Radar paced back and forth in his room. He sighed softly, rubbing his eyes. He had no idea what was going through his sister's head. Spending time with Trapper. He wasn't right for her. He lifted his glasses and rubbed his eyes again. He couldn't handle thinking about what Trapper could be doing with his sister.
He ran into Trapper, who was on his way out of Henry's office. "Hiya Radar," Trapper said.
Radar's eyes widened. "What are you doing here? What did you do to my sister? You better leave her alone, sir." He bombarded Trapper with questions and threats, pointing his finger in Trapper's face.
Trapper's eyes widened. "Hold up there, Radar. I haven't done anything to your sister. We just talked's all. She was asking me about how my wife and kids are. How come you didn't tell us you had a sister," Trapper replied, holding his hands up in front of his face.
Radar let out a small sigh of relief, glad that his sister had remembered that Trapper was the married one and that Hawkeye was the single one. "Because I've got two, and didn't think it was important that I had a sister. What else did you talk about?" he asked.
Trapper shook his head. "Nothing much really. She just told me that she was adopted and that you put her through Nursing school. That's about all. She's a really nice kid..." Trapper nodded to the shorter man and then walked out of the building. He had walked about five steps before he mumbled under his breath. "I really wish that I had met her first."