Chapter 3-A Little More to Say

I do not own MASH but I do own the Sallas characters. I got my first and so far my ONLY review! Its from a proud geekfreak ------this person is so awesome! I 3 you! Lol. I don't understand why people don't review it confuses me its not really that hard…… but oh well ON WITH THE STORY!

Radar walked across the camp towards the V.I.P. tent, dodging people and random objects on the ground. Talea was walking close behind him, looking around at her surroundings. She saw people scurrying about going into places named The Mess Tent, The Lavatory, and other miscellaneous tents. Her shoulder bumped into someone, and turned around to apologize.

"Oh I'm so-!" When she had turned around, she came face to face with a man but that was the only thing manly about him. He was dressed in a winters dress, made of red velvet with an atrocious hat that did match the dress. She looked at him for a moment before he apologized.

"No my apologies ma'am, see you around!" He turned and walked away while Talea regained her wits. Everyone is so strange here. Wonder how long I'll have to stay here? Talea thought this as her mind went into flashback of the short, but vivid conversation she had with her father.

Flashback

"Talea can I see you in my office!" Her father bellowed out to her. She sighed before following him into his office. It had pictures of her family, mostly of her mother and her siblings. There weren't a lot of her considering she was the "problem child" and was always doing something else than getting her picture taken. The only picture she was included in was their family portrait. Her mama, Maria, was standing next to her father with their arms wrapped around each other. Then there was 3 children sitting at their feet with their arms around each other. Talea was in the middle, about 16 at the time just before she left with her father for the army. The boy on the right was about 18, him too going into the army as a soldier, was her brother Pedro. Then the last boy on her left was her little brother Tito, he was 11. They all looked alike with their smiling faces, but it wasn't like that anymore. Pedro was 23 now and located in Korea too, she was 21 and a Major, and Tito was 16, still at home with Mama. They lived in San Jose, California at the time and in a one story house, but it was comfortable. While she was looking at the picture her father had taken a seat behind his big wooden desk. He motioned her to take a seat on the chair facing him. She took a seat and stared at her father, while he shuffled papers around, before looking at her.

"You have been doing well Talea, but you need more training; specifically in the medical field, because you've only been taught basics. That won't do you any good in any case dealing with injuries. If you're going to support this family if anything happens to me then you need more knowledge!" He was ranting on and on again about how she needed to support her family and if he died the whole family would depend on her. She already knew this! For the past 5 years that's all she had been hearing, it was drummed into her skull. Cutting her off from her thoughts her father bellowed, "Your listening to me right? Because I'm only going to say this once! I'm sending you to the MASH 4077, where your going to be educated, hands on!" Talea's eyes widened a fraction for a second, before just accepting it, knowing that she couldn't make him change his mind.

Present

Shaking her head, she quickly looked around for Radar, spotting him and going to catch up to him. When she was at arms length of him, he abruptly stopped in front of a tent marked V.I.P. Before she had a chance to stop in time she rammed right into his back with a oof! Her hand automaticly went to his waist to steady herself, and her face flushed, along with Radar's. He could feel the heat radiating off her and her breath next to his ear. They were almost the same height, him being an inch taller. When she regained her balance, said softly in his ear "Sorry" before letting him go and stepping back. He mentally shook his head before saying, "Follow me Major." He opened the door with one hand, stepping to the side so she could go in first.

"Oh, thank you." Talea replied, before stepping inside and taking in her surroundings. It was small and bare, besides a desk, a mirror, and a cot. She set her bags on the bed while Radar shut the door and put her stuff down.

"Sorry its so bare, we didn't know if it was even a guy or girl coming, Major." Talea looked up responding.

"They didn't tell you I was coming?"

"Well we knew someone was coming, but we didn't know it was you."

"Oh." She looked down at her bags again, a little sad, before starting to unpack the first bag. It was full of writing notebooks, a drawing pad, and some music sheet notes, so she put them on the desk while Radar stood by the bed. He watched her, while she did this before deciding to say something.

" So... how old are you, Major? I mean if its not too personal cause I mean you don't have to answ-."

"I'm 21, Radar." Her voice was cool but sincere.

"Oh what a coincidence so am I! I've been in the army for about 18 months I think, how long have you been here, Major?"

"I've been here for about 5 years, since I was 16."

Radar was shocked to hear that. "Since you were 16! But you weren't even out of high school!"

"I know." Talea looked over at him, from under bangs that had fallen into her eyes. It made her look mysterious, yet sad.

"Why so long, Major?" He just had to know.

"You ask a lot of questions Corporal." She wasn't mad he was being nosy but she did want to be alone for a bit.

"Oh I'm sorry Major you must be tired. I'll leave you alone and if you need anything just give a holler and someone will be along to help you." He turned to leave and was out of the door, but he didn't miss her say to him.

"Call me Talea, Radar."

Well that was Chapter 3, and now I'm tired lol. I made Radar 21 but I don't know how old he really is…soo…bear with me. I'll update soon but I would love to have reviews or anything really that shows me people are actually reading this.

Rosa