Don't own M*A*S*H, only original characters and the plot.

Although he did everything he could to stay away from her, Charles somehow found himself alone with Becca several times over the next few days. As much as he thought she would be an annoyance, he found that she was quite intelligent.

In fact, she seemed to seek him out when he was in Post-OP just to watch him work and ask questions about the medical process. Usually that would annoy him, but then she would smile at him, her real smile, and he couldn't help but answer her questions.

Before he knew it, Charles and Becca had become friends.

The last night they had of relative peace before Hawkeye and BJ returned, Charles decided it was time he got some answers of his own.

When he returned to his tent, he found Becca sitting on her cot reading a book he had given her earlier that day. He was surprised that she was near the ending already.

"May I ask you some questions?"

Becca looked up at him in surprise. Her eyes focused on him and then she smiled.

"Welcome back Charles. What exactly did you want to ask me?"

Charles pulled up his chair next to her and sat next to her. "You've been asking me a ton of questions about things here, I was curious about what it was like in the future."

Becca's smile slowly faded and she looked troubled. "I really shouldn't," she said. "Knowing the future could alter the time line and destroy the future."

"You can reserve the right to refuse to answer any of the questions if you feel that could happen," Charles said. "I can understand the situation you find yourself in."

She seemed to think about that. "I suppose that is fair. I do annoy you nearly constantly with all my questions."

Personally Charles didn't feel that she was an annoyance. In fact he enjoyed her presence around him throughout his day. His curiosity about her grew each day and he wanted to know more about her before Pierce and Hunnicutt returned.

"What is your life like back home?"

Becca smiled and Charles couldn't help the warm feeling that swelled up inside of him. That smile would one day be the death of him, he knew it.

"It is a basic life. Unlike now where wealth decides where you land in the social ladder, my life is rotated around job title. I'm considered Upper Science as I am a scientist that has shown significant success. If I wasn't a scientist chances are I would be Middle Regency."

"What does all that mean? Upper Science, Middle Regency?"

Becca bit her bottom lip as she thought and Charles found his eyes drawn there. Her lips were plump and pink, just begging to be kissed. He forced himself to look away from her lips to avoid the temptation.

"Because we are separated by job title there are different levels based on where we fall in the social ladder, Regency being the highest level, where a lot of the CEOs and investors reside. Beneath that is the Medical and Science levels, beneath that is the Civil and Religion levels. Then there is Farm, Education, Office, Entertainment and, lastly, Non-Worker. Each level has an Upper, Middle and Lower section. As your position or job title changes so can your level."

Charles watched as Becca explained how she moved from Lower Non-Worker as a child up to Upper Science. Her eyes sparkled as she spoke and he could see how she loved it there and how proud she was of how far she had come.

"I know we said that I would take time to answer your questions, but..." she bit her bottom lip again, "I did have a few more questions that weren't related to medicine that I thought I would ask you."

"Go ahead," Charles said, wondering what she could want to know after all the other questions she had asked.

"There are several words that I've heard used on a daily basis that I am unfamiliar with. I've noticed it since the first day that I was here and more so as time has gone on. Would you mind giving me some sort of reference for them?"

Charles nodded and he felt the warmth fill him again as Becca's eyes sparkled. She grabbed her notebook she had been using to write down all her discoveries. "Okay the first one is Priest. Colonel Potter used it the first day I was here to describe Father Mulchay but I don't know what that means."

Charles blinked. "Did you not mention that you have religion where you are from?"

Becca nodded. "Yes, it is run by the Spiritual Leaders."

"A priest is a spiritual leader of sorts," Charles explained. "We have several different religions in this world and each one calls their spiritual leaders something different. Although the father is well versed in many of the other religions, he is primarily Catholic."

Becca was leaning down over her notebook writing furiously. Her hair was back up in the ponytail she preferred with it hanging over one shoulder. Her skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the tent and Charles had to refrain from moving towards her.

"Now, it is my turn to ask a question..."

The two went back and forth, asking questions and getting answered. Charles learned that Becca enjoyed music and wasn't put off by him playing his records. Becca learned the meanings of several other words she had heard over the last several days, including football and gypsy. It wasn't until Charles noticed Becca's yawn that he suggested that they end their discussion that night.

"Wait!"

Charles had moved to stand but froze at the sound of her insistent voice. She was looking at him with curious eyes and a hopeful smile. He sat back down and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I have just one more question I'd like you to define if you could for me, at least for now."

Charles nodded. "What is it?"

"I don't know why I didn't mention it earlier since I heard it my first day here. Klinger said that Hawkeye would try and seduce me, but what does that mean? What does it mean to seduce?"