A/N: Oh wow I am soooooooo sorry for the over 3 month break between chapters. I am getting so bad, it's crazy. And out of my guilt comes…multiple chapters! That's right, you're getting two chapters in one day! Enjoy! And review!

More grown-up Radar for all of you who enjoyed him last time! Please bear with me as I have fun with filler chapters and anal descriptions of every minute detail, which can show you how sad my existence really is. Heehee. But, we're getting there! The fun will start shortly and the summary I wrote all those years ago (…snort one…) will finally come through, so thanks for muddling through all of my insanity! It will be worth your while, I promise! All questions (ie: Peg's secret) will be answered soon!

Thanks to all who reviewed! Reviews make my day! And that's the reason I feel so bad every time I don't update for a long period of time cause then the people who were reading, might not be reading it anymore. But, that's neither here nor there. Anyway, on to the story!

Disclaimer: Are they mine? No, they followed me home, Mommy, Mommy, can I keep 'em?!

-AEM

Hawkeye Pierce and BJ Hunnicut arrived at San Francisco International Airport at a little before 12 and immediately went to Gate 16, where a plane from Missouri was landing.

As they watched the gate, a little gray haired man exited the gate with a little gray haired woman and remarked to his companion "Hells Bells, Mildred! This place is as crowded as the carnival on opening day! How are we going to spot Pierce and Hunnicut in this madhouse?"

Mildred was about to respond when BJ, who had spotted the couple first, elbowed Hawkeye, waved his arm and called out "Colonel! Over here!"

Colonel Sherman T. Potter grinned when he saw Hawkeye Pierce and BJ Hunnicut. He pulled his wife, Mildred over to where the two were standing and in a minute had enveloped them both separately into a hug. Colonel Potter stepped back and introduced Mildred to Hawkeye and BJ.

Mildred smiled "After all I've heard from Sherman about the two of you, I feel like I've known you since he has!"

She hugged the two men too.

"So we the last to show up, or are we waiting for someone else?" asked Colonel Potter.

"Not last, in fact first" piped up Hawkeye.

"And as for someone else, yes" continued BJ "We're waiting for the O'Reilly's, who're coming in a half an hour. He then recited the arrival plans for the rest of the day, making the Potters laugh.

A half an hour later the 4 stood at Gate 22 where the plane from Iowa was arriving. They watched as three people emerged from it.

Hawkeye immediately called out "Radar!"

Radar O'Reilly looked up and grinned "Hawkeye!" he yelled and ran over to meet him. Hawkeye grabbed Radar up in a hug.

Finally, Hawkeye released him and took a step back to look him over. "You look good kiddo. I just saw you last week and I'll never get over this, you haven't changed a bit" Hawkeye hugged him again.

"And the same to you. But I've changed, Hawkeye. I've grown up a lot. I'm a man now and I mean it this time." Hawkeye smiled remembering their conversation in the office before Radar left Korea…oh it seemed like it took place so long ago…. Between Radar and Colonel Potter, they made introductions. Mrs. O'Reilly and Mrs. Potter seemed to hit it off.

They were on the way to BJ's car when Hawkeye noticed something that made him hit BJ's arm to call his attention to it. When BJ saw it he and Hawkeye shared a smile. Radar and Patty were holding hands and Radar was talking to Colonel Potter, like nothing was the matter. Colonel Potter seemed to notice it too, but he didn't let on to Radar. Radar had indeed grown up it seemed. He was no longer embarrassed to be around women like he used to. This saddened Hawkeye a little to know that the little naïve Radar he had known in Korea had grown up, but on the other hand, it had to happen, Hawkeye realized, but, Radar was still Radar. He still had the same heart that he used to. There were some parts that were still the same about Radar and some that were different and Hawkeye suddenly realized was looking forward to getting to know these new parts.

Hawkeye, BJ, the Potters, the O'Reillys and Patty got to BJ's car.

"How in the name of Samuel B. Morse are we going to fit 7 people into a 5 person car?" asked Colonel Potter in his usual manner.

