Author's Note/Warning: So this story is kind of about to lose its comedic edge. At the war's end Hawkeye became less jovial and Margaret is usually serious. I think an HM relationship would be a serious one too because its meaningful. I feel that they would both be themselves with each other and Hawkeye wouldn't be a flirtatious jokester and Margaret wouldn't be a lovestruck woman who changes herself for a man (ie Frank, Scully, ect).

Have a Nice Memorial Day! God Bless all of the Brave Men and Women who have sacrificed their lives for our Freedom!

Dear Dad,

I hope all is well at home. Things have been unusually busy lately but I'm not writing about that today.

I have to tell you that my marriage isn't going as planned. As I told you last time, this was an in name only marriage but it hasn't been easy. Margaret Houlihan is something else and she has this effect on me that I can't even begin to explain. I told you a couple years ago how she stirred something in me. It went in remission but it's back now. I can't stop thinking about her. We got a new nurse here and boy is she a looker. She was completely interested but I wasn't. I don't know what's gotten in to me. I've never felt like this before. I think I'm in love her, Dad. I know I've said it about other women before but I think it was that I was in love with their body. I love Margaret's body but I want more than that. I just like being around her. Talking with her.

Hawkeye set down the pen and leaned back in the chair. Writing to his father wasn't doing any good he needed to talk to someone. Under normal circumstances he'd talk to BJ but his best friend didn't know what was going on and he didn't really want to tell him. There was one other friend he could talk to and decided that that was what he needed to do.

"Can we talk?" Hawkeye asked as he sat down on a cot in post-op.

"Oh, Hawkeye," Margaret replied startled as she looked up from her paperwork. "Yeah, it's slow. I sent Nurse Kellye back to her tent."

"Yeah," Hawkeye said not really caring.

"What's up?" Margaret asked turning to face him.

"I needed to talk to a friend."

"Are you fighting with BJ?" she asked jokingly.

"No," Hawkeye replied shaking his head. "He's sleep but that's not the point I wanted to talk to you."

"Oh," Margaret said surprised.

"I have a problem," Hawkeye began. "You see I have this friend and she's a nurse. I've known her for a long time and she's a really special person. Almost two years ago we became especially close and I began to feel something for her I never expected. I was kind of a jerk but she forgave me and we became real good friends. I thought I'd moved past the feelings I'd felt before but after this really incredible weekend, the old feelings came back and much more powerful new ones. I find myself thinking about her all the time, wanting to kiss her and talk to her and just be with her. I'm love her and I don't know how to tell her."

Margaret sat frozen in her seat as she absorbed Hawkeye's very unexpected words. After a moment however, she gained composure.

"I love you too, Ben," Margaret said tears filling her eyes as she took his face in her hands and kissed him.

"Doctor come quick!" a patient yelled as the soldier next to him was convulsing.

"Every time," Hawkeye muttered as he raced over to check on the patient.