Hush Little Baby

"Ok," Hawkeye spoke into the phone, "So it's all set, you two will be here tomorrow?...yeah, and then it's off to Tokyo for you guys for a week...ok, see ya then. Bye-Bye...yeah, I know he'll be surprised…Bye Hun."

Klinger grinned at Hawkeye when he hung up the phone, "Everything going through as planned?"

"Yup," Hawkeye said, "and he'll be none the wiser until tomorrow."

"All good Pierce?" Colonel Potter asked as he came out of his office.

"How are the preparations going there Hawkeye?" Charles asked as he too walked into the room. "Klinger, I told you not to tell anybody, what'd you do, send the news out in the stars and strips?" Hawkeye glared at Klinger.

"I'm sorry Sir, but Colonel Potter caught me on the phone talking to the guys at East Wing, and I had to tell him, and then I needed Major Winchester's help to pull some strings back in LA."

Hawkeye gave looks to both Charles and Colonel Potter, "BJ doesn't know?"

Both shook their heads and Hawkeye sighed, "Good, that's all I need after four months of planning."

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Hawkeye waited at a small rest-stop where he'd been told by the person on the phone the day before was the meeting spot. A private airplane had taken its passengers to a small camp, and then some friends of Klingers were going to be giving them a lift the ten miles to the present place were Hawkeye was waiting nervously.

"She should be here any minute," Hawkeye said as he took a deep breath, and looked himself up and down.

He was in his greens. He was going to be wearing something a little more formal, but BJ had decided to skip breakfast that morning and write a letter to his wife Peg. He'd just gotten a letter from her, and was eager to write back to ask about his two year old daughter Erin and how everything else was, and so he was in the tent all morning up until when Hawkeye had to actually leave, and he didn't want to arouse any interest by dressing fancy. Hawkeye then paused as he realized something.

"I'd gotten a letter from Dad," he shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out a white envelope with the words 'Ben Pierce' written neatly on the front.

He hadn't even started to open it up when he saw another jeep drive up. Hawkeye quickly shoved the letter back into his pocket, and watched as the army green jeep came to a halt a few feet in front of him. Once it had come to a complete stop he watched as a blond hair lady-- about five foot eight-- with shoulder length blond hair stepped out of the vehicle. She was wearing a long flowing dark blue skirt with a white tank-top. She bent into the back seat of the jeep, and helped out another person. A small girl-- around two and a half. She had hair that matched her mothers, and wore dark blue jean overalls and a yellow t-shirt. She had her hair pulled in little pigtails, and she was the cutest thing that Hawkeye had seen in a long time. The lady walked over to Hawkeye, the little girl holding onto her hand.

"You must be Hawkeye," she smiled at him.

Hawkeye grinned, "Hi Peg."

He reached over and scooped her into a hug, "God, I feel like I already know you so well."

They moved apart, and Peg looked at him, "I think I do know you. BJ writes and tells me about you all the time."

Hawkeye laughed, then caught eye of the little girl half hiding behind Peg's skirt. He bent down to her level.

"And you must be Erin." She nodded and hide further behind her Mom.

"Oh come on Sweetheart," Peg picked her up, "You don't have to be scared or shy. This is Uncle Hawkeye. He's Daddy's friend."

Hawkeye grinned, but the girl still curled up to her mother.

"I'm really sorry," Peg apologized, "I don't know what it is, but she always seems to scared and shy around strangers."

"That's ok," Hawkeye said still smiling, "I'm sure she'll get used to me. Most people do."

It was Pegs turn to laugh as she looked at Hawkeye, "Ok, so what's the plan?"

"Alright," Peg smiled, "Lemme see if I got this straight. Myself and Private Jordan over there are going to be jeeping over to the 4077th. I'll see BJ and surprise him. Meanwhile you are going to take Erin in your jeep, be not far behind, and just as BJ is asking about Erin, you'll spring the second surprise of her being here. Am I right on all of that?"

"Yup," Hawkeye smiled, "BJ has been so upset lately. Especially since he missed Erin's second birthday. All he does it talk about you and here, and since we're at a very slow time in the war, I talked with everyone's friend Klinger and managed to pull this off."

"I really appreciate this," Peg whispered, "This will be just like a second honeymoon for us."

All Hawkeye did was smile before he realized the time, "Well, we better get going if we want to get there in time for lunch."

"Ok," Peg grinned then looked at her daughter who was still curled in her arms, "Are you ready sweetie? You're going to be riding with Uncle Hawkeye for a little bit, but Mommy will be just a little ways up. Then when we stop, you get to see Daddy!"

Erin's eyes brightened at the word and she spoke the first words Hawkeye had heard yet, "Bee-bee?"

Peg smiled and grabbed a small stuffed teddy-bear out of a bag from the back of the other jeep, "Here's your Bee-bee Erin. Now, are you gonna be nice while your with Uncle Hawkeye?"

She nodded her head shyly.

"Don't worry," piped up Hawkeye, "We'll have a great time. Going across the bumpy roads, we can see who's breakfast can come up first."

Peg smiled, and lifted up the two year old. She gave a quick hug, and kiss on the cheek.

"Be good," she whispered, then gave a raspberry kiss to her neck.

Erin squealed with glee and Hawkeye and Peg laughed. It was then time to leave and Peg handed Erin over to Hawkeye.

"Alright," Hawkeye said, trying to sound enthusiastic, "lets go Kiddo, and all the way home I can tell you stories of your Daddy when he's had to much to drink."

She smiled as she clung to his shoulder with one hand, and held on tightly to her bear with the other.

"There's that beautiful smile!" Hawkeye exclaimed, "Hey Peg, you better hope that we get to camp quick, because I think I'm falling for this little beauty here, and I may not give her back."

Peg laughed, "I think her Daddy may have something to say about that!"

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It took Hawkeye longer than he thought it would to get Erin all settled into the jeep with her Bee-bee, and so by the time he started out onto the dusty, dirty roads, he was pretty sure Peg was already half way there. He sat there imagining BJ's surprised face when Peg walked into the tent. Then he remembered his Dad. The last time he'd talked to him he had seemed very lonely and almost upset. Hawkeye was just making a mental note to himself to write him when he had the chance when he heard some noises from beside him.

"Bee-bee, bee-bee," Erin was waving the bear in front of her smiling joyfully as she said in a singing voice, "bee-bee, bee-bee."

Hawkeye smiled, "Is that your teddy-bear?"

She nodded her head, "Ya, Bee-bee!"

