Quincy awoke in a hospital bed. There was a tall figure in the room looking over charts and x-rays. The man looked to be around Quincy's age and was wearing a white lab coat.

Quincy asked, "Erin, how is she?"

The man in Quincy's room looked at the medical examiner rather sharply and replied, "She is doing fairly well and is resting with her mother right now. Erin didn't lose consciousness and came out of the accident apparently with only minor contusions In fact, she asked me to look in on you. I'm Dr. Hunnicutt and I need to ask you a few questions."

Somewhat relieved, Quincy said, " Ah the young, they tend to rebound more quickly," Instead of responding the other doctor almost looked angry, so Quincy added, "go ahead with your questions."

Crisply Dr. Hunnicutt asked, "What is your name?"

Quincy answered, "Doctor Quincy"

Hunnicutt continued, "Who is the President of the United States?"

Quincy replied, "Jimmy Carter."

Hunicutt inquired, "What my name?"

Quincy responded, "Dr. Hunnicutt."

"What is today's date?" was Hunnicutt's next question.

"Monday, February 17th, 1980," was Quincy's reply.

Hunnicutt's demeanor suddenly got serious, and the tall doctor then said, "Good. It's actually early morning on Tuesday the 18th, but your answer is close enough. There doesn't appear to be any brain damage. Which brings me to my next question, what were you doing in a hearse with my daughter in the middle of the night?!"

Quincy's eyes got large. He had dealt with angry fathers before, but this caught him way off guard. He could see that this Dr. Hunnicutt was a professional, asking the usual type of questions to determine level of consciousness. But he could also see that Hunnicutt was a very protective father. Before Quincy could answer, Trapper John came in to rescue him.

"B.J." Trapper called out, "shouldn't you be with Erin and Peg?"

B.J. replied, "Both are doing well, I just thought I would see who Erin was out with. He is way too old for her."

Quincy knew better than to say anything at this point.

McIntyre explained, "Quincy was having dinner with Quinn. He was just giving Erin a ride to work when the accident happened. It wasn't his fault, the police said the other car ran the light."

Trapper's account didn't soothe B.J. much as Hunnicutt retorted, "Quincy does like them young doesn't he. The good doctor here must be pushing 60!"

Ouch, Quincy thought, I'm only 57. But he wisely kept that bit of information to himself. The medical examiner felt that if this B.J. had his way, Quincy would be on one of his own tables.

"Quincy does know Nurse Becker's precise age," McIntyre laughed, "After all, he did deliver her."

B.J. paused for a minuted and put two and two together, "Wait, he's that Dr. Quincy? The Navy doctor that filled in at the 4077th after Henry Blake was shot down and Hawkeye was on leave? Erin didn't tell me she had dinner with a fellow Swamp Rat, albeit a temporary one. I don't know whether to be relieved or even more concerned."

Quincy finally said, "Be relieved, Doctor, I assure you my intentions were purely honorable..."

Trapper explained to Quincy, "Dr. Hunnicutt replaced me at the 4077th."

B.J. smiled for the first time, the tension disappeared, and he uttered, "Oh I was told many times, there was no replacement for Trapper John."

Quincy asked, "Did you two meet in the Army, or at a reunion?"

Trapper answered, "No, we didn't meet until years later. And I don't think either of us went to any of those military reunions," Hunnicutt nodded in agreement and McIntyre continued, "B.J. and I met here in San Francisco. If you remember, I'm actually from New England. Well, after my divorce in the late 50's, I joined another Doctor from the 4077th, Hawkeye Pierce, in his practice in Maine. We worked together there for almost 10 years, and after reading about what was going on here in San Francisco in the late 60's, Hawkeye moved the Finestkind Fish Market and Clinic to Haight-Ashbury. Dr. Hunnicutt was running the same family practice he started after the war and still has today north of San Francisco in Mill Valley. B.J. would come down and help at the Finestkind on weekends and special events."

Quincy remarked, "That was a wild time for sure. Hippies free love, and so on."

B.J. recalled, "Well Peg wasn't too wild about me going down there. She was worried that Pierce was too much of an influence on Erin. She may have been right, Erin was admitted to Stanford but decided on Berkeley. Erin was only 21 when she graduated college, but put off medical school for two years to join the peace corps. I think she did join in on 'Uncle Hawkeye's' quest for social justice."

"Whatever happened to Hawkeye?" Quincy asked

McIntyre answered, "Well, Dr. Pierce had a parting of ways, literally, with Dr. Hunnicutt and myself. Right now, Hawkeye is back in a field hospital. This time in Afghanistan," seeing Quincy's puzzled look, Trapper continued, "to make a living, and keep the Finestkind Clinic open in the late 60's and early 70's, I started taking shifts at San Francisco Memorial. I realized how much I missed the excitement of the hospital. While what we were doing at the clinic was important and saving lives, I knew I could make more of a difference here. Well, Hawkeye claimed I was becoming part of 'the establishment'. Which Gonzo has also accused me of. Anyway, when the Haight-Ashbury scene started to die down, the Finestkind Clinic and Fish Market closed. I tried to talk Pierce in joining me at the hospital, and BJ invited him to become part of his practice. But Hawkeye got in the ground floor of Doctors without borders. When the Soviets invaded Afghanistan, Hawkeye was there setting up a field hospital to treat the Afghan rebels."

B.J. added, "I'm afraid Erin may someday want to join him out there. Don't tell her this, but that while my preference is that some day Erin takes over my practice, I would much rather have my daughter working in Trapper's ER than in a field hospital in some foreign war. And speaking of my 'little girl', I probably should get back to her."

After B.J. left, Quincy and Trapper were joined by Monahan, Sam, and Astin.

Quincy apologized to Astin, "Dr. Astin, I'm sorry about the car..."

Astin replied, "Don't worry about it, I'm just glad you're O.K.

Sam said, "Quincy get better- don't leave me alone with these two any longer!"

Chuckling Quincy asked, "What hit me?"

The room then got serious and Monahan spoke, "I got a hold of some buddies on the force up here and they said that it was a 1979 Porsche 928. There weren't any witnesses on that intersection that time of night, but based on the skid marks, and Dr. Erin Hunnicutt's statement, the sports car was going at a high rate of speed when it ran a red light hit your wagon."

Quincy matched Monahan's tone and inquired, "What about the driver, did he make it?"

Monahan quietly replied, "Unfortunately the driver of the other car did not survive the accident. Preliminary reports show that she was an 18 year old au pair joy riding in her employer's Porsche."