Hawkeye grinned "Well, to start off, we stick Radar in the trunk…"

"HAWKEYE!" yelled Radar, turning beet red, making everyone laugh.

"Don't worry, Walt. I like your height" said Patty kissing him on the cheek, making him turn even more red.

"What there is of it" smirked Hawkeye, secretly pleased that the boy he had always thought of as his little brother had finally found love.

"Wait, who's Walt?" BJ jumped in, though he knew the answer.

"I'm Walt" said Radar "You guys are the only one who calls me by the nickname that you named me, making you forget my real given name".

For some reason, this caused BJ and Hawkeye burst into laughter. Mrs. Potter and Mrs. O'Reilly looked overwhelmed and quite in shock.

"Are things always this chaotic with your old command?" asked Mrs. Potter.

Colonel Potter smiled slyly at his wife "Wait till the rest of the gang gets here…"

Hawkeye and BJ dropped the Potters and the O'Reillys off at the hotel with the promise they would bring Margaret over to visit after they picked up the Klingers and Father Mulcahy.

"Jeez, it's been ages since we've been here last, hasn't it Beej?" remarked Hawkeye sarcastically as they walked through San Francisco International Airport, trying to find the gate for the flight from Toledo, Ohio that had arrived five minutes earlier...

Max Klinger drummed his hands antsily against his lap. He had never been the most patient man in the world. He sat in the hard chair nearby the gate they had entered the airport through a few minutes earlier where they were supposed to be meeting BJ and Hawkeye, who were late. Now that Max about it, this shouldn't surprise him. He remembered back in Korea the two of them would stroll in 5-10 minutes late for a staff meeting and act like nothing was wrong.

"Max, can you help me?" asked Soon-Lee, snapping Max out of his revile. She was holding her son in one arm while trying to bend over and get something out of a bag and not succeeding.

"Honey, don't try to do that by yourself with the baby in your arms" he bent over and got the bottle she was reaching for "Next time tell me sooner. Don't try to do it by yourself"

"I did" responded Soon-Lee "I called you 5 times".

Max blushed "Oh sorry, honey". He sat back down across from Soon-Lee and closed his eyes.

"Excuse me. I'm from the National Society of Future Debutantes here to award you with the best-dressed award for 1951 and a court-signed petition to never wear women's clothing ever again" said a voice from somewhere overhead.

Klinger's eyes flew open and he grinned as he looked up and saw Hawkeye Pierce standing over him laughing and BJ Hunnicut standing by laughing too.

"Hawkeye! BJ! It's great to see you!" Klinger laughed and greeted them both with a hug.

"It's great to see you too!" said Hawkeye "And Soon-Lee too, and…hey, I didn't know you were bringing your baby".

"Well, isn't he something?" said BJ in awe and stepped closer to Soon-Lee and the baby "May I?" he asked. Soon-Lee handed the baby over to BJ and went over to greet Hawkeye. "Doesn't he look so innocent?" whispered BJ.

Klinger laughed "Yeah. Innocent now, wait till he wakes up!"

BJ laughed "Oh don't I know it!"

Klinger smiled fondly at his son and rubbed his head a little "You know what, BJ? I think I know now what you went through when you were away from Erin when we were in Korea. Just the thought of being away from him and missing all this makes me sad"

BJ smiled and put his arm around Klinger's shoulders "Yeah. That's exactly it, Klinger. Exactly"

"Uh oh" said Klinger suddenly at the baggage claim while they were waiting to find Klinger and Soon-Lee's bags.

"Uh oh. What uh oh?" asked Hawkeye.

"You're gonna be really mad at me when you hear this," started Klinger, uneasily "but I think I forgot the dresses"

"You what?!" exclaimed BJ.

"And you spent so long on them" said Soon-Lee, mournfully.

"Forget about me…" Hawkeye put in "Think how Margaret will react"

"She's been a raving lunatic all week" agreed BJ.

