Title: Taken
"So, how's Trapper?"
Hawkeye glanced at Klinger, surprise and confusion darkening his eyes. He didn't notice that, next to him, BJ had frozen.
"Why're you asking me?"
"The letter, sir."
"What letter?"
"I put it on your bunk yesterday." Klinger turned to BJ. "Didn't I, sir?"
BJ gave a barely perceptible nod and said nothing.
"Where's my letter, Klinger?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Well, I suggest that you find it," Hawkeye said angrily.
Guilt swept through BJ at Hawkeye's scolding of Klinger. Regardless, a smug grin grew on his lips.