"Wow! He's a really nice bear," Hawkeye said, briefly taking his eyes off the road, "Are you gonna show your Daddy Bee-bee when you see him?"

Again she nodded, "Daddy like Bee-bee?"

"I bet he will," Hawkeye smiled, "I like Bee-bee. He's the best looking guy here."

"Mummy like Bee-bee. She love Bee-bee. You love Bee-bee?"

Hawkeye grinned as he realized that Erin wasn't scared of him anymore, "Of course I love Bee-bee. He's cute--just like you."

Erin smiled and continued with her playing. Hawkeye had just steered the vehicle around a corner when a loud blast came from their right. Hawkeye slammed on the brakes as even more smashes were heard from the area directed seemingly at the jeep. From there, the early morning air was filled with terrifying screams.

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Peg slowly opened her eyes. She was laying on a bed in what looked like some sort of hospital. Loud noises were coming from outside.

"Hello," a voice came from in front of her, and she looked up to see a man in uniform, "my name is Max Klinger. I found you on the road a little bit away. You were kind of out of it, how are you feeling now?"

"What happened?" Peg asked confused.

"You were in a jeep with a solider, and then shells started dropping. The vehicle crashed off the road, and you were thrown out. It doesn't look like you were badly hurt, just a minor concussion. All the doctors are away at this moment, or I would have gotten one of them to look you over. Hey, you look familiar from somewhere, what's your name?"

"P-Peg Hunnicut," she stuttered.

"Oh my God!" cried Klinger, "Peg Hunnicut! You're here?"

"I came to surprise my husband, BJ. Do you know him?" Peg was now sitting up.

"Do I know him?" exclaimed Klinger, "he's one of the top surgeons here at the 4077th!"

Peg smiled slightly, "I made it. Hawkeye should be coming with- Oh my God!"

Peg immediately burst into tears as more bombings rumbled the place.

Klinger didn't even have to ask what, and just whispered, "Erin and Hawkeye."

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Hawkeye's body was enclosed over Erin as he ran into the thick forest at the side of the road. Only moments after crashing off the side of the road, and jumping out, the jeep had been hit directly, and was now burning up at the side of the road. Hawkeye didn't stop running until he was hidden just outside of a small opening to a cave. He placed Erin onto the ground as he bend down. She was crying loudly, and Hawkeye knew he had to get her to be as quiet as possible so that they wouldn't be found by the wrong people. But first, he knew, he'd have to make sure she was ok.

"Erin, Erin Honey-Bee, I'm going to have to look you over now so I can make sure you don't have any boo-boo's, ok?" Hawkeye spoke as soothingly as possible, but Erin continued to cry loudly, "Hey, I have an idea. Why don't you sing the Bee-bee song for me? Uncle Hawkeye loves the Bee-bee song."

Erin paused, sniffling back tears, "Bee-bee?"

Hawkeye smiled, "Yeah, Bee-bee. I can sing with you too, but you have to let me make sure you don't have any boo-boo's on you, ok?"

Erin sniffled again as she clung onto Bee-bee in her left hand.

"Uncle Hawkeye won't let anything happen to you," Hawkeye promised.

"Bee-bee, bee-bee," Erin started to sing.

Hawkeye grinned and joined in, "Bee-bee, bee-bee."

Slowly Hawkeye looked her over. A bruise was starting to form across her chest from the seatbelt that she'd had on, and she had a small cut on her right cheek. He pressed on her belly, and asked her to tell him if it hurt, but she said nothing. Finally Hawkeye sighed as he realized that she was ok. It only took him a few moments to find out that he wasn't quite as lucky. One look at his left wrist told him it was busted something good. It took him about half an hour to put a make-shift splint on it with the stuff from his medical bag. He then looked at Erin.

"Ok Honey-Bee, you're going to have to be strong, ok, and try not to cry because Uncle Hawkeye is here, and I'll never leave you, ok?" Hawkeye looked into the small blue eyes of the girl in front of him.

Erin nodded her head, "Mummy an' Daddy?"

"Don't worry," Hawkeye assured, "I bet your Mommy and Daddy are just fine."

Hawkeye took a deep breath and silently prayed it was true. Just then though another shell was dropped nearby. He knew they couldn't just stay out there-- the best thing to do was to take cover. Hawkeye looked at the small entrance into the cave just behind him. It was the only way he knew he could keep Erin and himself safe, but as soon as Hawkeye even thought about going inside, his chest tightened.

"Oh God," he mumbled as another shell fell- even closer, "Ok, Honey-Bee, we're going to have to go inside the hole right there, ok?"

Erin's eyes widened in fear as she made a whimper sound and clung onto Hawkeye.

"I know," Hawkeye breathed, "I'm scared too."

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Peg sat there, tears streaming down her face as she clung onto the person in front of her. Her face was pressed into his shoulder, as she shared his tears.

"Shhh," the mans voice was filled with tears, "It's ok Peg, everything will be ok, Hawkeye is a strong person."

Peg looked up- right into the eyes of her husband.

"I can't believe I left her. I should never of left her," Peg cried.

"No," BJ took both sides of her face into his gentle hands, "don't say that Peggy. If you had her with you, she would of went flying out of the jeep too. Now she's with one of the most caring men there could be. Hawk would never let anything happen to Erin. Never."

Peg looked at him again and then burst into tears as she grabbed onto him with all her might, "Oh God I missed you BJ. I missed you so much."

"I missed you too," BJ's voice came out in barely a whisper as he brushed her hair away from her face, "and I promise I will get Erin back for us. I'll send you off to Tokyo, and make everything better."

"But," Peg said, "you could get hurt!"

"I'm afraid," Charles spoke up as he walked over, "That Mrs. Hunnicut is right. It is not safe right now for anyone to be going out of the safety of the camp right now."

BJ stood up, "My best friend and my daughter are out there somewhere, there is no way in hell that I am going to stay here. Charles make sure Peg gets to Tokyo, and is safe. I'm going."

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Hawkeye was hugging the little girl in his arms as he took deep breaths. He was sitting right by the exit to the cave, but he still felt as if the whole place was closing in around him. It took him many minutes and two bomb shell blow-outs later before Hawkeye finally decided to go inside. He went in first, then helped Erin inside. The place was much larger than Hawkeye thought it would be, and he was even able to stand up inside. That didn't stop his fear of the air running out and him getting crushed inside, and soon he was silently sobbing to himself.

"What wong?" Erin asked as she looked up at him.

