Thank you for the fabulous reviews for the last chapter! Just so you guys know, this is only going to have one more chapter. I wasn't planning on making this long term because I have too many commitments not to mention I have to finish 'Five Years'.
So thank you for your encouragement and here is the next to last chapter!
'Attention all personnel! Incoming wounded, it looks like a long one folks!'
He was in the OR once again, scrubbed up and dressed completely in white. But this white would be stained red by the time this session was over.
He took hold of the scalpel and peered reluctantly over his patient. His heart skipped a beat. It was Henry.
Henry was soaking wet and his skin appeared to have taken on a bluish hue. There was a huge gash in his forehead and his body was a mess. Hawkeye knew that no matter how long he was on the table, Henry wouldn't survive.
The Captain opened his mouth to yell for another patient but nothing came out. Not even a whimper. Without a second thought he took to gesturing wildly to get the message across.
How unfortunate it was to forget about the rusty scalpel that was still clenched tightly in his hand. Hawkeye inadvertently slashed the nurse across the centre of her face and she fell to the dusty floor with a dead thump.
He began to panic. The nurse he had killed was Margaret. Her once beautiful features were disfigured and bloody.
'Look what you've done!'
He turned to see BJ staring murderously at him. His eyes were completely silver with no pupil.
'You killed Margaret and you killed Henry.' BJ whispered maliciously.
Hawkeye shook his head and thought loudly I didn't mean to!
'Oh but you did Pierce!'
To Hawkeye's horror Margaret had risen from the floor and was approaching him slowly, one blue-green eye hanging from its socket.
'Everything is your fault.'
The entire OR was now bearing down on him, once friendly eyes glazed over with hatred. He shook his head viciously and crept backwards away from the group.
How unfortunate it was that he tripped over Nurse Baker's foot and went skidding painfully to the floor.
'Now it's your turn Benjamin.'
Grey eyes wide with horror, Hawkeye watched as Margaret held up a nastily rusted scalpel and smirked evilly.
With cheers and encouragement from her co workers, Margaret took one last look at him and brought the scalpel down with alarming speed…
TBC...
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