I have just written chapter 4 of this story. I hope that you enjoy it and please review :-)

No one had any idea when the plan would actually take place, especially Colonel Potter. They needed to find the perfect moment to begin and that was a difficult task in itself. Since no one made a move, BJ decided to begin when he and Margaret did not have Post-Op duty. That way he could get her to leave and he could stay with Hawkeye without the interruption of checking patients. The day was a Thursday night.

Margaret, as usual, was sitting next to Hawkeye while he slept. BJ couldn't hear at first, but she was singing him an Irish lullaby, probably sung to her by her mother. As soon as BJ realised this, he had no doubt that Margaret was in love with Hawkeye.

"Margaret, what are you still doing here? You have to get some sleep sometime. You might as well sleep while Hawkeye is sleeping."

"BJ, I'm not going to leave him. What if he wakes up? He's delirious. He might not know where he is." Margaret was desperate. She did not want Hawkeye to be alone – without her.

"Margaret, go to sleep. I promise that if Hawkeye even moves I'll call you. You need to have energy if you are going to take care of him all day tomorrow. I know it's your day off, but you'll be here. So, go."

Margaret knew that BJ was right, so she budged. She wouldn't admit it, but she was also very tired. "Ok BJ, I'll go. You have to promise to come and get me if he even looks like he's about to wake up."

BJ smiled. "I promise Margaret. Now, go and get some much needed sleep."

Margaret looked at Hawkeye once again before leaving Post-Op. Now, all BJ had to do was wake Hawkeye up to talk. This was going to be difficult because everyone knew that Hawkeye hated being woken up, especially BJ. How was BJ going to wake him? He hated being mean, but putting ice down his top would wake him – and quickly. Hawkeye was a heavy sleeper and shaking him would never wake him up.

"Able, can you get me some ice please?" She nodded and headed to get the ice.

"Hawkeye," BJ whispered, "I know you're going to hate me for this, but it's the only way I know you'll wake up. We don't have much time. Margaret will be back at dawn." Able arrived with the ice and BJ carefully put it on Hawkeye's skin. That woke him. At least BJ didn't have to cover him in ice before he woke up.

"Beej, what the hell are you doing? Didn't you know I was sound asleep? I was dreaming of a very nicely constructed nurse before you woke me." Hawkeye looked upset.

"I'm sorry Hawk, but we need to talk. Was the very nicely constructed nurse of your dreams by any chance Margaret?" BJ thought that the direct approach would be best at this stage.

"You have to be kidding! Me dream about Margaret! Are you nuts?" After a few moments, however, Hawkeye looked down and said, "Ok Beej, I'm guilty." BJ could only grin.

"Why are you grinning like that? It's the middle of the night IN a WAR! How can you be happy?"

"Sorry Hawk. Please tell me what you think of Margaret. It might be good to get it off your chest. I promise not to tell." Hawkeye trusted BJ, so he began to talk.

"Beej, you have no idea what it's like to have Margaret here with me all day. It's like a dream come true. When my eyes are closed she talks to me. I keep them closed because I like hearing her voice. She's so interesting, funny and smart. She also has a beautiful voice when she sings. I love it when she sings to me. All I want to do is get up and tell her how I feel… How much I love her. I can't though. She's not interested and I don't want to lose our friendship." BJ was tempted to tell Hawkeye to talk to Margaret and he also wanted to tell him that Margaret felt the same. However, if he did say this, Hawkeye would want proof before talking and BJ didn't have that yet, so he kept the thought to himself.

"Do you feel better now? I knew that you cared about her, but I didn't know that you loved her. Your secret is safe with me Hawkeye. Get some sleep now. I just wanted to make sure that you had a peaceful sleep. Maybe you will now that someone else knows how you feel." Hawkeye smiled and before long was sound asleep. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.

BJ left and went into Klinger's office. In there he found paper and wrote down the words Hawkeye had used to describe Margaret. If the notes were going to sound truthful, they had to be written in the correct way, the Hawkeye and Margaret way.