"Uncle Hawkeye is just a little scared," Hawkeye said trying to sound calm and sure of himself, "It's ok."

It took a moment, but finally Erin squirmed off his lap and faced him, a smile on her face, "I scared an' Mummy give me Bee-bee. Here."

Erin handed the bear to Hawkeye.

Hawkeye laughed, "Ok, I tell you what Honey-Bee, me, you and Bee-bee will all sit here together, than none of us will be scared, ok?"

Erin nodded, and sat back down on Hawkeye's lap-- Bee-bee sitting beside her. Hawkeye was just getting settled in a trance to try and ignore his surrounding when he heard a sound. Someone was in there with them...

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"W-Who's there?" Hawkeyes voice came out in barely a squeak as he clung onto the now shivering Erin in his arms.

"Please don't hurt me," the voice came from Hawkeyes left, and sounded even more scared than he felt.

"I won't," Hawkeye said, sensing the male voice was that of a young person, "I-I promise. Where- where are you?"

"Here."

A hand was laid down on Hawkeyes shoulder and he screamed, Erin falling to the floor.

"Oh my God Erin!" Hawkeye looked around frantically, but he couldn't see a thing except for a small amount of light from the entrance.

"Don't worry, she is right here," the person said and Erin was placed back on his lap.

"Who are you?" Hawkeye whispered.

"How about?" the person again sounded scared, "we go outside and talk for a few minutes. I've been in here so long, I really don't like it- it scares me."

"Ok," Hawkeye eagerly agreed, and was relieved when he listened and heard that the bombs had stopped dropping for the time being.

It didn't take long for the three of them to scramble out of the cave. The young boy was the first one out, and by the time Hawkeye got Erin out and onto his lap, the little boy was already sitting there, his head in his hands. He had on very dirty and ragged cloths, and his shaggy dark hair covered his dark Korean skin-- which appeared much dirtier from a thick layer of dirt which seemed to cover this boy. Hawkeye realized he couldn't have been older than nine.

"What's you're name?" Hawkeyes voice was soft.

"My name is Kim Lee Andrews," he spoke.

"Hi Kim," Hawkeye said as he smiled, "My name is Captain Benjamin Pierce from the Mash unit 4077. And this here is Erin Hunnicut- my best friends daughter. How old are you?"

"Eight," Kim said.

"Where are your parents? Why are you here?" Hawkeye asked Kim-- who's head was still down.

"Two months ago, me and my Mama had to run when Koreans went and invaded our village. We were running to get to the forest and escape them, but then a round of bullets came, and my Mama- she was hit. I helped her to cave. B-but she didn't make it. She sat outside and told me to go in and save myself," Kim's voice was on the brink of tears and was so quiet that Hawkeye had to strain to hear near the end.

Hawkeye paused a moment before speaking-- his own voice cracking, "I'm sorry Kim. But- but what about your father?"

"Papa," Kim's voice was far off, "my Papa."

Hawkeye watched as the small eight year old boy looked up, and Hawkeye looked-- right into Kim's bright blue eyes.

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BJ had just finished packing a bag full of things he figured he may need when Colonel Potter came running up to him.

"What in tarnations is this I hear about you leaving Hunnicut!" his voice boomed.

"I'm finding Hawkeye and Erin," BJ stated bluntly not even looking into the commanding officers eyes.

"Now listen here son," Colonel Potter tried to keep his voice calm, "I am telling you this as a friend, don't make me tell you as an officer. Don't go! The last thing this place needs is one of our best surgeons gone. This place is falling apart right now with all of the bombing going on. We can't afford to loose you if something should happen where we desperately need someone."

BJ just ignored him, and continued on with grabbing his stuff all up.

"Did you hear me Captain!" Colonel Potter exploded.

BJ shoved everything into a jeep, jumped in and looked at Colonel Potter before speeding off, "Yes."

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"You have to stop him!" Peg cried as she tried desperately to get past Klinger and Charles, "Please! You have to stop him. He'll die if he tries to go out there!"

"Please try and calm down Mrs.Hunnicut," Charles said, "it will do you no good to try and go out there. Colonel Potter went after him. I'm sure he'll stop him."

"Yeah," piped up Klinger, "that man can stop a charging bull in it's tracks."

"Damn it!" at that Colonel Potter burst through the door- anger in his eyes, "with all due respect Mrs. Hunnicut, you're husband is a jack-ass!"

"You didn't stop him?" Peg whispered as she stood numbly in front of the three officers.

Colonel Potter sighed, "No. And I'm afraid I have more bad news."

"Oh God!" tears immediately came to Peg's eyes, "is it about Erin?"

"No, no," Colonel Potter put a hand on Peg's shoulder, "we've heard nothing from that, and we're going to take no news as good news."

Peg sighed and sank down onto the nearby cot.

"What's the bad news Sir?" Klinger asked.

"There is no way we are going to be able to get Mrs. Hunnicut out of here with this shell show going on," Colonel Potter spoke, "So the best we're going to be able to do is keep her in the VIP tent."

"Please, call me Peg," Peg said before anyone could say anything, "and that's good. I want to stay here. With my baby and my husband out there, I don't want to go to Tokyo without them."

"I'll take her there," offered Charles.

"Thank you," Colonel Potter said and he rubbed his hands across his face, "I'd really appreciate that. And Klinger can you please try and get a hold of i-core and see when this damn shelling is going to stop. Let them know we have two of our doctors out missing in this, and a young girl."

"Yes Sir," Klinger said and quickly went off.

Charles looked over at Colonel Potter-- who looked many years older than he really was, "This way Peg."

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"Ok Hawk, be your dependable self, and take the route you usually take, and please-" BJ's words were cut off when a bomb blew out half the road in front of him, "Oh sh-"

BJ quickly swerved the jeep to the left, and slammed on the brakes.

"It's suicide on this damn road!" he yelled over the fires of the dropping death bombs, "what the hell are these guys trying to do- murder us all!"

As quickly as his legs could take him BJ ran through the thick forest. Twigs ripped through his thin shirt, and roots jabbed out of the ground causing his ankles to swell when he'd trip. Soon he could take no more and took rest at an old fallen tree. He sat down and put his head in his hands.

"Oh God," he whispered, "Hawkeye and Erin could never have made it through this. My baby-- oh God, my baby. Erin."

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"You're eyes," Hawkeye whispered as he stared, "they-they're blue."

