Trapper walked into Henry's office. He had been glad when he hadn't seen Radar as he walked in. Perhaps the corporal was at the movie. Henry looked up from the letter that he was writing. Trapper assumed that it was to home. "Henry... can I talk to ya about something I've got on my mind?" He sat down across from Henry in a old oak chair.
Henry put down his pen and nodded his head, the lures on his fishing cap, moved as though they had a mind of their own, before settling down on the cap again. "What's on your mind Trapper?" He stood up and walked over to the cabinet behind him and opened it, pulling out a bottle of scotch. "Wanna drink?" He asked as he pulled out a glass for himself. When he saw Trapper nod his head, he pulled out another glass and poured some for them both. He handed the other glass to Trapper and then sat back down and waited for Trapper to tell him what the problem was.
Trapper took a drink, and then cleared his throat. "Well Henry... I've got a bit of a moral problem, and I don't want to deal with Hawkeye's moral compass, so I thought that I'd ask you for some advice."
Henry nodded. He thought that he had a pretty good idea of what the problem was. He had spent part of the afternoon talking to Radar, and was aware of Casidy and Trapper being seen together. He wanted to know what was going on with his surgeon and the newest nurse.
Trapper took a drink and then cleared his throat again. He didn't know why he was so nervous about this. He looked at his commanding officer and then at the wedding band on his hand. "Henry... I don't know what to do anymore." He sighed, his eyes fixed on a spot on the floor. "I honestly don't know what is right to do anymore. I know that cheating on my wife isn't something that I should do, but I've done it in the past. Its already been done. Now I'm faced with something that makes me feel differently than when I was fooling around with random nurses."
Henry drank as he listened to the other man talk. "How does it make you feel differently from when you were just fooling around with random nurses?"
"I don't know. Well... I kinda do know. I mean... God why is this so hard Henry? I like her. She's easy to talk to. We talked about stuff that I never even told other people about. She's so sweet. She's not just a face, or hands, or a mouth, or God. She's all of that, but there's more to it than just that. She's a person," Trapper said, he stood up half way through his tirade and started pacing, running his fingers through his curls as he walked.
Henry nodded his head. He had seen this before in another soldier. The soldier had fallen in love with another woman while away to war. He knew that the soldier had gone home to his wife, but didn't know much more than that. "I can't tell you what do do, Trapper. I can tell you that if you use Casidy like you have done the other nurses here, you'll be hurting more than just her. You'll be hurting Radar."
Trapper stopped and stared at Henry. "I don't want to use Casidy. There's something about her that I just find irresistible, and not in a sexual way. At least not only. She's beautiful." He held up his glass towards Henry. "This is the first thing that I've had to drink all day. I haven't drank all day because I didn't feel the need to. I've been happier today that I have since I was in college." He sat back down and put his glass onto the table. "To be honest, I'm kinda upset that I even drank that. It wasn't even worth it."
Henry sighed softly and sat his glass down. "Trapper... maybe you should have Radar get a hold of your wife. Maybe that will help you. At the least it will give you some ideas about how you feel," he said. He wanted Trapper to give this all his thought.
Trapper took a deep breath. "I think that I'll have Radar ring her up for me in the morning. I've got to talk to someone... I think that's a little bit more important right now..."