Klinger looked nervous "You guys are good buddies, right? You'll help me onto the baggage carousel so I can hide in the baggage compartment of the plane for the next…oh say…three years…She would have calmed down by then, right?"

"Oh, I'm thinking more like five" snorted Hawkeye.

Klinger suddenly grinned. "Fooled ya!"

"What?" asked BJ in shock.

"I tricked you guys! I never forgot about the dresses, in fact, they were the first things I packed! I just wanted to see what you would say if I said that I forgot them. Just a small joke!"

"Well, you and your small jokes are riding on the roof on the way home, Klinger!" snarled Hawkeye.

"Hey, since when can't you two take a joke?" Klinger asked, shocked, looking from Hawkeye to BJ

"That wasn't a joke, that's a new way to stop a person's heart!" remarked Hawkeye loudly

"I was ready to tell you to go back to Toledo to get them" added BJ.

Klinger looked from BJ to Hawkeye "Gee I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you but I thought it was a joke but that just shows you that what one person thinks is a joke isn't someone else's idea of a joke".

BJ smiled "Klinger, take it easy, we were joking"

"Yeah…come on Klinger, get with it, since when can't you take a joke?" deadpanned Hawkeye

"Boy, I can't wait to see Father Mulcahy again. Where's he been hiding all these years?" asked Klinger a half and hour later when they were waiting for Father Mulcahy's plane to come in.

"Philadelphia believe it or not" answered BJ and told Klinger what Father Mulcahy had been up to for the last two years.

"Wow! I thought something was wrong with him right before we left Korea and I couldn't put my finger on it, but I hafta admit…" Klinger turned to smile at his wife "…I was kinda distracted at that time".

BJ and Hawkeye turned to the gate as Klinger and Soon-Lee kissed. "Father! Father Mulcahy!" yelled BJ suddenly and waved his arm to get the priest's attention.

Father Mulcahy smiled and walked over to the group. "Hawkeye! BJ! Klinger! Soon-Lee! I didn't know the two of you were coming to meet me! It's wonderful to see you all! And…who's this little one?"

Klinger smiled. "Father, I'd like you to meet my and Soon-Lee's son, Sherman Maxwell Klinger". Father Mulcahy smiled back and looked up at Klinger

"Has he met his namesake yet?"

"Yep. Colonel and Mrs. Potter have been up to Toledo once when he was baptized and we took him down to Hannibal a few months ago".

"Wonderful. Simply wonderful" sighed Father Mulcahy. "Nice to know something good came out of the Korean War. Two somethings in fact…no wait, three somethings! I can't leave out the reason we're gathered here, you and Margaret, Hawkeye".

Hawkeye smiled "Actually make that four somethings. Radar met his current girlfriend at the airport when he was coming back from that last R & R he had before he left".

"Simply wonderful. Is it serious?"

"Oh, very" laughed BJ quietly "I wouldn't be surprised if our next reunion takes place in Ottumwa, Iowa for the wedding of Walter O'Reilly and Patty Hayes".

"Simply wonderful" smiled the priest.

Hawkeye and BJ dropped Father Mulcahy and the Klingers at the hotel where they had a reunion with the Potters and the O'Reillys. As promised, Hawkeye and BJ went to the latter's house to pick up Margaret so she could visit with the rest of the gang. They brought her to the suite they had reserved for the whole 4077th group and Hawkeye's father and Margaret's mother. In addition to the two living rooms, there were eight rooms in the suite. One for the Klingers, one for the O'Reillys, one for the McIntyres, one for the Potters, and since there was another bed, they had offered it to Father Mulcahy, one room for Charles, one for Hawkeye's dad, another for Margaret's mom, and one for Hawkeye and BJ for the night before the wedding, where they would stay for the whole 'Don't see the bride for the night before the wedding' tradition that Hawkeye hadn't wanted to do, but Margaret had insisted. The O'Reillys, the Klingers, the Potters, and Father Mulcahy were in one of the living rooms catching up when Hawkeye, BJ, and Margaret came in. Immediately, everyone rushed towards Margaret, because she was the only one who they hadn't seen yet.