"Yeah," Kim spoke, "My Papa-- he's not a Korean. My Mama-- she is. My Papa is an American solider. He came here a long time ago, and meet my Mama. She found he was here. He gave her these," Kim held out a dog tag, "My Papa. We were going to try and find him, but then my Mama-- she died, and I didn't know where to go. My Papa. I really love him. I don't know him-- but my Mama said that he saved her life when they knew each other. So I love him."

Hawkeye smiled and looked down on his lap. Erin was fast asleep cuddled up with him and Bee-bee.

"Can I see that dog tag?" Hawkeye asked as he reached across the sleeping two year old.

"Here," Kim said handing Hawkeye the shinny object in his hand.

Hawkeye looked down at the name and froze.

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"How long have you been married to BJ?" Charles asked as he sat on the end of the cot Peg was currently sitting on.

"Four years this May," Peg answered in close to a whisper, "I wish I knew where he and my baby are right now."

"Try not to worry," Charles did his best to comfort the shaken women, "BJ wouldn't do anything to put himself in any danger, and Erin is in great hands. Not only is Hawkeye a first class surgeon, but he is also a great person that would go to the end of the earth to help anyone else. And that includes your daughter. I have laid awake many times at night as I have listened to your husband and Hawkeye talk about little Miss. Erin. Hawkeye has practically adopted her as his own daughter, and won't let any harm come to her."

Peg just smiled sadly as she looked down at her feet.

"Please," Charles said as he put his hand on Peg's shoulder, "don't worry. It will all be ok."

Peg looked up, tears in her eyes, "I really hope so. My husband and my daughter are my life, and if I lost them-- I-I don't know what I'd do..."

Charles was about to reply when a loud rumble shook through the place, and their worlds went black.

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"Hawk!" BJ screamed the name of his best friend as loud as his lungs would allow him to.

His throat hurt and felt like sand paper but he didn't stop yelling, "Erin! Erin Sweetheart, it's Daddy, please answer me! Please!...Please..."

BJ sunk down onto the ground. The once bright sky was now a dark blue as afternoon turned into evening and evening into night. Though the gunfire had slowed down significantly with the night, there was never a half hour period where BJ didn't hear anything. He began to imagine himself back in California, in the warm sun with his wife and daughter on the beach. That daydream didn't last long-- as all of a sudden a gunshot from his right shattered his world.

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Hawkeye was sure his heart had stopped as he could only stare at the engravings in the sterling silver plate in his hands.

"You know him?" Kim asked, "You know my Papa?"

Hawkeye could barely stutter out the words of name in front of him, "C-Colonel H-H-Henry Blake..."

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Havoc washed through the 4077 at screams pillowed out from flattened tents, and shouts for help came from people wandering the grounds. In a mere second the whole Mash unit had become it's own war zone as a bomb shell dropped dead in the middle of the camp. Unbeknown to the frantic people, were the two people caught in what used to be the VIP tent.

"Charles! Charles, help me please!" Peg cried, "My arm is caught. I think it's broken. Please help me!"

But no sound was heard. Peg looked around, but all she saw was darkness. Her left arm was caught under a large piece of wood. It hurt really bad, and all Peg could do was pray it was all a dream.

"Please help!" Peg cried loudly, "HELP!"

All that could be heard were other screams from people around the camp. Peg was sure they never heard her. She decided then she'd half to free herself-- no matter how much it hurt-- and try and find Charles. Peg braced herself as she held onto the upper part of her arm.

"One, two, three," she whispered before pulling as hard as she could, "Ahhhhh!" her scream echoed in her own ears as she finally got her arm loose, "Oh God."

Looking down at it in the dim light she could tell it was defiantly busted as she saw a part of bone sticking out of the skin just above her wrist. It hurt so much that Peg was fighting to keep herself aware of her surroundings. She though carefully, and tried to remember where Charles was when the blast came.

"Ok," Peg said as she cradled her good arm, "I remember we were talking about Erin and BJ. I was sitting right by my pillow because I was going to be setting things up on my end table. And Charles. He-he was... at the end of the cot! Right I remember he sat at the end of the cot as he was talking to me."

Through the darkness she crawled in what little space she had in the direction of what she hoped she remembered as the right way to the end of the cot.

"Charles?" she called again as she strained her eyes to see if she could catch any glimpse of the tall brown haired man.

Then she saw it.

"Oh God," Peg could only whisper as she moved over to the man-- over half his body being crushed by debris.

Slowly and with a shaky hand Peg put her fingers to his neck to check for a pulse.

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"When did you say your Mother saw him? Did you ever see him? Do you know what he looks like? Where did he say he was?" Hawkeye raddled off the question to the young boy.

Kim couldn't help but smile at the captain's eagerness, "My Mama said he came to her the day before our village was invaded. He came at night, and gave her one of his dog tags. I was asleep, but he told her that he would see us soon. We would have to run, but he would find us, and not to worry, everything would be ok. I have not seen him yet, but I am looking. Everyday I go out and try and find my Papa. But I haven't yet. But he said he would find both of us-- my Mama and me. But he hasn't come yet. He will. My Mama always said that Papa was the nicest person she knew. She said he was handsome too. Had brown hair, liked to wear a fisher hat and was always smiling. Mama said that when she first met him he was on a visit from his home- Illinois of the United States of America. He came back though. Mama said he told her that he worked at a doctor camp and was a Colonel. But he was done there. That is all I know. Sorry."

"No, no," Hawkeye smiled sadly, "I just don't understand."

"Why?" Kim asked, "You know my Papa?"

"Yeah, he was a good friend of mine, but then quite a few months ago-" Hawkeye paused, "We lost touch."

He decided to spare the young boy the grief at the time. But still Hawkeye couldn't understand how Henry had contacted them just two months earlier if he was killed before that.

"Would you like to go back?" Kim asked, "I know where their is a back road away from the bad men. You won't get hurt there."

Hawkeye nodded, "Yeah. I need to get back. Get this little girl back with her Mommy and Daddy."

"This way," Kim said as he stood and heading out into the thick forest, "we should make it to the road by tomorrow sunset."

Carefully Hawkeye slipped off his jacket, and wrapped it around Erin and whispered softly before getting up and following Kim, "Come on HoneyBee. Time to go home."

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BJ opened his eyes, and felt burning on his right side, but was surprised that it didn't hurt that much. He took in his surroundings and could vaguely see the stars above him through the tree tops. He sat up and winced as pain washed through him. It took a few more moments but eventually he got to his feet. He looked around and didn't see anyone, and only then did he look at his side. Blood covered a small portion of his green shirt. He carefully pulled up the shirt and let out a breath that he hadn't even known he'd been holding.

