Hawkeye ran to the office and grabbed the phone out of Radar's hand.
"Hello, Kellye?" He grinned. "Is she there? Good, tell her…oh tell her whatever you like." He said laughing. "Did you make arrangements with the other nurse? Oh good. Thanks Kellye I really appreciate this. Uh huh…Goodbye." Hawkeye handed the receiver back to Radar and walked into the next room.
"Colonel…" He began.
Potter interrupted him. "Hold your horses Pierce. I have the pass for you right here." He handed Hawkeye some papers. "Don't drool on them Pierce." Colonel Potter said playfully as Hawkeye scanned the papers.
"Thanks Colonel." Hawkeye shouted as he ran from the room. Colonel Potter chuckled as he heard Hawkeye's voice floating through the thin walls. "Radar get me a jeep!" Potter had never seen Pierce quite this excited before.
"Ain't love grand." He muttered quietly to himself.
Hawkeye walked into the filthy hotel, unaware of his surroundings. He couldn't wait to see Margaret, although he knew he would have to wait until the next day. It was a little past midnight now and he was exhausted. He checked in and walked up a narrow, rickety staircase to his room. A few moments later he was sound asleep.
As morning approached Hawkeye was already awake. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees. He was going crazy. He didn't think he could make it until that night.
Hawkeye spent the day pacing around his hotel room; he never left the room. As eight pm approached Hawkeye pulled a comb through his matted hair and shaved. It was almost completely dark as he began to walk through the crowded streets. He finally arrived at his destination and followed the directions that he had hurriedly scribbled onto a piece of paper. He looked around cautiously and slipped through a door to his right. He glanced around the room and noticed several familiar items that assured him that he was in the right place. He sat down on the cot he assumed to be hers, (the one that had the sheets folded to perfection) and waited. Hawkeye waited in silence for almost a half hour. The entire time his mind was spinning. He still couldn't believe he was here. Had it all really happened? Had she actually married him? He glanced down at the ring on his left hand; the ring that had at one time been his fathers. Yes, it was all real.
Hawkeye's head jerked up, he heard her laugh. His body tensed with excitement and he smiled. He heard Kellye say something and her hurried footsteps walking away. The door opened and Margaret stepped inside. Hawkeye wanted to jump up and grab her but he forced himself to stat still. She took off her light jacket and threw it on top of him. She started to take off her shirt and Hawkeye smiled wickedly. He decided to inform her of his presence.
"Are you sure you want to do that?" Margaret whipped herself around and stared at him. Hawkeye laughed and started to sit up but was thrown back onto the cot. He tried to pull her off of him but she was clinging to him like a vine. Then he noticed that she was sobbing hysterically. He shook his head; she certainly had been crying a lot lately.
"Hey some welcome; a torrent of tears." He smiled and gently wiped off her tears with the edge of his sleeve.
"I missed you." She choked out.
Hawkeye smiled and started to lean forward to kiss her. "I missed you too Hot Lips."
She jerked back and looked up at him. "Where were you last night?"
Hawkeye smiled knowing she must have tried to call him. He wondered what they had told her. "I was at a hotel not far from here; why do you ask?" He grinned mischievously as he saw her turn a million shades of red. He guessed at what she had been thinking about him.
"Does Kellye know?" She asked. Hawkeye laughed loudly, his eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Of course she does, why do you think she's bunking with a different nurse for the next two nights?"
"Two nights?" He nodded.
"Yeah Colonel Potter gave me a three day pass." He raised his eyebrows suggestively. "You know we never got a honeymoon."
"I am quite aware of that fact Captain." Margaret replied, blushing slightly. Hawkeye loved seeing her blush. He playfully poked her side and she squealed. He grabbed her hands and pinned them down against the cot. He began tickling her stomach as she squirmed around; tears of laughter pouring out of her eyes.
"Stop!" She screamed. "Please stop!" It was taking all of Hawkeye's strength to hold her down. Suddenly he felt something contact his face and he dropped onto the floor. He brought his hand up to his face and felt blood trickling out of his nose. Pain began to slowly creep up the side of his face; starting at his nose and making its way around his eye. He looked up at Margaret who was trying her hardest to keep herself from laughing at him. She handed him a towel and sat down beside him.
"I'm going to have a hard time explaining this black eye at the 4077th." Hawkeye said teasingly. He felt her body lean up against his and he took his free arm and wrapped it around her tightly. He didn't want to ever let go.