Another short one...my apologies. Enjoy anyway!

It's coming to the beginning of a new semester for me soon, so good luck to all those with midterms, finals, and/or a new set of classes!

Disclaimer: still don't own M*A*S*H

Chapter 4: Radar

"Well, Frank didn't kill anyone," Trapper pointed out as they walked out of the pre-op building a while later. Frank had already left, and Hawkeye and Trapper had been showing Andi the pre-op, post-op, and O.R. buildings.

Hawkeye shrugged. "Even a blind squirrel gets a nut once in a while."

Andi laughed for what felt like the hundredth time that day. From her first meeting with the bathrobe clad surgeons to walking with them on her own private tour, she didn't think she'd stopped smiling once, excluding their run-in with Burns. The two could find anything to joke about as they explained procedures, set up, and people. They picked on Henry and Radar, but Andi could see it was good-natured teasing. Frank, however, was a different matter.

"Aha," Hawkeye said as they approached a tent entitled 'The Swamp'. "The grand finale."

"Thank you for choosing HawkTrap tours. Feel free to look around the rest of the camp while your guides put clothes on," Trapper added.

Bidding the two fair well, Andi made her way around the camp again, slowly at first, but more quickly as she remembered where things were.

She was passing by a small gap between buildings that she hadn't paid much attention to when she heard a cry of protest and a squeak of pain.

"No!" Radar was saying as she walked toward him, the source of the noise. All around him were animals in little crates. He slammed close the door to one holding a raccoon, which appeared to be the animal he was scolding. "Bad!"

"Radar?" Andi asked, worried. "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" He turned to her, eyes squinting in the sun. "Oh, hi, Andi. Yeah, I'm okay. Rocky just bit me is all. Don't worry. He doesn't have rabies."

Andi decided not to comment on the name. "Let me see it."

Hesitantly, Radar showed her his bitten hand. The wound wasn't deep, but the blood flowed freely, and it would need a bandage. "Come on. Let's take care of this."

Putting her tour to good use, Andi found the O.R. and made Radar wash his hands. "Make sure they're clean and dry," she instructed as she looked for some bandages. While she was patching up his hand, he let out a little laugh.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing. This is just usually Hawkeye's job."

"What, fixing you up when the petting zoo rebels?"

"Pretty much," he replied, though he knew it was a joke. "Colonel Blake and Captain McIntyre have sworn off anything to do with animals ever since a dog bit me and they had to chase it to give it a rabies shot. And Major Burns wouldn't help anyway. You remind me of Hawkeye."

"Is that a good thing?"

He shrugged again. "I think it is."

Andi smiled. "You two are close."

Radar nodded. "He's kind of like...maybe an older brother, or one of those cool uncles on TV, you know?"

"I've heard people talk about him," she said. She didn't mention her only other source was Burns.

Radar nodded again. "You may hear different things, but no one can say he's a bad doctor."

The following morning, Andi got to see first hand what Radar was talking about. A steady inflow of wounded was announced over the PA system, and Andi took over Frank's spot. She watched as Hawkeye and Trapper continuously joked back and forth while extracting bullets and shrapnel.

"I need more sutures!" Henry announced after several hours.

"We're out, Sir," Radar replied quietly.

Henry took a deep breath. "Why are we out?"

"Because you've been asking for them nonstop for the past two hours, Sir."

"Is there anything else we can use?" he asked, irritated.

"Radar, go check in our tent to see if Frank left any dental floss," Hawkeye said, completely focused on pulling shrapnel from a man's chest. "He has enough to tie up the Koreans if we don't beat them."

Henry shook his head to wake himself up, and Andi saw an immediate change on Hawkeye's face. "Henry, we're almost done here. Maybe you should take a break. Go to sleep or something."

"Sleep?"

Hawkeye nodded. "Yeah, it's this thing normal people do at night. Apparently it's good for you."

"You should relax, Henry," Trapper commented, worried as well.

"You don't get a say in this. You've been neck-deep in a man's guts for the past thirty minutes," Henry said testily. "And who would finish here?"

"Nurse, can you close up?" Andi asked. She made her way over to his patient. "I will."

Henry, overpowered, consented.

As soon as Henry was out of the room, Hawkeye caught her eye. "Thank you," he said.

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