"Thank God," he said, "it's not bad. Looks like it just grazed me. The hit must have made me fall though and hit my head."

BJ felt his head and sure enough found a large lump on the back right hand side. He then grabbed his medical bag which was laying on the ground. He quickly took out some cleaning solution and gauze. It took him a mere five minutes before he had cleaned up the wound and pack back up the bag.

"I need to get back to camp so it can be properly taken care of. Just how the hell do I get back? There is no way I'm gonna go back on the road. Maybe Hawk is already back. I hope so. And dear God let Erin be ok." by this point BJ was already walking deeper into the woods.

He walked on, trying to think positive thoughts when he caught a glimpse of something brown and red on the ground in front of him.

"What is that?" BJ asked himself as he walked closer and found that he was near a large rock wall.

Once there he bent down and picked up the small object.

"Oh my God," he whispered, "i- it's Bee bee."

He looked at a small tag on it and read the words, 'To Erin, Love Daddy'.

"I sent this to her as soon as I got to Korea. Erin," BJ sank to the ground and closed his eyes, "my Angel."

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Peg began to frantically feel Charles' neck for a pulse. Her hands were trembling as she struggled to make out whether the beat she felt was hers or Charles.

"I-I can't tell!" Peg cried, "I don't know whether it's his or mine!"

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"Sir! Sir, are you ok?" Colonel Potter opened his eyes to see Klinger looking down at him-- worry plastered on his face.

"What in tarnations?" Colonel Potter cried as he jolted up.

His motion to get into a fully standing position was quickly brought to a halt as rushing pain came to his head and dizziness washed over him.

"Easy sir," Klinger said as he helped him to the chair, "you have a nice cut on a hill there on your head."

"What happened?" Colonel Potter asked.

"A shell dropped," Klinger answered, and then continued quietly, "right in the middle of the camp."

Ignoring all pain, Colonel Potter jumped to his feet, "What the hell! Klinger get I-Core on the phone right now, and then make an announcement to the camp that any people who are able go around and collect all wounded and place then outside of pre-op. Then get in a damn jeep, and get Hawkeye and BJ the hell back here!"

"Yes Sir," Klinger quickly said and headed towards the door before quickly looking back, "and may I say Sir, you look very powerful when your forehead scrunches up like that."

"NOW Klinger!" Colonel shouted as Klinger disappeared out the door.

Colonel Potter sighed and leaned back in the chair. He was just about to open up a first aid kit, and fix up his head when the door to his office opened, and Klinger stood in the doorway.

"What is it now Son?" Colonel Potter asked-- trying to stay calm.

"The lines are down Sir, so we can't get a hold of I-Core," Klinger reported.

A look of furry came to Colonel Potters eyes, and Klinger dared to continue, "and-- the generator is also down so we can't PA to the people to place the wounded where you want."

Colonel Potter took a deep breath, "F-"

"But," interrupted Klinger, "I'd be happy to go and find Captains Hawkeye and BJ."

"Not a chance," steamed Colonel Potter, "I need you here. Find Igor, or someone like that to go out and look for them. And in the mean time, I want you to help me get this disaster area under control, and every half our on the dot you see if the lines are back up."

"Yes Sir," Klinger said and ran out of the room.

Colonel looked at his himself in a small mirror from his desk, "I love you Mildred."

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BJ stirred around in his sleep...

"Hi there," the man spoke.

"Who are you?" BJ whispered as he looked around at all the white.

The man smiled, "Lets just say. An old friend."

"Am I dead?" BJ whispered quietly.

The man laughed as he puffed on a cigar, "Not quite. You're well alive right now. You got way to many people praying for you to stay safe."

"Peg, and Erin?" BJ said, "Are they ok? And what about Hawkeye? You have to be here for a reason. What's you're name, and why are you here?"

"Calm down," he smiled, "no one is dead. I'll make sure of that. Peg is hurt. She is back at the camp, but she will survive and be ok. Erin is ok, she is with her guardian Angel-- good 'ol Hawkeye. His heart always was too big for him. He is hurt, and it is going to get worse before it gets better. But he'll make it. I promise."

"Who are you?" BJ could only whisper at this point, "What is your name?"

The man smiled, "Lets not worry about that BJ. I think at this point you want to get back to the 4077. They need you there right now. A shell dropped and people are hurt."

"How do I get back?" BJ asked, "I need to help my wife and daughter."

"Up ahead to your right," the man spoke, "there is a road. You have to walk through some pretty thick marsh to get to it, but when you find it, all you have to do is walk about five miles to your right, and you'll make it to the camp. The enemies aren't there, so you'll be safe."

"Thank you," whispered BJ, "Thank you so much."

The man just smiled as he faded into the ominous white eternity.

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Hawkeye struggled through the thick marsh which Kim seemed to be going through with ease. It was becoming increasingly hard as he held onto Erin, with pain rushing up his left arm.

"Oh God," Hawkeye said finally stopping.

"What is is?" Kim asked looking over.

"My wrist," Hawkeye breathed, "I broke it. But it shouldn't be hurting this much"

Hawkeye winced as he was forced to place a still sleeping Erin onto the ground.

"Maybe if you loosen the bandages," Kim suggested, "Maybe then it will feel better."

"Yeah," Hawkeye agreed, "it will relieve some of the pressure."

Slowly he unravelled the gauze that was around his arm. When it was finally off, Hawkeye's heart immediately started pounding. His whole arm was swollen to about three times is normal size, and was turning a yellow greenish colour.

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"Ok," Colonel Potter said as he put the last piece of surgical tape on his head, "I've got to try and get things under control here. Starting with damage assessment."

He walked outside and found himself face to face with hell. People were wandering around covered in blood and totally disoriented while others were screaming at the top of their lungs. It took him a few minutes to regain himself, and just as he was about to go down to the post-op to get some medical supplies to start working on wounded, Klinger came running up.

"Sir," he whispered in the brink of tears, "I tried, I really tried, but it was too much. I-I couldn't. I'm sorry."

"Klinger," Colonel Potter put a hand on his shoulder to steady him, "calm down, what is it? What's wrong?"

The tears flowed freely down his face now, "It's post-op. It's gone. Levelled to the ground. They were in there Sir. I'm sorry, I tried to find them, I tried to help them! They were screaming for help, but- but then I saw. It fell in. I-I couldn't stop it. Then, then they were gone. No more voices came out. I'm sorry. I tried. All they wanted was an Angel of their own, and I couldn't help them."