THE NEXT MORNING

Margaret got up at dawn and walked to Post-Op. She was at Hawkeye's bedside when Father Mulcahy approached (BJ had told him that Hawkeye had talked the night before). He went over the Major so the plan could continue.

"Good morning Margaret? How did you sleep?

"Morning Father. I slept ok, but sometimes I really wish we had softer and bigger beds to sleep in. One day I'll wake up with a twisted back." The Father smiled.

"How's he doing?" The Father said looking down at the sleeping Hawkeye.

"He's doing well. His temperature is almost back to normal and the infection he had seems to have been killed off, so to speak."

The Father had to be very careful to bring up the next topic. "Margaret, why don't we go to the Mess Tent to have some breakfast? You might as well eat while he's sleeping."

"Father, thank you, but I'm fine. I'm not hungry."

"Margaret, if you don't eat now you won't eat all day. You need your energy." Margaret looked up and nodded. They both walked out of Post-Op.

IN THE MESS TENT

A few people were there eating what the army called 'food'. It was horrible stuff, but it had to do. Margaret grabbed a tray along with the Father. After their 'food' was served, they sat down at a table. The Father knew that this would be difficult. He had to be tactful enough to make Margaret answer and he had to be careful not to scare her away. He was given the most difficult job.

"Margaret, can I ask you something. Please don't get angry. How do you feel toward Hawkeye? You're always with him." The Father could see Margaret's eyes change expression. It wasn't anger, but something he couldn't put his finger on.

"Father, he's my friend. He's one of my best friends and I don't want to lose him. I want him to have the best nursing and that's why I stay with him. There's nothing more to it than that." At that moment Margaret realised that she had begun to dig her own grave.

"What else could there be Margaret?" The Father tried to look as innocent as possible, but lying didn't come easily to him. It wasn't part of the job description.

"There's nothing else Father." On the verge of tears, Margaret left the Mess Tent. The Father knew now that there was more there, but he needed BJ to talk to her now. As a priest, that was all people would tell him. He was never told much about relationships because people thought he wouldn't understand. In a way they were right.

THE SWAMP A FEW MINUTES LATER

"BJ, I need to talk to you." Margaret had willingly gone to see BJ; the Father didn't have to do more.

"In a minute Margaret. Let me get decent… Ok, come in."

Margaret walked in with puffy eyes and a very flushed face. She couldn't keep her feelings in any longer. Father Mulcahy had brought those feelings she had been trying to suppress to the surface. The only person she could trust was BJ.

"BJ, please let me talk. All I need you to do is listen. I've had some feelings for awhile and I haven't told anyone about them… not even myself. Over the past week I have begun to realise that I have feelings for someone, strong feelings and I don't know how to cope. He's a friend and I don't want to lose our friendship." Margaret was crying throughout this.

"Margaret, it's Hawk, isn't it?" Margaret looked toward the floor.

"Is it that obvious?" BJ didn't want Margaret to feel that everyone knew, so he lied.

"No, it's not obvious to everyone. Only those who are in love can see it. Margaret, why do you love Hawkeye?"

"He's funny, he can always make me smile, he's sincere when he wants to be and he's so caring, especially with children. I don't think there is a sweeter man on earth. Most importantly BJ is that he has opened my eyes. He has changed me for the better. How can I not love the man that did that to me?" She was smiling, she was glowing.

"Are you going to tell him?"

Margaret looked shocked. "Of course not. He cares about me as a friend, nothing more. I'm not going to lose him for the off-chance that he might love me. It's a slim chance and the friendship means more to me than anything."

Margaret quickly smiled and kissed BJ on the cheek. "Thanks for listening." She walked off.

The plan was in motion.

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Now that BJ has the information he needs, will the notes work? Will Hawkeye and Margaret's feeling be known? We'll soon see :-)