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Hawkeye slowly walked towards the OR as he tried to force the picture of BJ's bleeding face out of his mind. He stopped and stared at the doorknob as if it would jump out and attack him. Never before despite the thousands of wounded had he been so afraid to enter this building. He hated it with a passion but he was never afraid. This new found fear was a new kind of feeling for him to experience, and one he didn't like, not at all. But still, what kind of friend would he be if he didn't visit BJ in post op?

Taking a deep breath he sighed and pushed open the doors. Never before had they felt so heavy. It partly relieved him to see BJ still sleeping for he still wasn't sure what to say to him.

Winchester looked up with surprise as he saw Pierce standing in the room.

"How is he Charles?" Hawkeye asked as he stared at the tenderly bruised and yet peaceful face of his best friend.

"He's doing much better now that he's had a few hours of rest." Charles remarked as he came closer to the bed. "He still as a slight infection."

"A what?" Hawkeye looked up sharply and glanced at BJ's charts. "Why didn't anyone tell me?" He demanded, anger flashing in his eyes.

"It is not as serious as we thought it might have been." Was Winchester's calm response.

"But when it was serious why didn't you come get me?" Hawkey pratically shouted.

"Well if I recall you were no where to be found a few hours ago!" Winchester shouted back, anger rising despite his best efforts to remain cool, calm and collect. "So even if we did try to contact you it would have been your own fault for not being here to hear it!" With that he slammed BJ's pad onto Hawkeye's chest. "I see this is the thanks I get." Charles then added sharply. "I save your friend's life and here I thought I'd might get a few thanks of gratitude for my troubles but instead I once again getting ridiculed! Well I for one had quiet enough of you and your.. your childish antics!"

Darkness filled Winchester's voice suggesting that he meant what he said and what he said mattered more to him then other stuff that he had complained about in the past. Hawkeye looked back down on the pad as guilt flooded in. Yet another new emotion he was going to have to deal with.

"You're right Charles." He sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"Yes, well do see that it doesn't happen again." Winchester replied gruffly while softening a bit as he saw Hawkeye stare at BJ still soundly sleeping and completly oblivious of the fight that was happening right in front of him. "I'm sorry for losing my temper as well." He sighed. "I guess we're all on a bit of an edge."

"Yeah I guess so." Hawkeye replied as he sat down on the chair next to Hunnicut's bed.

Winchester nodded and sighed.

"Well I have some more patients I have to check on." He finally said to fill in the silence that was creeping in. "I'll come back here before I leave to check on BJ once again."

"All right." Hawkeye nodded and then looked up as Winchester turned. "Oh and Charles?"

Charles stopped and looked at him curiously.

"For what it's worth, thanks..for everything. BJ couldn't have asked for a better surgeon."

Winchester's hardened face softened again.

"Yes thank you Pierce." He answered quietly. "Coming from you that's quiet a compliment."

"One that you diserve." Hawkeye replied. The Major nodded and quickly left before he lost his composer and stiffness completly.

Hawkeye sighed then and burried his face in his hands.

"God Beej, what's happened to us?" He muttered. "What's happened to me? I think I'm losing it. I'm going crazy without you." He looked up hopefully as BJ shifted position, praying that all of a sudden Hunnicut would be wide awake, alert, and completly healthy. That of course though would be a miracle and miracles rarely happen there.

He sighed and grabbed hold of BJ's cold and limp hand tightly. It almost felt like it would if he was dead. No he's not dead, he's only sleeping. Hawkeye kept on having to reminde himself of that.

"I'm not going to leave." He promised. "I'm going to stay right here." And for once this was one promise Hawkeye was determined to keep.