Colonel Potter struggled to maintain his own emotions, "It's ok Son. It will all be ok, I promise. You did you're best and I'll be damned to let you think other wise. Do- do you know how many people we lost?"

"All of the thirty-five patients, and four nurses," Klinger whispered.

"Ok," Colonel Potter took a deep breath, "It's gonna be ok. We just have to keep telling ourselves that. On a different note, did you send anyone to try and find Captains BJ and Hawkeye?"

"Yes Sir," Klinger nodded, "Igor."

"Good," Colonel Potter said, "Ok, I'm going to go help wounded, can you go and see if Peg and Charles are ok. They were in the VIP tent. And on your way, tell everyone you see to either get their ass down to the mess tent or help collect people who can't make it there on their own."

Klinger nodded.

"Oh, and Son?" Colonel Potter called as Klinger turned around and he put an arm on his shoulder, "cheer up. It's not your fault."

"Thanks," Klinger said quietly as he walked off.

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Peg was just about to totally start to loose it when light gushed into the opening. The whole time she'd been hearing voices and screams, but didn't realize how close they actually were until at that point as a group of soldiers came and lifted some of the fallen walls off of her and Charles.

"Easy Miss." one of them spoke, "let us get the rest of the rubble moved before you try and go anywhere."

Wordlessly Peg nodded. It took only about five minutes before they had totally cleared the things off of them, and immediately orders started being barked by a gruff, hefty man with dark red hair.

"Get that man out of there, and check his vital signs. Take the miss's away, it looks like she's pretty hurt. Check for other people. Now!"

A chorus of 'yes sir's' was heard and immediately people started to get to work. One man came and helped Peg up, and out of the rubble. They started to take her away when she pulled back.

"Wait!" she cried, "I have to know if he's alive. I need to know if Charles is ok."

"He's alive," Peg swung her head around to see Klinger standing there.

She grinned, "Maxwell Klinger!"

"The one and only!" Klinger grinned himself to see she was ok.

"He's ok?" Peg asked frantically, "he is alive? I called his name and he didn't answer, and then I was checking for a pulse and I wasn't sure if it was his or not, and then-"

"I'm quite alright," Charles spoke up from behind some of the men who were looking him over.

"He's right," the hefty red headed said, "He seems ok. Big man. Just got the wind knocked out of him."

Peg sighed, "That's good."

"You aren't ok," Klinger said with alarm as he spotted her wrist, "You're arm looks pretty bad."

She nodded.

"All wounded people are to go to the mess tent," Klinger spoke, "I'll take you there. Along with Charles."

"But I'm fine," Charles spoke bluntly, "I do not need to go. I am more useful out here helping others in need."

"Sorry," Klinger shrugged, "Colonel's orders. Anyone who's hurt has to go to the mess tent. And by the look of the gash on the top of your head and by the way you're walking, I'd say you're hurt. Besides which he also said that they were going to have to work on a lot of the wounded, and with BJ and Hawkeye missing you're the head doctor-- you'll be needed more there."

"I dare say you have a point somewhere besides on the top of your head," Charles spoke as he came over.

"Charles!" Margaret cried as she ran over, "You're ok! And Peg, I'm glad to see you standing on your feet too."

"I just got the wind knocked out of me," Charles explained.

Margaret smiled and looked up and down the far from skinny, small man, "No wonder you were out for so long."

Klinger burst out in laughter, and Peg covered her mouth to suppress the giggles that were trying to force their way out of her lips.

Charles glared at Klinger before walking towards the mess tent, "I saw nothing humorous about that."

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Hawkeye briefly closed his eyes. The pain was getting worse and worse by the second.

"I just can't believe it," Hawkeye breathed, "it came on so fast. Usually if something like this is caused by an injury like a busted arm, it would come on more quickly-- apparently it hasn't read the medical books."

"That's because it is not from you're broken arm," Kim stated as he looked through a bush.

"Huh?" Hawkeye looked over, "What are you talking about?"

Kim turned around and smiled triumphantly as he held a small twig with some leaves on it, "It's from a bug bite. A spider bite to be exact."

"How do you know?" Hawkeye asked wirily.

"My Mama," Kim explained, "she got bite by one before. Almost died."

"How do you cure it?" Hawkeye asked.

Kim presented him with the twig, "Eat the leaves from this. It will make it feel better right away. But it won't last. We must hurry home before permanent damage is done."

Hawkeye nodded and ate the leaves in amazement as to how much Kim knew. Immediately Hawkeye began to feel better. He picked up Erin and they continued on. It took many hours but finally they made it to the road. The only problem was that Hawkeye's arm was hurting. Badly.

"We need to get there quickly," Hawkeye moaned.

By this time Erin was awake and was walking beside them.

"Hurt?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah HoneyBee, Uncle Hawkeye has a boo-boo, but I'll be ok," Hawkeye grinned as he bent down to her level.

"Bee-bee," she said, then realized it was gone, "Bee-bee!"

"Oh no," Hawkeye whispered before returning his attention back to the two year old, "it's ok Erin. Bee-bee just went ahead of us to find Daddy."

Erin sniffled and looked up at him with her big blue eyes, "Daddy?"

"Yeah," Hawkeye smiled, "Daddy. Which we're going to go and see-- quickly I hope."

"I think I know how," Kim spoke up and Hawkeye stood.

Just ahead of them stood a group of soldiers standing by a jeep-- totally drunk out of their minds.

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BJ tugged through the forest. He had been walking though thick marsh for over an hour and hoped it wouldn't be much longer. The only thing at that point that was keeping him going was his daughter.

"I remember," BJ said to himself, "When she was just a little baby, she'd start to cry. Then all I had to do to make her stop was sing our song. My baby's song," BJ briefly closed his eyes a moment and smiled before continuing onward, "This is for you Erin-- You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. When you're not happy, my skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. So please don't take my sunshine away..."

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"It was really nice to get to know you," Kim spoke from beside Erin in the jeep.

Hawkeye glanced at him, "It was nice to meet you too. I can't wait to introduce you to everybody back at the 4077th. They'll be thrilled to meet you and hear that you're Henry's son."

"That will not happen," Kim whispered.

"Why?" Hawkeye looked over in alarm, "You have to go back. We'll take care of you there. You saved my life, that's the least I can do for you!"

"I can't," Kim tried to explain, "My Papa came last night and said he was going to take me with him. I have to go."