"It's good to see you again, Margaret" whispered Colonel Potter, as he hugged her tightly

"And it's good to see you again too, sir"

"No more sirs" started the colonel as he released her "That goes for all of you. I'm not your CO anymore"

"Have you been demoted?" teased Hawkeye

"Can it, Pierce, that's an order"

"Nope, sorry, you can't do that anymore. You just said you're not our commanding officer" laughed Hawkeye.

"Hi there, Maj…uh…I mean Margaret" said Radar and hugged her, surprising everyone, including himself.

"Hi Radar. How have you been?" asked Margaret, pleased that Radar wasn't treating her like the mean old Major she used to be.

"I've been good. Been ages since we've seen each other, right?" Radar joked

Margaret laughed "Yes it has".

"Oh I am so happy for you, Margaret" said Father Mulcahy, being the next in line to greet her

"Thank you, Father".

Suddenly, Margaret spotted Klinger

"Klinger, where are the dresses?"

"What, no 'Hi Klinger, how are you?' just 'Klinger, where are the dresses?" Klinger teased.

"Hi Klinger, how are you? Where are the dresses?" Everyone laughed.

"I think that's as good as you're gonna get, Klinger" laughed BJ.

"Always the same…don't know why I thought it would be different…"

"Klinger, can it, I want to see my dress!"

"Yes, Major Houlihan, ma'am" Klinger saluted

"Salute me again and I punch you in the nose!"

Everyone laughed and began to file into the Klingers' room to see the dress. Hawkeye began to follow, but Margaret put her hand on his chest to stop him "Where do you think you're going, buster?"

"To see your dress".

"Not until the wedding. It's bad luck"

"I don't believe in luck"

"Too bad, bucko. You're staying too, Hunnicut" Margaret now addressed BJ

"Why are you making me stay after school, teacher? It was all his fault"

"You'll tell him"

"I would do no such thing!"

"You would so!"

"Of course I would…. The question is how did you find out?"

"You weren't supposed to say that, you moron. You were supposed to say you wouldn't, Margaret would believe you, and come out and tell me" groaned Hawkeye.

While Hawkeye had been saying all this, however, Margaret had taken that opportunity to walk away from Hawkeye, go into the Klingers' room and lock the door behind her.

Hawkeye and BJ stayed at the hotel for a little while until it was time to pick up the McIntyres and Charles Winchester. They got to the gate just as the passengers were disembarking the plane. "Well, hello, Pierce, Hunnicut. Looking for me I suppose?" drawled a familiar voice behind them.

BJ smiled as he turned around "Nah. What do we want with you, Charles?"

Charles Emerson Winchester III laughed and shook hands with the two men. "I would say pleasure to see you two again, but it's only a pleasure for you"

Hawkeye laughed "Nice to see you too, Charles. You're glad to see us, I know it".

"Not really" said Charles, knowing full well it actually was good to see the two men again, though he'd rather die than admit it to either of them. "Is there any reason you're still staring at the gate?" he asked.

"Yeah, my friend Trapper and his family are on this flight too" answered Hawkeye.

"Ah the infamous 'Trapper' John McIntyre" said Charles pompously "I didn't notice any cretins on board, though I could have sworn I saw one of my colleagues from work, it was the oddest thing…"

"Wait, there he is!" said Hawkeye suddenly and waved, making both BJ and Charles' hearts stop, when they each first laid eyes on 'Trapper' John McIntyre, but for different reasons…

John McIntyre got off the plane, his wife and daughters behind him and scanned the crowd for his best friend… 'Well', he figured 'I guess not best friend anymore considering the fact I've been replaced…' He shook himself a little. He had to stop thinking about that. He didn't want Hawkeye to figure out that he was jealous. Even if he had to settle for 'close friend' instead of 'best friend', that would have to do because 'close friend' would be better than losing Hawkeye all together. John scanned the crowd again. "Well, I'll be goddammed…" he whispered.

