The next day was rather uneventful. Some of the patients were transferred and Hawkeye had to go back into a kid. Other than that it was the same gruel, announcements and boredom. I've realized when things get slack around here it can get very boring. We are here to patch up people after all. There isn't much here to do. So this is how I found myself down by the river.

It was a rather warm day and I had decided to cool myself a bit by going down to the river. I had asked Kristin to join me but she said she had something she had to do real quick first. So I was suspecting her when I heard some footfalls. A pair of feet stopped just inches from my head and I could feel someone blocking my sun.

"Kristin could you get outta my sun? I was just starting to enjoy it," I said as I waved my hand at the unseen person.

Then a sensual voice answered, "I don't know if I can. I'm enjoying the sight of you in shorts too much."

I opened my eyes and moved my sunglasses further down my nose and there was Hawkeye with the sun behind him making him look like a person of biblical importance.

I scowled. "Would you mind getting out of my sun Hawkeye? If I remember correctly you're on my people to kick their ass list."

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "And if I remember correctly I said I liked them feisty."

I scrambled up onto my feet and glared at him. "If you dare to touch me I promise you I won't hold back and I will punch you."

All he did was give a chuckle and take a step forward.

"I'm warning you Hawkeye. Leave me alone," I said trying to sound menacing.

And his answer was to grab me and kiss me on the mouth. Oh, my, he sure knows how to kiss. At first I was stiff as a board but after not giving a struggle he took that as a good sign and wound his arms around my waist. I just couldn't help myself and gave into his kiss and wound my arms around his neck. We pulled each other closer and his hands wondered to my butt where they 'accidentally' gave a great squeeze.

That was when I realized what I was doing and wrestled myself from the extremely handsome womanizer. I stood panting getting ready to punch this person to Timbuktu when who happened to come other than Kristin with Charles. I managed to rein in my anger and only slapped him hard across the face. He deserved more than that but that would have to wait for later. No matter how well a man kisses he should stay out of my personal space if I tell to.

Hawkeye held his hand to his face and looked at me with surprise mingled with hurt. "I told you to don't touch me. But you were lucky again that there are people here or I would have punched you out till next Tuesday." I gave a quick nod to let him know he was dismissed and he left like a rabbit that had just heard there was a fox about.

Kristin came up to me with a cocked eyebrow. "Was that Hawkeye?"

"Yep."

Then she smiled at me. "How did he get on your bad side?"

"Long story. I'll tell you later," I said with a wink.

I heard an ahem from behind me and turned to Charles. "I was just wondering if I could join you ladies for a quiet afternoon. Those baboons I happen to live with were getting ready to have a drinking contest but as I just saw Hawkeye he's probably going to go nurture his injured pride in a fountain of gin with B.J. there to console him and I just couldn't stand to be there."

I looked at Kristin who gave a shrug and I looked back at Charles and smiled. "Yes, you can join us Charles. Anytime."

We spent the rest of the afternoon sitting by the river and talking. We talked about this and that until it was time to have supper. We walked to the mess tent talking and laughing. We sat with Radar and B.J. but Hawkeye wasn't there but that didn't bother me. After that we all went to the Officer's Club and ordered drinks but Kristin left early because she had a date with one of the doctors.

I was just having my second drink when B.J. and Hawkeye stepped in. They sat at the bar and ordered their drinks. I saw Hawkeye gaze around the room probably looking for a next victim of the female persuasion. When his eyes stopped at my table the smile he wore vanished in a twinkling of an eye. He tapped B.J. on the arm and inclined his head in my direction. When B.J. turned around to see what Hawkeye was indicating at I turned away to act like I didn't know what was going on.

I heard someone get up from one of the bar stools and walk in my direction. I continued to talk with Charles when a chair beside me was pulled out and someone sat down.

I stopped talking with Charles and without turning around to see who it was I said coolly, "Yes B.J.? Did Hawkeye send you to ask why I partially carried out my threat?" I turned around and faced him with a cocked eyebrow waiting for his answer. "Of course I had said I would punch his lights out but Charles and Kristin saved him from such a fate."

B.J. looked like he would rather be anywhere and sighed hanging his head. "Yeah. He might 'of mentioned that." He looked at me sadly. "I'm afraid he's taking it badly."

I laughed, "Badly? I told him to back off and he didn't."

"She does have a point Hunnicut. She had asked him to quietly leave her alone and he refused and tried to take advantage of her," said Charles on my behalf.

