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A/N: Got a nasty review that said my English sucked and that if I write I should make it good so (not in those exact words but that's how it came across to me) so I changed my reviews from all to Members only. I apologize to all of you that aren't members you can blame that jerky anonymous guy who was to chicken to leave his name or even an email address. So anyway, if you REALLY REALLY want to review than you can email me at but I doubt that anyone really wants to do it that bad.

Anyway hope this chapter is okay with you, the climax, the big moment, is coming. I give a shot at Radar P.O.V for like 3 sentences and I have never done it before so bare with me.

Chapter 7 the Beginning of the End of Hawkeye

Margaret had Hawkeye cornered now. In the scrub room, after surgeries were over, they were the only two left and he was not going to get away from her this time, not like all the other times he managed to slip past.

"Hawkeye,"

"Ah….I see we're on first name terms, again," he said coolly, brushing past her.

"Hawkeye," she said again, "I only did that to get your attention." he slipped past her again and made to open the door but she caught him by the wrist.

Hawkeye tensed under her touch and wrenched his arm away, "so what are you here to yell about now, hmm? Don't like the fact that I'm aloud to be human? Or is it that you don't like me having a chance to be upset?"

"Hawkeye, no, I just wanted to say I was sorry," they both froze.

Hawkeye just stared at her, his face unreadable. She stood waiting for him to blow-up, but he didn't.

Hawkeye looked away and sank down onto the bench and put his head in his hands, "you shouldn't be sorry," he said when she sat down next to him, "I should be, and I had no right to blow-up at you like that,"

"You had every right to," she argued, "I was pestering."
Hawkeye grinned up at her, "I think you're cute when you pester,"

She glared playfully and smacked his arm, "well than I must be cute a lot,"

They walked out together, Hawkeye smiling his infamous smile, Margaret laughing at him.

It was almost as if they had never fought in the first place.

"Milady," Hawkeye said offering an arm, "may I escort you to your dinner at the Dining Hall,"

Margaret laughed at the fake British accent, "of course, milord, only if you agree to eat with me," for a moment it looked like he was going to honestly refuse but then he smiled.

"How could I deny such a lovely lady," They hooked arms and Hawkeye led her to the mess tent.

"Don't worry, Benny boy, I'm watching you," the man laughed coldly from where he sat perched in a dead tree, hidden by branches, "I'm coming to get you soon, so don't get to relaxed, my revenge will be sweet,"

Sherman T. Potter watched them from his office with a smile, "he is gonna be alright, I think," he said softly to himself, "Radar!"

"Yes, sir?"

"When did you say wounded were supposed to arrive?"

"Half an hour, sir,"

"Go inform the doctors,"

"Uh…yes, sir,"

Colonel Potter might have thought that Hawkeye was going to be alright, but I didn't.

When I told Hawkeye they were expecting wounded he got this look, like he was scared or something. And that scared me, 'cause Hawk isn't afraid of anything so if he is afraid should I be afraid to? Call it childhood worship but I still look up to Hawkeye, he's strong.

I wasn't sure if the others noticed they just all got up and walked towards O.R together to scrub up.

"Benjamin Franklin 'Hawkeye' Pierce….you are something indeed….I maybe be 56 years old but I can still get you, just you wait till tonight, that's when the real fun will start."

End Chapter 7

Short I know sorry.

Got reviews for last chapter a lot of people seemed to like it, I'm glad because I worked hard on that chapter I wanted to make it somewhat good. So how was my Radar P.O.V I never read Radar fics or wrote them so it was different but I tried.

Hope I left it nice and suspenseful…Update soon.