OH4H: well many people said continue so I am! Not sure where this is going but I think I'll just let the story go where it wants. I would like to thank all my reviewers…THANK YOU! Hey Stary0706, I know what you're talking about. I hate Valentine's day too…the only thing I like about it is the irony that a holiday for love has the initials VD.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, never said I did.

They stumbled into Margaret's tent laughing at one another, for some odd, inexplicable reason everything was suddenly funny.

"What are you laughing at Captain?" Margaret asked trying to stand up straight and look tough without laughing.

"I have a perfectly good reason for laughing Major!" Hawkeye said, he paused for a moment. "I don't remember what it is though!" This sent the two into a fit of giggles again.

"Can you keep a secret Hawkeye?" asked Margaret sitting down on her bunk. Hawkeye nodded and sat down beside her smiling. Margaret leaned over.

"Quite frankly Captain, I think I may be drunk!" Margaret giggled and Hawkeye burst out laughing. Margaret looked at Hawkeye for a moment.

"You know Hawkeye, without you here…I'd probably still be Hotlips Houlihan. I like being Margaret better. Thank you."

Hawkeye looked at Margaret.

"Well Margaret, without you here I'd probably still be rotating through your nursing staff." They looked at each other and smiled. Hawkeye got up and stood in the middle of the tent with a strange look on his face.

"What are you doing?" asked Margaret getting up too.

"I think I just realized something!" Hawkeye said looking at her.

"What?" she asked.

"I think," Hawkeye said facing her "that I'm in love."

Margaret looked at him quizzically.

"With who?"

Hawkeye smiled at her.

"You!"

Margaret looked shocked.

"Me?"

"Yes you! You're sneaky you know, making me fall in love with you and not telling me."

"How was I supposed to know you were falling in love with me! I was to busy falling in love with you!" Margaret stood with her hands on her hips.

"You were?"

"Yes!" The two stood there for a moment not saying anything.

"Do you think we'll remember any of this tomorrow?" asked Hawkeye. Margaret sighed.

"Probably not." They were silent again. Both feeling something in their drunken state…perhaps disappointment?

"I have an idea!" Hawkeye walked over to Margaret grinning. "you write a note saying that you told me you love me and I'll write I not saying that I told you that I love you, and then tomorrow we'll remember!"

"What if we lose the notes before we read them?" Margaret asked as Hawkeye wrote his note.

"We won't! Because we will pin them to our clothes and that way we won't miss them." Margaret shrugged and wrote her note, then they pinned the notes to themselves and leaving Margaret with a kiss Hawkeye went back to the swamp. The two went to sleep not knowing what tomorrow would bring.

OH4H: well there ya go ye scallywags, updates probably won't be regular but I'll try my best.