I looked over B.J.'s shoulder and gave a laugh. "Oh yeah, he really looks like he's taking it badly. Eh? Especially with that nurse he's hugging close to himself as if she was a security blanket."

B.J. looked over his shoulder, shook his head, gave a shrug and left us. As he left I gave him a wave, which he answered with a half smile. I watched him as he walked back to Hawkeye and take his drink that was sitting on the bar. He said some things to Hawkeye and Hawkeye looked over at me, which I waved at too. He gave a weak smile and an inclination of his head. He said something to his 'friend' and she left. I've seemed to have upset him some. I wonder how.

I drank a few more rounds but left rather early. I didn't notice as I left a few people slip out after me. I had just gotten halfway to my tent when Hawkeye stepped out of the shadows. I glared at him and got ready to fight if he made a move in my direction.

He put up his hands and said, "I come in peace. I come in peace. The humble Pheasant Hawkeye would like to wish to talk with her Majesty Bridgette."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in front of me. This guy is so cheesy at times. "What do you want Hawkeye? I'm late for a date with the sand man."

Hawkeye grasped my arm and looked around uneasily. "Not here. Someone might catch us."

"Unhand me Hawkeye. Anyways, why would you worry someone catching us? We aren't doing anything," I said coolly through clenched teeth. He knows I don't want him touching me.

He ignored me and dragged me to the supply tent. He opened the door and thrust me in. He turned and looked outside as if he expected someone to charge in.

"Hawkeye are you mad? What if someone saw you dragging me in here? They might think we're together and I certainly am not with you."

Hawkeye turned around satisfied that no one was coming and sat on a crate. He motioned for me to sit also but I kept standing with my arms crossed.

"I'm sorry I kept advancing on you. But you can't blame a guy… with your body…"

"Why can't you think of someone other than for their body especially women. We are not objects put on this earth for pure male enjoyment. We have minds you know. We are more then just a body. We have feelings and thoughts. And if you had an dignity you would stop chasing me as if this was all a big game that who ever got the greatest looking woman wins."

Hawkeye looked at me thoughtfully and smiled. "Thanks for straightening me out Bridgette. I'll try to keep that in mind next time I'm on the hunt." He gave me one of his winning crooked smiles that have made many a woman fall for him. And I am no exception.

He strode up to me and pulled me close to him with his arm around my waist. "Permission to keep hunting the wonderful, brilliant woman called Bridgette otherwise known as Knocko?"

He looked down at me with his messy raven hair in his eyes. I lightly pushed the hair out of his eyes and lightly kissed him. "Permission granted." He gave a little smile and swooped in to give me a longer more passionate kiss but I put a finger to his lips. "But just not right now." I pulled away from him just when someone barged into the supply tent.

"Hawkeye you aren't taking advantage of Bridgette again are you?" asked Charles as he stepped up to Hawkeye.

"No, it's okay Charles we just had a chat. We're done here. Would you mind walking me back to my tent?"

Charles looked at Hawkeye as if he was some manure stuck to the bottom of his shoe but led me to my tent. When we got to my tent he stopped and asked, "Are you sure he didn't take advantage of you Bridgette?"

"I'm fine Charles. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. Thanks for your concern though." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and stepped into my tent with a wave.

No body was inside so I slumped into a chair and covered my face with my hands. Charles looked like he was ready to belt Hawkeye. I gave a tiny smile. That would have been funny if Charles did do that because he doesn't seem the type to do something like that. It was quite touching that he would defend my honor like that but I'm not sure. Charles dose seem a bit snobbish thinking all Hawkeye does is molest the nurses.

I got ready for bed when I remembered something. I hadn't talked to Radar all day. He could have at least had said hi to me when he walked by me but he just acted as if I wasn't there. Then again I didn't even seen him during dinner and he's usually first in line. I laid down on my cot and gave a sigh. I'm going to have to talk to him to see what was wrong. Was he embarrassed of me because of the kiss? He was drunk but there could have been something real behind it. I shook my head and turned onto my side and fell asleep thinking about how I was going to corner him and how to get an answer out of him.

As I was drifting off I could hear Kristin walk in and thank her date. She must have noticed me because she told the next nurse who came in to be quiet. "Poor dear." I could hear Kristin whisper to her companion, "How do you think she's going to take it? They were friends and possibly even more even though she wouldn't admit. We'll tell her when she wakes up." I pondered about what that could mean but I was soon asleep.