"What? Did you find Hawkeye?" asked Louise.

"No, but I just saw the Chief of Thoracic Surgery from Boston General. Wonder what he's doing here?"

"Are you sure it's him?"

"I'd recognize his bald head anywhere"

"Are you going to go say hello?"

John laughed "Are you kidding me? He doesn't even know me. He doesn't give the underlings like me the time of day. He's an arrogant jackass"

"John, watch your language around the girls" reprimanded Louise.

"Sorry. They're not even paying attention anyway". Becky and Cathy promptly repeated the conversation between their parents word for word.

Louise raised her eyebrows at her husband "You were saying?"

John looked back over the crowd again and smiled suddenly. "Hey, there's Hawkeye! Wait a minute, there's the Chief of Thoracic Surgery, Dr. What's-his-name again and he's talking to Hawkeye and some other guy with him, must be his friend BJ Hunnicut, but how the hel…heck does he know Hawkeye?". Hawkeye suddenly spotted John, grinned and waved.

"Only one way to find out…" Louise whispered into his ear.

'Trap!" yelled Hawkeye happily when he spotted the other man.

"Hawkeye!" 'Trapper' John McIntyre returned, equally as happily and the two men hugged for a minute.

Hawkeye greeted Louise, Becky, and Cathy. "Trap, Louise, Becky, Cathy, I'd like you to meet my best friend BJ Hunnicut, and this is Charles Winchester".

Trapper smacked himself on the forehead "That's right. I remember now. Dr. Charles Winchester, Chief of Thoracic Surgery."

Charles rolled his eyes "Dr. John McIntyre, General Surgery… 'Trapper' John McIntyre, how could I have been so dense?"

"I can think of a lot of ways" smirked Hawkeye.

"Shut up, Pierce".

"I'm still confused," said Trapper "How the hell do you know Hawkeye, Winchester?"

"Ol' Charlie here was an inmate of the good old MASH 4077th" said Hawkeye promptly.

"Do you have a death wish, Pierce?" Charles glared when he was referred to as 'Charlie'.

Trapper laughed "Can't picture you in a MASH unit, Winchester".

"Believe me, McIntyre," Charles smiled ruefully "…I cannot see myself in one either. Even while I was imprisoned there, I refused to believe I belonged there".

"Hey, at least you got a good deal in getting Hawkeye here in the same unit"

"Good deal? More like a curse. And put him with Hunnicut and you've got torture in the form of crude humor and childish practical jokes"

"Hey, I seem to remember you playing some of those 'childish practical jokes' there too, Charles" remarked Hawkeye.

Charles rolled his eyes "And on top of Pierce and Hunnicut's idiocy, the legacy of one Trapper John McIntyre still lived on"

"Really?" asked Trapper, interestedly.

"Yep" spoke up BJ for the first time since the McIntyres had joined them, his hands in his pockets. "I remember Hawk told us about this one time you sent Colonel Blake's underwear into enemy territory".

Trapper laughed "Oh that was great! Henry was so mad! So was Frank Burns".

BJ laughed too "Ugh. I can imagine the look on Frank's face when he heard about that one"

"Heard about it? He saw it! You knew Frank?"

"Knew him and regretted every minute of it. You know what's worse than Frank Burns? Frank Burns in command."

"Oh God" Trapper laughed "He was temporary commander a few times when Henry was in Seoul or something. One word. Torture"

BJ laughed too "Don't I know it?"

The group walked through the airport after gathering baggage from the baggage claim. Trapper and BJ looked at each other, without the other knowing about it. Though they would never know it, they were thinking exactly the same thought "Hey…this guy isn't that bad"

BJ and Hawkeye brought Charles and the McIntyres to the hotel. Margaret was still there visiting the rest of the group. The group was sitting in one of the two living rooms in the suite.

"Hi there, gang. We found these people hanging around the airport" sang Hawkeye, which earned a slap about the head from Margaret.

