He was in pretty bad shape, but we were able to save him. He's in the cot down there, but he's still sleeping."
Hannah looked over to the cot on the other side of Post- OP, and saw her friend, bandages wrapped around his head, both legs, and his left arm. He wasn't moving either.
"You should really eat," B.J. commented, pointing to the tray, "It doesn't look edible, but it'll keep you alive."
Suddenly, another man came into post-op. He was of medium height, had white hair, glasses, and blue eyes. Seeing Hannah awake, he looked at B.J., and asked, "May I?"
"Go right ahead," he commented, walking over to another cot.
The older man sat down at the edge of Hannah's cot. He said, "Lieutenant, my name's Colonel Sherman Potter. I'm the CO here at the 4077. I've had the most unpleasant time talking to an insane man wanting to take you out of our care before I say so. Can you tell me who you are, and why he's trying to break the silence?"
"I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to cause a ruckus. My name is Lieutenant Hannah Blake. The reason Colonel Marbles wants to Court Marshall me and my outfit is that we, well mostly I, went AWOL."
"I know that much. Go on."
"We were supposed to be attacking a small Korean village, but when we got there, bombs ended up dropping on us. I told Major Goul, my CO, that I was going to help those who needed it. He refused, but I went anyway. My comrades that are here with me followed. We were shot, and shelled at, thought to be the enemy. Here we are now, injured, and facing not only being AWOL, but giving aid to the enemy. Don't you just love being a surgeon."
"Wait, wait a moment, you're a surgeon?" Colonel Potter broke in.
"Yes sir, I'm a qualified surgeon. I was our units field surgeon."
"Well I'll be," Colonel Potter chuckled, "You don't see many female surgeons here, or in the states."
"Well, you don't see many male nurses, now do you?"
"Touché."
A smile grew on Hannah's face, as she asked, "Sir, do you think that when I get out of court marshal, I could work here?"
"Yeah Colonel," B.J. continued, "We could always use more help."
"Hmm, well, I'll see what I can do." Potter said thoughtfully.
"Thank you sir."
"I can't make any guarantees though. You know that right?"
"Yes sir, it just would be better if I didn't have to keep moving. I could just stay in one place, and help those who need it. Also, it would be nice to have some new instruments to work with."
"I said that I'll see what I can do lieutenant, and I think now would be a good time for you to get some more sleep."
"Yes sir." Hannah smiled, as she closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
When Hannah woke up, it was time for the night shift. Looking around, she spotted Renkin awake, and reading. Micheals and Tenks were chowing down on who knows what provided by the Mess Tent. Looking on the floor, she spotted a full tray for her. She grimaced at the thought at having to eat it.
"Ah, Lieutenant," Charles' voice caught her attention, "I'm so glad you decided to join us."
Charles walked over to Hannah, and sat on the cot next to her. As soon as he had settled, he started to check her pulse, and temperature. "Major," Hannah commented, "if I didn't know better, I'd swear that you knew something."
He shifted his eyes, then requested, "Lieutenant, could I speak to you privately?"
"Sure, if you get me a wheelchair." she commented sweetly.
Charles grumbled, but got a wheelchair, and held it steady while Hannah hoisted herself into. He wheeled her toward the empty OR and told Nurse Baker, "If Pierce comes in here asking for Lieutenant Blake, stall him. I'll try to make this quick."
When they got into the OR Charles wheeled Hannah over to a gurney and waited for her to get on. She wrestled with it for a while, and eventually got on it. After she got settled, she stated bluntly, "You know something Major, and I don't like it when somebody knows something about me when I didn't tell him or her. So what is it that you know?"
Charles sighed, and then explained, "Private Tenks told me what happened between you and Major Goul."
"I'M GONNA KILL HIM!," Hannah roared, "I TOLD HIM NOT TO TELL ANYONE!"
"Lieutenant, I know how upset you are, but someone needed to tell either me or one of the other doctors here, because something bad might have happened to you. Which is why I think it would be wise if I checked you over to make sure nothing bad happened to you, besides that horrible experience."
"I know I'm a surgeon, but I have to ask, does any of this require me to take off my clothes?"
Charles chuckled, and commented, "I assure you Lieutenant that none of this will require you to remove any garments. All I'm going to do is take a few blood samples, make a few tests and check the results with Tokyo General Hospital."
"Also," Hannah commented, "I'm curious to know if you saw any of my restricted parts while working on me?"
"Only your arm and leg, since nothing else seemed to be damage," Charles replied, getting the instruments he needed to draw blood.
"Also Major?"
"Hmm?"
"Please don't tell Hawkeye."
Now remember people, reviews are good. If you do not like something, wait until you're done ranting and raving, then calmly explain to me why you didn't like it. I explained before that I don't except flames, but enjoy constructive criticism when needed.
