A/N: "Happy Boxing Day! Rise and shiver!"

"Klinger!" I hissed on the morning of January 18th.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," our sleeping clerk groaned.

"Wake up!" I said. "There are things to do today!"

"Why?" he mumbled.

"Because today's the day we get mail!"

"Captain, today is not today yet," he said. "It won't be today until I'm awake."

"Fine," I said. "I'll go through the mail myself."

In a flash, Klinger was up. "That's government property!"

I smiled, satisfied. "Then you go through it, and find my package."

He went through the large bag. " 'Captain Jaclyn Waters, 4077th.' This thing is big enough to have a wedding cake in it!"

"Very close, Klinger," I said. "Very close."

I ran back to my tent. Today was not any ordinary day.

It was my wedding day.

"Did you get it?" Margaret asked eagerly from where she was sitting by my desk.

"Right here!" I laid the box down on my bed and opened it.

"It's beautiful," said Margaret as I pulled out...

My great-aunt's wedding dress.

The wedding was taking place at nine o'clock P.M. It was eight-fifty-eight, and I was a nervous wreck.

"I can't believe it...I'm getting married," I said to Margaret. She was wearing a dress Klinger had made. It was light green with long sleeves, and it flared from the waist down.

"You are." She grinned. "You're very lucky to be getting Hawkeye."

I thought I detected a bit of sadness in her face, but it was gone before I knew it.

"Jaclyn," Colonel Potter said from outside, "it's time."

I opened the door. "Here I am."

"You look beautiful," the Colonel said. "Almost like my Evie."

"Thank you," I said softly. I took his arm and we walked behind the tent, where the wedding would be held.

Since my father wasn't in Korea, the Colonel would be giving me away. Klinger was going to be our flower girl, B.J. was the best man, Charles was the groomsman, Margaret was the maid of honor, and Father Mulchay performed the service (of course).

Someone started the wedding march on a record player, very softly.

Klinger trotted out first, scattering some fake flower petals. Then came Margaret and Charles, and finally Colonel Potter and I.

"You're sure about this?" Colonel Potter said quietly.

"Absolutely," I replied.

We reached the front, and Hawkeye took my hand. He was wearing his tuxedo.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Benjamin Franklin Pierce and Jaclyn Marie Waters," Father Mulchay began. "Do you, Benjamin, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"

"I do," said Hawkeye. He slipped a wedding ring on my finger. It had been his mother's.

"And do you, Jaclyn, take this man to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"

"I do." I put a ring on his finger

"I now pronnounce you Dr. and Mrs. Benjamin Pierce," said Father Mulchay. "You may kiss the bride."

And Hawkeye did.

There was soft applause.

A/N: This is a very short, very watered-down wedding service, but hopefully the details are right.