"Geeze. Violent, isn't she? She never used to be that way" he joked, rubbing his head.

"I dunno, Hawk. When I was there, she was violent with words, but never with fists" spoke up Trapper, staring at Margaret, unsure of what she would do. He wasn't scared of her, but thinking back on their past history, he wasn't sure how she would react to seeing him again. Truth be known, Margaret wasn't sure how she should react to Trapper, either. She had never liked him, but he was one of Hawkeye's closest friends and maybe he had changed…

Margaret stepped in front of Trapper and looked him up and down. "Hello, Trapper" she said and hugged him, surprising them both.

He smiled "Hi there…Margaret…" Margaret smiled too. She released him and she noticed Hawkeye smile out of the corner of her eye.

Margaret turned to face the man next to Trapper. He smiled at her "What no big hello for me, Margaret?"

Margaret grinned "Charles! How great to see you!" She hugged him tightly "It's been so long!"

"I know" agreed BJ "I'd hate to say I missed the big lug, so I won't".

Trapper introduced Louise, Cathy and Becky to the group and Trapper was introduced to the Potters, Soon-Lee and Patty and reintroduced to everyone else.

"It's good to see you, Trapper" said Klinger happily after introducing Soon-Lee and his son, Sherman.

"And it's good to see you too out of dresses, old buddy" laughed Trapper, clapping the Lebanese on the arm.

"He wore dresses? But, Daddy, he's a boy. Boys don't wear dresses" said Becky, tugging on her father's arm.

Trapper laughed. "Honey, this is my friend Klinger. He wore dresses so the Army would think he was crazy and take him out of the Army"

"Did it work?" Becky asked Klinger, who laughed

"I wish. Instead of firing me, they promoted me!"

The group sat around reminiscing for hours until it was time to pick up Hawkeye's dad and Margaret's mom. Margaret went to the airport with Hawkeye instead of BJ, leaving the latter with the group. They split up upon arriving at the airport, since both flights arrived at the same time and said they would meet at the entrance of the airport.

"Dad!" called Hawkeye, waving as Daniel Pierce emerged from the plane.

"Hawk!" said Daniel and greeted his son with a hug "Where's Margaret?"

"Picking up her mom. We're meeting them at the entrance"

The Pierces met the Houlihans. Hawkeye and Margaret made introductions. Daniel greeted Margaret like a daughter, which pleased Margaret to know her almost-father-in-law was acceptant of her.

Hawkeye and Margaret brought their parents back to the hotel and stayed long enough to make introductions. Soon, they were back at the Hunnicut household. Peg entered the kitchen from the hallway as the three entered, looking none too happy. She said a quick hello to Hawkeye and Margaret, but had eyes only for her husband.

She pushed him up to the wall, with surprising strength for a petite woman and said "Where the hell have you been?"

BJ was shocked as Peg seldom swore. "Airport runs" he said as Margaret shoved a nosy Hawkeye from the room.

Peg snatched up the list that BJ had made earlier that day "Yes, but the last one ended at 4"

"Hawk and Margaret had to pick up their parents"

"You could have come home beforehand"

"I was visiting with the gang"

Peg's eyes narrowed "You're off gallivanting with your friends while your daughter is home sick"

"Oh, Peggy, it's a 24-hour flu, she doesn't need people hovering over her…"

"Don't 'Oh, Peggy' me! It's not just that. All day, she's been crying. She's afraid Hawkeye won't let her be flower girl because she got sick"

BJ laughed, which caused Peg to glare "What could I have done to stop that? I could tell her Hawkeye still wants her as flower girl until I'm blue in the face, but the only one she would have believed that from was Hawkeye"

"That's true, but I would have liked it if you had been here to help me. I just can't stand it when she cries and I can't stop it"

BJ pulled his wife into his arms "I know. I can't either. I'm sorry I wasn't here…"

"No" interrupted Peg, pushing away "You're right. All you would have been able to do was sit here with me. It's understandable that you want to spend time with your friends. You haven't seen them in years. Besides, I've handled Erin being sick alone before…I'm sorry, BJ, I shouldn't have said that" she said, noticing the look of sadness on BJ's face, which changed to realism immediately.