Hawkeye was just about to question him on this when Erin all of a sudden spoke up.

"Who that?" she asked pointing to a man who had just emerged from the forest.

Hawkeye slammed on the breaks as he held Erin back with one hand. His eyes were wide as he caught a glimpse of the man.

"BJ!" Hawkeye cried.

BJ looked at them and couldn't believe his eyes. He began to slowly walk over-- afraid if he blinked or moved the wrong way that they'd disappear. Erin clung onto Hawkeye.

"Hey," Hawkeye said as he looked the little girl in the eyes, "It's ok, HoneyBee, that's Daddy. That's your Daddy," Hawkeye looked up and saw that BJ was holding onto Bee-bee, "See, he's holding onto you're Bee-bee. I told you he was going to find you're Daddy."

Erin looked carefully at the man who had now almost stopped about ten feet away, "Bee-bee? Daddy?"

It only took the little girl a few seconds to study the man's face and realize that it was the man that her mother had shown her so many time from the pictures.

"Daddy!" she cried as she jumped out of the jeep and ran towards the brown haired moustached man.

BJ broke down as he collapsed to his knees and grabbed the girl in his arms. Sobs wracked through his body as he squeezed her small body close to him and took in the smell of the blond two year old that he hadn't seen in what seemed like an eternity.

Hawkeye went to look at Kim to say that the man was BJ, but when he looked over-- he was gone.

"Kim?" he said as he looked on the road behind him and to the forest to the sides. But he was nowhere in sight. Hawkeye knew immediately.

"Thanks Kim," he could only whisper, "and-- thanks Henry."

Slowly Hawkeye got out of the jeep. His best friend was standing there holding onto his daughter in his arms, his face buried in her shirt.

"My baby," BJ cried, "My little baby. Oh my God. I-I can't believe it. My little Angel."

Hawkeye could only grin as he stood there by them. This was exactly how he pictured their meeting when he originally planned it all. Only he didn't picture them standing on the side of the road, his arm hurting more than ever, Erin dirty from head to toe and BJ wearing a blood stained shirt. Only as Hawkeye thought that did he realize that BJ did have blood all over his shirt.

"Hey Beej," Hawkeye whispered.

BJ looked at him with his tear stained face.

Hawkeye couldn't help but smile even more, "Are you ok? There's blood all over your shirt."

"Daddy boo-boo?" Erin said in alarm as she took Bee-bee out of BJ's hand, "Bee-bee. He make better."

Hawkeye couldn't help it. He burst out laughing as BJ took the little bear and hugged his daughter again.

"I'm ok," he spoke more to Hawkeye than the little girl, "A bullet grazed me way back in the forest. I fell and hit my head, it's fine now," his voice cracked as he went on-- afraid to hear the answer, "What about her?"

"She's ok," Hawkeye nodded, "She's a tough little girl, just like her Daddy."

BJ smiled as he gently placed Erin on the ground and moved over to his best friend-- and daughters guardian Angel. He gently put his arms around him and hugged him as fresh tears moved down his face.

"Thank you," he said in a horse whisper, "thank you so much for saving my daughter."

Hawkeye shrugged it off modestly as he grinned as BJ, "It was impossible not to. She's like a little puppy-- follows you around and is as cute as a button."

BJ grinned as he scooped up Erin, "Just like her Mommy."

Hawkeye smiled at him as the exhausted Erin snuggled into his chest for a snooze.

"Hey Hawk," BJ said as they walked back to the jeep, "Are you alright?"

"I've been better, and seen worse," Hawkeye summed it up.

BJ stopped and looked at him, "Hawk, we've seen people with live grenades shoved into the crevices of his body. What's wrong?"

Hawkeye showed him his arm.

"Oh God!" BJ cried, "What the hell happened?"

"Spider bite combined with a broken arm, "Hawkeye said, "I have to get back to the camp and get some antibiotics before it gets much worse."

"I can't see much how it can," BJ mumbled, "Let me drive."

"No," Hawkeye smiled, "I can drive with one hand. Besides which, I think Erin likes you."

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"...and finally Nurse Sara Wilson. Those thirty-nine people will forever be in the Heavens and eternally in our hearts. A memorial plaque will be set up by the new post-op unit and we encourage all to visit it. Thank you."

Colonel Potter smiled sadly. The generator had just been put back online and the news of the fatality of the people had been the first announcement. He did count his blessings though as out of all the people in the camp those were the only fatalities.

"Sir?" Klinger came up to him smiling, "I've got great news."

"What is it?" Colonel Potter asked as he stitched up a cut on one of the nurses leg, "Were you able to get a hold of I-Core?"

"That and better," Klinger said, "They heard about the blow here, and the fact that we had some missing doctors, and they've already sent four replacements."

"Hot dog!" Colonel Potter cried, "That's great! But-- how in blazes did they find out we had two doctors missing?"

Klinger grinned, "Igor. After looking around on the roads he made it to the 8063rd, and used their lines to phone I-Core. Of whom also said that the bombing has now stopped."

Colonel Potter grinned, "That man is going to get a great big congratulations when he gets back, that's for sure."

"Yes Sir," Klinger agreed just as a green van rolled up.

A man came out of it wearing white scrubs, "Just tell me where to go."

Colonel Potter grinned at Klinger, "Well, I was told that there are four of you, is that right?" the man nodded, "Well, each of you can take a corner. If any of the people need an operation of any sort let me know, or if I'm already busy with one let Klinger here know, and he'll direct you to the operating room. Try to prioritize them, ok?"

"Yes Sir," he said as he turned into the van, "Ok boys, let's go."

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Colonel Potter stepped out of the mess tent after eight hours of straight surgery. Added to his own wounded he'd gotten a shipment from the enemies too. As he walked through the door a nice cool breeze washed against his face. The weather had skyrocketed and so nice cool air that now sauntered across his body reminded him of what he'd be doing back home. Sitting on his porch with his wife. Ice cold lemonade. Life perfect-

"Colonel Potter," his fantasy was interrupted by Margaret's voice.

"What?" Colonel Potter looked up.

Margaret smiled, "They have the new post-op and operating area done Sir. And I must say, it's looking sharp."

"Great!" Colonel Potter cried, "Let's see it."

He was given the grand tour of the place-- including the plaque for the soldiers and nurses. Though the 4077th was still far from as organized as it was before, Colonel Potter shinned with pride at his doctors, nurses and registered men. When they all put their minds to it, they could do a lot.

BJ and Hawkeye bumped along the dusty Korean road.

