Thanks for the reviews and I hope that this is a better chapter, grammitcally that is.
I really wanted to bring Colonel Flagg in here. He's such a hilirious character:)
Oh and PLEASE review! I worked hard on this chapter.
After a grueling 20 hour shift the triage of wounded was finally over, but B.J. Hunnicut's recovery was still in question.
"How is he Winchester?" Potter asked as he looked at BJ's battered body.
"His recovery won't be an easy one." Charles told the Colonel, only far to relieved to have that awful surgery be over. "I'll have to go in again. There's still a couple pieces of shrapnel that I couldn't get the first time. It was too dangerous to dig in any further though, at the time. And he's in danger of getting infected from the wounds."
Potter sighed.
"Swell, and here I was hoping for a speedy recovery." He muttered. "Has Pierce been in to see him yet?"
"Why no Colonel, come to think of it, he hasn't." Winchester frowned at that. Potter nodded.
"That's understandable." He answered knowingly and before he left he patted Winchester's shoulder .before he left. "Don't beat yourself up to badly Major, you did a hell of a job here and probably saved Hunnicut's life. I'm sure he appreciates it."
"Yes, thank you Colonel." Charles said, distracted as he continued to study BJ intently.
As Potter headed out of the OR he ran into Radar.
"Gee Colonel, how's BJ?" The kid asked, deeply concerned like everyone else was. Potter sighed.
"He could be better." He smiled at the worried look O'Rielly got. "He'll be fine." He assured Radar, wishing he was as confident as he sounded.
"Oh well that's a relief." Radar smiled at that. "I was really worried about him."
"Weren't we all. Listen, do you know where Hawkeye might be?"
Radar shook his head.
"No sir, no ones seen him."
"I bet I know where he's at, the Officer's club or Rosie's." Potter ventured a guess and Radar nodded sadly.
"Yeah probably, good thing he didn't operate on Captain Hunnicut, not sure if he could handle it."
"I'm going to stop by my office real quick and then to the Officers club or Rosie's to find Pierce and make sure he's all right." The Colonel informed Radar. Radar nodded.
"Sounds good Sir." He said, jotting some stuff down on his pad and walked away to finish up his chores for the day.
Potter walked quickly to the office to get the key to his jeep and to lock up his liquor cabinet, determined to find Hawkeye and get through to him. Talk with the kid and make sure he's all right before he does something truly stupid. Something that he'll later regret. Unfortunately he knew all too well what it was like to lose a close buddy in a war.
What he wasn't expecting however was the person sitting at his chair.
"Oh no." He groaned as he saw Colonel Flagg.
"Flagg, whatever it is I'm not in the mood!"
"That's why I'm here." Flagg stood up, and like usual he made absolutely no sense.
"I hear you got a wounded captain."
"Who told?" Potter asked smartly.
"Now Colonel you know that I never reveal a source." Flagg told him.
"Uh uh." Sherman ignored the crazy Colonel next to him and moved to his desk to get the keys.
"I hear he was wounded at the aid station." Flagg pressed.
"He was." Potter answered.
"What was he doing at the aid station exactly?" Colonel Flagg asked, his arms folded.
"Oh for crises sakes." Potter muttered. "I don't have the time nor the energy to put up with this Flagg!"
"And why is that may I ask?" Flagg blocked Potter's path and pointed his finger at the Colonel. "What exactly are you hiding Colonel?"
"Hiding?! I'm not hiding anything, one of my best men got wounded while he was following my orders, that's it."
"Ah hah! I see it now." Flagg murmured. "You were setting him up weren't you? He was a spy for you and you backstabbed him!"
Potter stared at Flagg, his face blank.
"What are you talking about?" He cried but Flagg ignored him.
"This is bigger then just you and me." He said to himself. "This is bigger then all of us!"
"What is bigger then all of us?!" Potter cried, exasperated.
"Whatever it is that you're not telling me!" Flagg shot at him. "Mark my words Colonel, your on my list." He pointed to the flag on the chair in the office. "What's that flag doing folded up?" He demanded. "And more so the colors seem to be backwards. It's looking more and more like a French flag!"
Potter sighed at that, giving up. Whenever Flagg was on one his rants about finding the truth to conspiracies there was no stopping him.
"It's an American Flag Flagg, trust me."
"Trust is not something I can afford to give." Flagg announced and walked over to the chair. "It's an American Flag!" He announced, rather disappointed. He sighed and placed the flag back. "Not to despair though, I'll catch you in the act sometime, somehow."
"What a relief." Potter sneered as Radar came in.
"Oh Sir, glad to have caught you, Hawkeye's returned!" Radar announced. "He's at the swamp right now."
"The swamp?" Flagg said, his interest further peaking. "And what is this swamp may I ask? A secrete meeting place for you com simps?"
Potter pointed his finger then at Colonel Flagg.
"Now I KNOW you aren't suggesting that I'm a com simp! After all I've sacrificed for this country!" He practically shouted. Flagg stared at him.
"Of course not." He said calmly. "It was merely a suggestion."
"Good." The Colonel shot back. Being accused of a com simp was just too much.
"Well I shall go now, I'm needed elsewhere." Flagg said ever so humbly and then leaned forward to Radar who stood frozen, not wanting to move in front of this guy.