"So that's what you and Hawkeye were talking about for so long that night," realized BJ

"What night?" Peg arranged a look of what she hoped was confusal on her face "I'm sorry, BJ, dear, I don't know what you're talking about"

"You do so" smiled BJ "That night at Angelo's when Hawk and Margaret told us they were getting married. We were talking about the time Radar came to visit you and Erin while the rest of us were still in Korea and you were about to say something and Hawkeye stopped you and you shoved him out and probably gave him the treatment you just gave me. Don't lie, Peg, my darling, you're so bad at it. You and Hawkeye were talking about the effects of the letter you wrote me and how I hated being away from you and Erin. I've never told you too much about that, which is how I knew"

"Hawkeye didn't want me to tell you about our conversation in the restaurant" said Peg quietly "He didn't want me to reopen any old wounds, was how he put it"

BJ smiled and pulled his wife into his arms again, but this time, she stayed "It's been too long for any of that to hurt me as badly as it used to anymore. It still hurts that I wasn't here when you needed me, but the other feelings, like jealousy of Radar for being the first person my daughter called 'Daddy' went away the second she called me by that name when you met me at the airport when I came home"

Peg was about to tell BJ something when the sound of Erin crying again brought BJ and Peg out of their private thoughts and brought Hawkeye and Margaret out of the living room.

"Oh," moaned Peg, forgetting whatever she was about to say, "I thought she was asleep"

"Hawk," BJ called "maybe you'd better go to Erin"

Hawkeye looked confused "Me? Why?"

"Because she's afraid you won't let her be flower girl because she got sick"

"I thought it was only a 24-hour flu"

"That's an idea she somehow got in her head" said Peg.

"Well have to get it out then, don't I?' said Hawkeye determinedly and went to Erin's room

"Hey there, what's the matter?" Hawkeye addressed Erin, who was in her bed, staring out the window "Your eyes are all red. Oh, I get it, you died them to match your flower girl dress. Nice look." he continued as he sat down on the end of the bed.

"The dresses are light purple" she mumbled morosely

"Oh right…Then what did you die them red for?"

Erin glared at Hawkeye "Didn't dye them. I've been crying and don' pretend you don' know"

"Did I?" Hawkeye said innocently.

"Stop that! I know why you came in here as well as you do!"

"Oh well, you think you know? Enlighten me then"

"What's that mean?"

"Tell me why I came in here"

"To tell me I can't be the flower girl anymore" Erin responded with a frown and looked like she was about to cry again.

"Shows what you know. Where did you get that idea from?" said Hawkeye, trying to hide a smile.

"From myself. You wouldn't let a sick girl in your wedding"

"Oh, excuse me, I thought that you were only gonna be sick for 24-hours, but shows what I know, right?"

"That will only be the big part of my sickness. The big part will only last for 24-hours, but littler parts will be in my body for days. That's what happened to Anna. And don't say I'm wrong 'cause Daddy told me all about how flus last for days and days and days! And you're getting married in two days, and Anna's been sick all week!"

"Erin…" laughed Hawkeye "Didn't your Daddy tell you about different kinds of flus? Your friend Anna, had a big type of flu, while you have only a little flu. By tomorrow, never mind 2:00 on Sunday, you'll be all right again"

Erin looked a little sheepish "Oh yeah he did. I forgot"

Hawkeye laughed "Oh yeah, you forgot" he ruffled her hair and pulled her to him. "You're my favorite girl, Erin. There's no one else I want to be flower girl, sick, well, or somewhere in between, remember that, because I don't want to have this conversation ever again, got that, kid?"

"Got it" Erin said "Hawkeye?"

"Yeah, Erin?'

"Are you sure you want to hug a sick girl"

"You forget, I'm a doctor. I'm not scared of sick people"

"Oh yeah,"

"Oh yeah"