Ah….Those Good Ol' Days

Chapter Two

"Transfer, I don't mean to pry but how can you go from a patient to having a transfer in mere minutes?" Charles said, all ready not to fond of the new nurse, for her likeness of Pierce.

"I used to work down in Tokyo General and I was on my way here with a transfer because they wanted me closer to the action when we were shelled and our jeep over turned. That's how I ended up a patient." She said, she could tell Charles didn't like her and honestly she didn't like him.

"This is going to be great," Hawkeye said, winking at her.

"Don't try anything funny, GG," she emphasized that word and he mocked glared at her.

"You still have to explain that, what is 'GG'"? Potter said.

Hawkeye and Sarah glanced at each trying hard to contain there giggles, "shall I tell?" Sarah said.

"Please do, I'm on post-op duty, so you're on your own, kid," Hawkeye walked away. When he reached the door he was about to walk through when he turned to look at her again with a sincere smile on his face, "it's good to see you again, Sarah,"

Sarah smiled, "You too, Hawkeye," and he walked away.

"Anyway," Sarah said turning back to Potter, Margaret, Charles and BJ, "it started…."

"Hey what's going on?" Klinger said walking up dressed as the statue of liberty, followed by the rest of the camp, including Sydney.

"I Colonel Potter whistled, "well, Ms. Clan, it looks like the whole camp is interested in your story, Ms. Clan, this is Corporal Klinger and a friend of the camps, Sydney Freedman, he's our friend the psychiatrist."

"Nice to meet you, I sure hope Hawkeye doesn't mind me telling this to the whole camp…" just at that moment Hawkeye happened to stick his head back through the door.

"Camp, nice to see you all, enjoying the show,"

"She hasn't started you, you interrupted her," Nurse Kelly called out as the camp made themselves comfortable around Sarah who was sitting cross legged on top of the table.

Hawkeye smiled, "I was wondering where the camp was, it's a ghost town out here, Margaret, what unit of blood is on Jackson, it's not written,"

"It's not? It's A Negative,"

"Thank you, Hot Lips," and he disappeared again.

"Anyway," Sarah said again, "as I was saying…..we must have been 15 when we met for the first time….."

Sarah stood by her locker dressed in a green and yellow cheerleading outfit her blond hair in pigtails her good figure obvious. Only a few lockers down stood Hawkeye Pierce, dressed in black pants and a short sleeve black shirt that had his favorite band on the front, his black hair was long, about to the bottom of his ear, it hung in his face giving him the look of the tall dark and handsome man that all the girls loved.

He was stacking his books in his arms, black square glasses made his steely green-silver-blue eyes stand out, and he was the perfect image of a loner. Sarah walked over to him, her intent was to make him love her like all the other guys do and wrap him around her finger, but that turned out not to be the case.

"You're the new kid right?"

Hawkeye barely spared her a glance, "news travels fast, hm?"

"Sure does, so what's your name?"

He finished stacking his books, slammed his locker shut and turned to face her, "Hawkeye Pierce," he said, the numerous amount of bracelets around his wrist jingling.

"Hawkeye that's interesting," she said leaning against the lockers and twirling her hair around her fingers.

"Well, nice talking to you," and he started walking away.

"Hey there are some rumors going around saying that you're gay. Are they true?" she was angry that he was brushing her off so easily.

"Well it depends," he said not even missing a beat, he turned to stare at her, "if you mean ay as in happy than I am more gay than I am homosexual, but if you mean gay as in homosexual, well…then there are times when I am more gay that I am happy," he then turned on his heel and stalked away, Sarah still trying to figure out what he said.

"So who was that," Ani Parker said, smiling, he didn't seem to take a liking to you.

Sarah glared at the dark form's retreating back, "listen…" she leaned in and whispered softly, "I think he's GG"

"GG?" a male voice said out of no where.

Sarah and Ani jumped, "Pierce, how did you get back here so fast,"

"I walked," Hawkeye smirked, "so what is this GG?"

"Well, if you must know…"

"I must…"

"It means, Foreign-Cross"

Hawkeye raised an elegant eyebrow, "foreign…cross?"

"Yeah, you're a son of some foreign immigrant who married another foreign immigrant and they got you,"

Hawkeye's eyes darkened to an icy glare….

"That's horrible!" Margaret exclaimed, "how could you be that cruel, calling him a…a…..a half-breed." Her voice dropped to a whisper.

Sarah smiled, an almost sad smile, "back then, when you were an 'American' family as we called ourselves we didn't take to fondly to immigrants. Hawkeye's father is Italian, he came to America and married an Indian woman,"

"Indian?" BJ said, "Hawkeye's Indian?'

"Yep,"

"You heartless…"

"Children," a female voice cut in, "please be nice,"

The trio watched the principle walk away.

Hawkeye spun on his heel and began to stalk away, when he was about a foot away he turned around quickly to face them again causing them to jump, "you can throw all the insults you want at me, you can say all your heartless comments, and I'll play along with your little games, when your insulting me, but never, insult my family, because that's when I won't take it anymore." Sarah and Ani, who had wisely kept silent, stared after him as he disappeared into the crowd.

"Why does that sound like something Hawkeye would do when he looses his temper?" BJ said with a soft smile.

"Looses his temper? He didn't loose his temper, now I've seen him loose his temper, and that wasn't even close."

"Do tell…" Charles said looking half interested.

"It's getting late…" she said, but the crowd went into an uproar.

"Keep going," Potter said, "as much as we like to think Hawkeye doesn't tell us that much about himself, so it's nice to learn about the other side of Hawkeye."

The crowed laughed, "oh well…" she said, "okay,"

She was about to start when the O.R. door flew open, "we have an emergency, dozens of wounded are here, at least 4 dozen," Hawkeye blurted out, breathing heavily, "let's go,"

The crowd was out of the mess tent in minutes. Sarah and Hawkeye were the only ones left, "you think you're ready, you just woke up today, I shouldn't allow you to work,"

"I'm a big girl Hawkeye, I know when I can't handle it, besides, by the looks of it you can use all the help you can get,"

Hawkeye smiled, then unexpectedly gave her a huge hug, "you don't know how great it is to see some one familiar now and again, to remind me of home."

Sarah smiled and quickly hugged him back, "come on GG, let's go," she winked and they trotted off towards the scrub room together.

TBC

Don't worry, there is NO romance. I'm not sure if Daniel Pierce really came over from Italy and is Italian or if his mother is Native American, but I liked the tie in the story, and I can picture Hawkeye being part Native American, he has that look about him.