Ok guys, here's chapter 2! I have been asked to continue this one, so here goes :-) I hope you enjoy this chapter because I have no idea where this story is headed yet.

Hawkeye was left alone with his thoughts. He wondered when he had fallen for Margaret. He had no idea of the exact moment, but all he knew was that he had fallen hard for her. She had changed so much. She was the perfect woman for him. He would have never thought this over a year earlier. What was it that Clete Roberts had said in the documentary, "War makes strange bedfellows"? Yeah, that was it. At the time Hawkeye had no idea how true those words had been. Even though he hated the war, he loved the people. BJ, Colonel Potter, Radar, Klinger, even Charles. He, however, was in love with Margaret Houlihan. As his thoughts continued, a voice brought him back…

"Hawkeye, what are you doing standing in the rain!" BJ was standing with him, looking rather concerned at his friend's 'strange' behaviour. This is despite the fact that he had seen more unusual behaviour than this from him.

"Hey Beej, is it raining?" Hawkeye asked, even though he still seemed rather dazed.

"Hawk, would you go inside before you get pneumonia!" BJ was in a panic because Hawkeye had turned a light shade of blue. BJ had to drag Hawkeye into Post-Op. Hawkeye didn't seem to care about what was happening around him. He was fully emersed in his thoughts. BJ took his temperature and realised that a fever had set in. He was at almost 40ºC! Hawkeye was sick. This explained why he would not leave his mindset. Whatever he was thinking kept him happy and oblivious to the world. BJ had to do something and fast.

"Kellye, can you go and get Margaret? I need her to help me get Hawk better. I don't know, but I think that he'd want her to help." Kellye simply gave a weak smile and left.

A FEW MINUTES LATER IN MARGARET'S TENT

"What do you mean he has a fever? How?" Margaret had no idea how Hawkeye could get sick so quickly. She had seen him in perfect physical health four hours before.

"He stayed in the rain for hours ma'am. He didn't want to go inside. He's in his own thoughts completely." Kellye helped the Major put her jacket on.

"Let's get outta here Kellye. We've got to get his temperature down or at least make him comfortable while this temperature fights whatever he has." Both ran toward Post-Op.

IN POST-OP

"BJ, I know what happened. You know that we have to let the fever do its thing for awhile. It has to fight the infection. Let's make him comfortable." Margaret took Hawkeye's wet clothes off and put him into pyjamas issued by the Army. As if by magic, Hawkeye snapped out of this trance. "Hey Margaret, thanks for the talk today." Margaret smiled at him while she put him in a cot and covered him. "I told you that it was ok." Suddenly, Hawkeye began trembling. He was feeling very cold now. The fever had begun to do its job and now what they had to do was bring it down. Margaret knew just what to do.

"Kellye, can you get some ice packs? I know its cold, but the Captain needs his temperature put down."

Kellye grabbed her jacket. "Yes Major, I'll get the ice."

Margaret could do nothing but look helplessly at Hawkeye. He was shivering, but his body temperature was soaring. She had to get the fever down now.

Suddenly, Hawkeye looked up at Margaret. "Major, doesn't this remind you of the flu epidemic we had?" Margaret smiled remembering the 'tushie' incident and Radar's reaction. "Yes Captain, I remember very well. You worked brilliantly despite having a fever, even though poor Radar nearly fainted after seeing your behind!" Hawkeye smiled weakly. "Poor kid, I've scarred him for life, you know. I corrupted him!" Margaret liked the fact that Hawkeye was distracted from his fever and his sickness. "Captain, you've done more than that. The poor child can't look at a female without thinking of something you've told him… He's a good kid and good at his job." Even though Hawkeye was sick, he still noticed this rare show of caring toward Radar. Even though Margaret was opening up, she never mentioned the enlisted men in this way. At this moment, Hawkeye realised that Margaret was the complete and perfect woman. She was his 'custom fit' after all. He only wished that he could tell her.

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What's going to happen now? Will Hawkeye recover from this fever in order to tell Margaret his feelings? Is Margaret going to reciprocate Hawkeye's feelings? You'll find out soon. Please review :-)