"Margaret sat on her cot, taking deep breaths. This couldn't be happening. She ran out into the compound to see B.J.
"B.J," she greeted him, her voice a little two bright, "why don't we have a cup of coffee?" she suggested steering him intothe mess tent.
"Margaret, what's going on? You're making me reschedule my sock washing party," he laughed, as they sat down with their mugs.
"Pierce asked me to marry him."
"I know. You haven't answered him yet."
"Charles also asked me to marry him."
"That I didn't know."
"Hope you kids don't mind an old war horse joining y," Colonel Potter said as he stood at the end of table.
"Not at all Colonel. I need all the help I can get," Margaret groaned.
"What's the problem Major?"
"Charles asked me to marry him."
"He told me. Have you given him an answer yet?"
Pierce also asked me to marry him."
"I didn't know that," Colonel Potter said, soberly.
"There seems to be a lot of that going around," B.J quipped.
"Well, Major, which one do you love more?" the Colonel asked.
"I don't know."
"And I take it neither Pierce nor Winchester know."
"Not about the other," the major confirmed.
"And it's going to stay that way for now, comprende?" Colonel Potter stated firmly to B.J. " Major, if you would like to spend a few days R&R to clear your head, that can be arranged as soon as you finish your duty roster."
"Thank you sir. That would be much appreciated."

"Congratulations on your engagement Major."
"Not now Klinger," Margaret pleaded as they drove out of camp the next morning.
"Which one did you pick?"
"How did you know about that?"
"Winchester was pestering me to get him a bottle of his vino, and Pierce has been calling just about every jewelry store in Korea."

"I want to get married someday," he said as they drove along the dusty roads.
"Marriage is a pain in the rear," Margaret quipped.
"I think as long as you're married to the right person, it'd be swell," Klinger said, as his jeep stopped for a young Korean woman who was taking her cow across the road. Her eyes locked with his.
"Soon-Li," he heard someone call from over in the field.
Coming," she replied and smiled at him before she and her cow ventured into the field on the other side of the road. 'Too bad she doesn't live in Toledo,' Klinger thought before he and the Major continued their drive to the airport.

Margaret had a wonderful time shopping on the Ginza, and taking in all the luxuries she was deprived of back at camp. Her three days ended all too soon. She had done a lot of thinking the past few days. The only thing she was sure of is that she still didn't know. Maybe she should just tell them both no.

Her suitcase was on her lap. She was having her driver park to the side of her tent so it'd be as inconspicuous as possible that she'd returned. No such luck. No sooner had she rolled into camp, then Pierce came running to her from one side, as the same time Charles spotted her from the other side. "Margaret darling, I'm so glad to see you. There's something we have to discuss," Hawkeye said as he hugged her hello.
"Pierce, get away from her," Charles barked. "Mahgaret, my dear, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
"Whatever it is it can wait Chaarles," Hawkeye mimicked his accent.
"Pierce, nothing you can say can be more important then the engagement Margaret and I must discuss," Charles laughed.
"Charles, you should know I've asked Margaret to be my wife. Back off," Hawkeye snipped his voice becoming dangerously thin.
"Pierce, I've asked Margaret to be my wife," Charles stated firmly.
"You son of a -" Hawkeye growled and lunged toward him.
B.J held him back, having seen what was brewing from the OR.
"I take it from the way these two stallions are stamping their hooves that you told them?" he asked Margaret.
"They told each other," she shrugged.
"All three of you in my office NOW!" he barked. "You too, BJ."

They all marched into his office, BJ making Hawkeye sit on the table where they usually sat during staff meetings, while on the other side Charles remained standing. Margaret sat in the middle in a chair.
"This whole thing is completely unneccasary. I asked first so I get first pick right?"
"Pierce this is a marrage, we're talking about, not a high school prom."
"I quite agree Pierce. The Major will choose the best man," he said in reference to himself.
"Shut up!" Hawkeye growled.
"You shut up," Charles yelled back.
"You both shut up," Margaret screeched.
"Silencio," Colonel Potter commanded.
"Sir, if you're going to transfer anybody could you get rid of Charles?" B.J asked.
"Horse hockey! Pierce is going to act like he's housetrained for once, and you Major, are going to keep your mouth shut. Comprende?" he barked, fixing a stern gaze on both doctors.
"Colonel, I assure you I will only act with the utmost civility," Charles assured him.
"Good. To make sure you can keep that promise Major, Klinger is going to be your new best friend. And Pierce, you're not going anywhere without Captain Hunicutt at your side. In the meantime, I've put in a call to Major Freedman. He was going to come down here anyway for a poker game tonight, but your thermostats are running a little too high for my liking. He'll help defuse it. In the meantime - dismissed!" he barked.
"At least my friend drinks," Pierce shot at Winchester.
At that moment Radar came buzzing into the office. "Major Freedman's here. His stuff's already in the surgeons tent."
"Make sure he's in with the surgeons Radar. There's a good lad."
"Thank heavens. Now I won't have to spend the entire afternoon with that Desert Fruitcake," Charles remarked.
"Hello Colonel, I hear you have a doozy here," Sidney remarked strolling into the office.
"Sidney, I have nearly the whole camp going bonkers over which Doctor Major Houlihan will marry."
"Which Doctor?"
"Pierce and or Winchester."
"Oh boy."
"You said it."

Margaret bolted out of his office and changed. directly reporting to Post OP, and ignoring the looks from the other nurses, as she had Kelleye give her a run down on all their current patients. She spent the next hour in the OR ensuring everything had been left in apple pie order during her abscence. Her main focus was staying out of anyplace where she might be found.
"Congratulations on your engagement Major," Father Mulcahy congratulated her as he saw her walking out of the hospital.
"Thank you Father, but I'd rather not discuss it right now."
"I heard you were engaged to Pierce, but then I heard you were engaged to Winchester too," he commented.
"At this point, it's neither," she replied shortly, and continued on her way.

It was infuriating how this whole mess had gotten around. She worked too hard in this man's army to become gossip fodder. She had to decide. That was the only thing to be done, but who?