"Quick, do you know how to sing to 'The Good Ship Lollypop?" Flagg demanded and Potter just sighed with annoyance.
"Uh...Uh no..." Radar stammered.
"Good." Flagg answered back. "Because neither do I.." He looked at the Colonel. "It was good seeing you again Colonel Potter."
"I wish I could say the same thing." Potter answered.
As Flagg left to investigate elsewhere Margaret walked by.
"Women in uniform, what has this world come to?" He scoffed at her and Margaret's eyes widened.
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Well if you don't know what it means then I'm not going to tell you." Flagg retorted rather childishly and left before she could say anything.
"I hate that man!" Margaret muttered as she walked into the office. "He gives Americans a bad name!"
"I agree Major, now what may I do for you?" Potter asked, getting ready to leave.
"It's Pierce sir. I'm worried about him."
"Aren't we all?"
"I was at the Officer's club and so was he. But he didn't act like well like Hawkeye. It's not just the drinking I'm talking about sir. He seemed so depressed, so lifeless. That's what frightenes me sir, you know Hawkeye. He's always full of life." Margaret told him.
"Well Major, I appreciate you're concern. Now if you let me by I can go see Peirce and see how he's doing myself."
"Oh yes sir, of course." Margaret quickly stepped aside as Potter headed to the Swamp.
Potter knocked on the door at the tent and opened it as he saw Hawkeye lying on his cot.
"May I come in Pierce?" He asked softly.
Pierce looked up dully.
"Yes of course Colonel." He sat up and groaned at the headache he received for sitting up so fast.
"I heard you made a trip to the Officer's club." Potter said, sitting next to him when Hawkeye didn't say anything Potter continued. "Look Pierce, you're not going to help B.J by getting drunk."
"No, but it sure makes you feel better though."
"Does it really?" Potter asked. When Hawkeye didn't answer him again he continued. "I feel guilty about sending him out in the first place and you don't see me hitting the bottle. It doesn't help Hawkeye."
"You're e not a saint you know." Hawkeye suddenly snapped. "You have a weakness for the bottle just like the rest of us!" God he didn't know why, he just felt angry with the world.
"I never said that I was a saint." Potter looked surprised.
"Than stop acting like one!" Hawkeye shouted and stormed out of the tent leaving the Colonel shocked. Perhaps he didn't handle that as well as he would have liked.
Flagg walked into the OR and bumped into Major Winchester.
"Hello Major, fancy seeing you here." Flagg said. Winchester groaned at the sight of Flagg.
"Hello Colonel Flagg, long time no see. " Winchester answered politely.
"Sh...I'm no longer Colonel Flagg." Flagg hissed.
"Ah yes, undercover." Winchester said."I should have known, and prey tell what is your name now Colonel?"
"Shirley Temple." Flagg said causing Charles to snort.
"What's so funny Major?" Flagg asked in a low and dangerous voice.
"Why nothing at all, it's a perfectly beautiful name." Charles answered quickly.
"Thank you." Flagg straightened himself up. "I picked it out myself."
"Really?" Winchester pretended to be shocked. "I had no idea!"
"Well it was between that or Julius Caesar." Flagg told him.
"Ah Colonel, I mean Shirley Temple, you made a fine choice then." Winchester replied. "Now if you don't mind I have some errands I need to run."
"Tell me Major, does your errands have to do with the reason why Captain Hunnicut is injured?" Flagg questioned him and Winchester sighed.
"So that's why you're here." He said more to himself." Sir I assure you that a conspiracy is not going on right now."
"Nonsense, a conspiracy is always going on Major. Just no one knows about it, and it's my job to find out."
"And you are wonderful at your job, truly you are." Charles assured him. "But I assure you that a conspiracy isn't happening here. Captain Hunnicut got severely wounded while on duty. That's all that happened."
"Then you won't mind me questioning him?" Flagg asked and Charles quickly blocked the way to the OR.
"I most certainly do mind." He snapped. "You aren't getting anywhere near my patient!"
"You're patient!' Flagg snapped.
"Yes my patient." Winchester growled. "And you well leave Captain Hunnicut alone. Even if he was conscience I wouldn't let you talk to him. The last thing he needs is a crazy lunatic hammering him with questions!"
"You dare call me a lunatic?" Flagg shouted.
"I call people by what they are my good sir!" Winchester shot back. "And it is not my problem if they can't deal with it. But mark my words Colonel you will be hearing from my lawyers if you set one foot near Captain Hunnicut's bed. Do I make myself clear?" His voice was darker and more menacing. Flagg stared at him, realizing today of all days he shouldn't mess with any of them right now.
"Yes I see we understand each other." Flagg replied.
"Good." Winchester answered back, not faulting.
Flagg left and Winchester sighed. What has this world come to? He thought to himself as he walked back into the OR to check on his most important patient right now, Captian BJ Hunnicut
A bit of light humor for a very serious matter. Flagg will appear in the next chapter as well but the next chapter will be much more serious and focuses more on Winchester and Hawkeyes bonding relationship.
I hope I wrote Flagg all right. He was a fun but difficult character to right, just like Winchester is. And again Please review! It took me awhile to write this chapter so I would really appreciate it:)