Fighting For Everything

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D/C: You know the drill by now. Don't own 'em, never have, never will! Ben, Tamara, Laura, Kelsey, Tristan, Ruby, Donna, Amity, Maggie, Rowan and Rory are my own creations though, and you know how it goes; just ask if you want to use them. Ooh. who are all these people, well you'll just have to wait and see!

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For the wonderful HM fans on the www.bestcareanywhere.net message board!

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Summary: It's 1965 and when they bump into each other, both Hawkeye and Margaret let slip a painful secret. They were married to other people, and when they divorced the other parent took the children. Now united and in love, it's up to Margaret and Hawkeye to find their children, and bring them together in a loving home

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"Hawkeye!" 41 year-old Hawkeye Pierce turned on his heel at the strangely familiar voice. In half a second, he'd wrapped his arms around a gorgeous blonde woman, and had lifted her clear off the ground.

"My god Margaret, I never thought I'd see you here!" It was the peaceful main road of Hawkeye's birthplace, Crabapple Cove, Maine. "Never mind that, it's so good to see you! What are you doing here?"

"Looking for Ben, Tamara, and Laura." Margaret replied. It had been two years since they had last seen each other at a reunion in California.

"Who? There's no one here by those names, except for me, I'm Ben." Hawkeye chuckled.

"I know you're Ben you moron." Margaret laughed.

"And who might this be?" It was now that Hawkeye noticed the stroller with a sleeping baby boy in it.

"Kelsey, my son, he's nearly one."

"You never said you were married! Oh. . ." Margaret waved her hand at him, it was devoid of any rings.

"I was, married, we met in 1955.." She replied sadly. "We divorced, and the bastard took Ben, Tamara and Laura."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Wait, who?"

"Never mind, who's this?" A solid elderly lady approached Hawkeye, holding a little girl who couldn't have been much more than 16 months old. A couple of kids trailed her, aged around 3 and 4 and playing so noisily that they might as well have been fighting.

"This is Della Hanlon. She minds almost all the kids in town. This is Oscar, and this is Jade, her grandkids. This is my daughter Rowan." He motioned to the kids following Della and then the baby. Rowan was a pretty baby, with her father's fine features, and what Margaret guessed was her mother's colouring as she had china-blue eyes and soft reddish-blonde hair.

"YOU never said you were married either." Margaret pointed out accusingly.

"Well, at the reunion she'd just left me. Came back nine months later and dumps my newborn daughter on my doorstep and made off with Amity, Maggie and Rory." Hawkeye choked and wiped a tear from his eye. Della tisk-tisked sympathetically and looked Margaret up and down making sure to note ever detail to report back to Daniel.

"Who?" Margaret asked.

"Never mind." Hawkeye quickly dismissed it, but Margaret was not to be thrown off course.

"I'll tell you who Ben, Tamara and Laura are, if you'll tell me who Amity, Maggie and Rory are." Margaret bargained. Hawkeye screwed up his face and took Rowan from Della to distract Margaret.

"Thanks Della, this town wouldn't run without you!" Della scuttled off.

"So, who are they?" Margaret demanded.

"Let's take this back to my place, Rowan is just about ready for a nap, and it looks like Kelsey could do with somewhere to lay down too." Margaret smiled and they both began to walk towards Hawkeye's house.

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Miranda's spiel: "I know I'm multi-tasking but in the latest request, (of which there were lots() for H/M fics, I truly got more ideas than could fit into one story! :-P Chapter Two, when they tell their stories coming soon. Kleenex warning here now folks, it's gonna be sad!("