Ok, I actually have some time to type, because of Thanksgiving. Sigh, can you believe I didn't get any turkey? Yes, strange as it is, my dad hates turkey, so he refused to have one even enter a five foot radius of his stove. Oh well, onwards with the story then!

The next day, at around eleven-hundred hours, B.J., Charles, Hawkeye, Col. Potter, and Klinger all headed over to post op to check up on the girl. They stood in front of the entrance, took one final cleansing breath, and headed in.

"And how are we feeling today Miss?" asked Col Potter as he and the others strode towards her bed.

"I'm feeling great, my leg doesn't even hurt anymore, you guys really are great surgeons!" she said sitting up.

"Well, I'm flattered," said Hawkeye as he sat down on the bed next to her. "But I need to ask you something. What if we find the tree that you were talking about, but nothing happens? You know, what happens if you're so-called time portal decided to close up?"

The girl stared at him for a moment, absorbing that thought. "Well," she said in a lax voice, "then I guess you could say I'm screwed. C'mon, let's go check it out."

They were baffled by her calmness about all this. Nonetheless, Klinger handed her the crutches he was asked to bring and she adjusted them to her height.

They all headed out of the camp, the girl leading the way. Hawkeye and B.J. kinda slunk to the back of the group, so they could talk amongst themselves.

"I say that it won't work," said Hawkeye looking at the ground with his hands in his pockets.

"Well, I really don't know if it will work. I mean, one half of me is saying yes, yes it will! That's how she got here! But the other half is going, no it won't, how is all this possible? My brain hurts so bad right now it's not even funny."

"Yeah, I never got that saying. Why would that be funny in the first place?" commented Hawkeye.

They kept walking until they reached the edge of a forest. "Now we just follow this path until you see a large, weird tree," said the girl as she looked up, trying to see an unusually tall tree.

They all headed up the path until they indeed came across a large, bumpy old tree. "Hey, this is the one!" she exclaimed as she headed up to examine it.

"Ok, yeah, we found it, now what?" asked Klinger as he looked up at it. "Ram ourselves against it like you did?"

"Well, that would be a start," said the girl as she placed her hands on her hips and looked up at it also.

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, who's going to try first?" she asked, turning around towards them.

Even more silence.

"Oh look, Charles just volunteered," said Hawkeye, nudging Charles a little closer to the tree.

"I think not!" he growled as he gave them a frightening glare.

"Oh you sissies," she complained as she looked at them. "Fine, I'll try first."

They just looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

She gave the tree a final stare, and headed straight for it as fast as she could. At the moment of impact, there was a unreasonably bright light accompanied by a yelp, and then nothing. There was just that large, creepy tree, and no girl.

Their eyes widened to the size of grapefruits.

"What on earth just happened?" gaped Charles as he rubbed his eyes, very confused at what happened.

"Call me crazy... but I think that thing actually worked!" yelled Hawkeye as he turned to B.J.

"Well I'll be damned," said Potter as he scratched his head.

"I've got to see this," said Klinger as he backed up, getting ready to dart at the tree.

"Klinger, wait!" shouted B.J., but it was no use. Klinger ran straight towards the tree.

In a few seconds, there was a flash of light, and once again, just the tree.

"That crazy fool..." said Hawkeye, staring at the tree. "Well, better go in after him..."

"Hawk, you're not going to-" started B.J.

"Try and stop me," said Hawkeye as he got in a running stance. He also headed for the tree and there was a flash of light.

Col Potter had had enough of this, and said "Look, you two can go through there, I'd better go back to camp and tell everyone what's happening. I'm not going near that thing."

"Good idea Col., I shall accompany you on the way back..." stuttered Charles.

"I don't think so, you're coming with me," said B.J. as he grabbed a fleeing Charles by the collar and headed towards the tree.

"Stop! You can't make me do this! I have my rights!" he screamed as there was a flash of blinding light once more.

Col Potter stood there alone, knees wobbling, staring at the tree. He just turned on his heel and headed down the path, pistol in it's holster.