"Hawk," BJ broke the long silence that had fallen between them, "How are you doing?"

"I'll be ok," Hawkeye said, "Just as long as I can keep these dots that are floating in front of my eyes out of the way."

He looked over at BJ and grinned. BJ, in return glared at him.

"You know," BJ said, "If your arm gets really bad, and you get really sick from it all because you're not letting me drive-- I'll kill you."

Hawkeye grinned, "So Beej, how'd you know where to go? This road was miles outta the way, and you had to trudge through thick swamp to get here. Also it's the only place that ain't being shown the inside of shells."

"It was weird," BJ said with a smile, "I had a dream after I found Erin's bear. There was this guy and he told me everyone would be ok, and where to go?"

Hawkeye momentarily took his eyes off the road to look at his friend, "What did he look like?"

BJ thought about it, "Well, he was tall, average build, he looked like he needed to shave, had a cigar in his mouth and wore a weird looking hat with what looked like fishing hooks in it. He looked like he was from the army, but I couldn't be sure. Why you ask?"

Hawkeye slowed the jeep to a stop and looked down at his lap.

"Hawk?" BJ whispered as he put a hand on his shoulder.

"Henry," Hawkeye whispered.

"Who?" BJ asked.

Hawkeye looked up and grinned, "Nothing."

"So," BJ said as he too smiled, "How did you know how to get here?"

Hawkeye thought about it for a moment then said it as simply as possible as he started up the jeep and headed out again, "An Angel."

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Finally there were no more wounded. Colonel Potter sighed a breath of relief as he was finally able to take off his scrubs. Margaret, Klinger, Charles, Father Mulcahy and Peg were all in Colonel Potters office, talking. Colonel Potter just stood back and listened

. "I wonder if they're alive?" Margaret mumbled.

Father Mulcahy smiled, "We have to have faith that the good Lord is watching over them."

"Of course they're alive," Charles spoke up, "think about it. They've got without showering for this long, no enemy would come within a mile of them."

Everyone looked over at him, giving an evil glare.

"Ehh," Charles smiled, "No offence to you Mrs. Hunnicut."

Peg managed to smile, "It's ok. Just as long as I get my baby back and my husband, I'll be happy."

"Well like I said," Klinger's voice rang out, "I-Core said that all the shelling stopped, so unless they were already killed earlier, they should be safe."

"Thanks a lot Klinger! You are so inconsiderate," Margaret snapped.

"What?" Klinger looked at them, "What did I say?

Margaret went on to mock him, "So unless they were already killed-"

"I didn't mean it that way, all I meant was-" Klinger started, but was quickly interrupted.

Squealing car wheels being brought to a sudden stop could be heard outside the office.

"Hawkeye!" everyone cried recognizing the reckless driving right away.

Everyone scrambled to get out of the office. Once out they were greeted by the sight of BJ standing by Hawkeye-- a surprisingly still sleeping Erin in BJ's arms.

"Honey, I'm home," Hawkeye smiled.

Utter chaos rushed through everyone as they all clambered in to try and see for themselves that it was them and that they were actually alive. As soon as BJ noticed this he gave Erin to Peg and stood in front of Hawkeye his arms up in the air.

"Hey!" he said, "Stop you guys."

"Aww," BJ heard the whine from behind him, "But my adorning fans want me."

"Shut up Hawk," BJ grinned then turned his attention back to the crowd, "Hawkeye is hurt. He needs medical attention, and I'm assuming we can find some of that here. I also want Erin to be looked over."

"Teacher, teacher," Hawkeye said playfully as he walked out from behind BJ, "he's hurt too!"

"Ok," Colonel Potter said as he walked over, "Hawkeye, BJ, it's great to see you too both alive, but if you don't get your asses into pre-op for a full check-over, I will knock you out and carry you. I'll take Erin."

Both BJ and Hawkeye were about to object when Colonel Potter put his hand up, "Now."

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Margaret sat in the nurses tent as she brushed out her hair. She thought back on the previous days. She had lost five of her nurses. She still considered herself lucky though. A lot more people could have been killed in it. She'd just gotten back from Rosie's for a nice 'Welcome back Hawkeye and BJ' party. She hadn't drank very much, but was still happy. BJ was just fine, and Hawkeye would soon be ok and have full use of his arm again. Erin was only a little dehydrated, but otherwise just fine. She had to give Hawkeye credit-- he'd taken care of a two year old for over twenty-four hours without hurting it, getting it drunk, or loosing it. Something she never thought he was capable of. Margaret was just laying her brush down when she realized-- Hawkeye wasn't half bad after all...

Charles sat in his bed in the Swamp. His Mozart music played in a low level as he laid down on his cot and relaxed. His top priority would have been to sleep at the moment, but the fact that Hawkeye was in there with the light on stopped him from doing just that. He decided though, to let him be. Just this once. He had to admit, when he came to after being in the crushed VIP tent, he was worried about everyone. Even Hawkeye and BJ. The two liked to joke and tease him, and on the outside Charles laid it on thick of the fact that he despised them. But deep down, Charles really did consider them, his friends...

Colonel Potter lay fast asleep in his cot as Klinger walked guard duty outside. As he walked further down the dirt road he came across the newly put up VIP tent. A building that would normally wouldn't be occupied at this point in time. But it was no surprise to anyone that is was. As Klinger made a very slow turn around at the tent, he could her the soft moans of the names 'Peg' and 'BJ'. Klinger grinned to himself and continued walking on...

Back in the 'Swamp' Erin laid snuggled up to 'Uncle Hawkeye' as Hawkeye finally got around to reading his father's letter. As he read through it, he couldn't help but laugh...

Dear Son,
Hi! How are you? I'm doing great, I hope you are too. I've got some news! I was at the Crabapple Cove yearly picnic when I met her. A beautiful lady by the name of Daisy Dawn May. Oh my God she is like the sun itself. We got to talking and I found that her favourite book is The Last of the Mohicans too! How exciting is that? I told her about you too Son. I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I'm really proud of you, you know that Ben? Anyway, we were discussing next weekends 'Welcome to Summer Dinner', and I asked her if she'd like to go, and the next thing I knew it was a date. It could be getting serious here Hawkeye.
Well, I best be getting downtown, the little Johnston boy that lives down the block has a bad case of the chicken pox, and I'm due to see him at eleven. Other than that it's been really quiet here. I hope things aren't too boring there. Remember, a little excitement in your life is what's keep things interesting!
Love, Dad

THE END