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Hawkeye awoke to someone knocking on his door. He knew it wasn't Margaret. In the mornings, she either used her own key, or used the door between their rooms, which was left unlocked during the night.

Hawkeye climbed out of bed. "Coming!" he called. He grabbed his robe off of the chair by his bed and put it on, then turned on the lamp beside his bed. He blinked. Today was a bad day. He could already tell. He could hardly see anything.

Hawkeye shuffled to the door. "Who is it?" he called through the door.

"Room Service," was the reply. Hawkeye frowned. He hadn't ordered room service. "Just a minute!" he called. He then made his way over to the door connecting his room to Margaret's. He knocked on the door to warn her, and then opened it. "Margaret?" he called softly. When he didn't get an answer, he closed the door with a sigh and went back to his own door.

Just as he reached the door, the person knocked again. "Room Service!" came the call once again.

"I didn't order room service," he replied. He frowned. That voice sounded very familiar, but he couldn't place it.

"Is this Hawkeye Pierce?" the person on the other side of the door asked. "If it is, then Miss Houlihan said to tell you that she ordered room service for you."

"Just a minute. Let me unlock the door," said Hawkeye, fumbling with the chain. When he finally got the door unlocked, he opened it. "Come in," he said. "Just set it on the table by the bed."

The person stepped into the room, but didn't do as directed.

"Is something wrong?" Hawkeye asked.

"Don't you recognize an old friend?" the person asked.

Hawkeye stepped closer to the person and flicked on the light in the room. He blinked a few times, the looked at the visitor again. "BJ?" he asked. "What are you doing here?" Hawkeye threw his arms around his friend and laughed.

"I came to see you." Colonel Potter called me and told me that he was coming to visit, so I decided I would, too. Kind of a mini-reunion, you might say."

"I can't believe you're here! What about Peg? Is she here? And Erin, what about her? Did she come?"

"No, they didn't come. Erin's in school now, you know. We couldn't just take her out and leave. Boy, I wish you could meet her, Hawk. She's grown so much! She's in 3rd grade now."

"Erin is in 3rd grade? What happened to that little girl you showed me pictures of over in Korea?"

"She grew up, Hawk. She's growing up so fast. I knew that she'd grow up fast, but I didn't know it'd be this fast."

"Time sure does fly, doesn't it, Beej," Hawkeye said almost wistfully. "You know, there's times when a few months can seem like a thousand years, and there's other times when it can seem like just a few seconds."

BJ knew that Hawkeye wasn't talking about Erin. He was talking about his eyesight. "Talk to me, Hawkeye. How bad is it? I know it's bad. You couldn't even see well enough to recognize me when I first came in."

"It's bad, Beej. It's real bad. Some days it's better than others, but even on the good days I can't make out any details or features. On the worst days, I can't see anything at all. It's all happening so fast, BJ."

BJ was surprised with how oddly at peace his friend seemed with it. "How are you doing with it, Hawk? Are you really as okay with it as you seem?"

"Yes, I really am. I know that must surprise you. It surprises me sometimes. I've changed since Korea, BJ. In more ways than one." Hawkeye added.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll find out soon enough," replied Hawkeye.

Just then Margaret knocked on the door between their rooms, and then opened it. "Hi, BJ." she said, walking over to them.

BJ picked her up and swung her around. "Margaret! You look as beautiful today as you did in Korea. Well, maybe a little more beautiful, considering you're not dressed in olive drab anymore," he joked.

"Thanks, BJ. You look nice, too. I see you kept that cheesy mustache of yours."

"I sure did. I kind of grew attached to it. Peg didn't like it at first, but it grew on her. Erin gets mad at me when I tease her about shaving it off. She said I wouldn't be her daddy if I didn't have my moustache."

Margaret and Hawkeye laughed. "It would seem weird to see you without it," Hawkeye agreed. Ha placed his arm around Margaret. "How about we go join Colonel Potter for breakfast?"

BJ agreed, so the three of them trooped to the elevator and went downstairs to the lounge, where Colonel Potter was waiting.

"Hunnicutt!" Colonel Potter exclaimed when he saw BJ.

"Hello, Colonel," BJ replied, giving him a hug. "You don't realize how much you've missed people until you haven't seen them for awhile. It's good to see you again, Colonel."

"It sure is, Hunnicutt, it sure is."

"Not to break up the reunion or anything, but how about we all go get some breakfast," suggested Margaret, taking Hawkeye's arm and leading him towards the hotel's conference room.

"Where are we going?" Hawkeye asked.

"You'll see," Margaret replied secretively.

When they arrived in front of the conference room, Margaret commanded, "Close your eyes."

When Hawkeye had complied, she signaled for BJ to open the doors. He did so, the helped Margaret lead Hawkeye into the room. "Okay, you can open them now," Margaret said.

Right before Hawkeye opened his eyes, he heard several people shout, "Surprise!" When he opened his eyes, he was shocked. All of his close friends from the 4077th was in the room. Klinger was there, along with Radar, Nurse Kelley, Father Mulchahy, and Sidney. Of course, Colonel Potter, Charles, and Trapper were there as well, along with Nurse Able and several other nurses.

"What are you all doing here?" Hawkeye asked, confused.

Margaret explained. "I knew how much you wanted to see all of your friends from the 4077th before you went completely blind, and I also knew that at the rate your blindness is progressing, there's no way you would be able to do that. Charles got this brilliant idea to bring everyone to you. This way you can still see everyone. I know it's not exactly what you wanted, but it was a good excuse for a reunion." Margaret would have kept rambling on, but Hawkeye stopped her.

"This is more than I could have hoped for. Thank you. When I found out that my blindness was progressing faster than they originally thought it would, I pretty much gave up hope that I'd be able to see everyone. This is more than I could have ever hoped for. This is even better than my original plan. Not only do I get to see everyone, but I get to see them all at the same time. Thank you all so much for coming." Hawkeye fought to keep his emotions under control. He had given up all hope of seeing everyone before he went blind. He never would have imagined something like this happening.

Father Mulchahy was the first to speak after Hawkeye's speech. "We were all so saddened when we heard that you were going blind, Hawkeye. When Margaret called and told me, and then told me of her plan, there was no way I was going to turn this opportunity down. It's been so long since we've all seen each other. I'm just sorry that it had to be under these circumstances."

When Father Mulchahy was done speaking, the reunions began. Most of them had had time to great each other before Hawkeye came down, but some of them, such as Father Mulchahy and Klinger, had gotten there at the last minute.

After a few minutes, a knock sounded at the door and some of the hotel staff entered, bringing the food that Charles had ordered.

Once everyone was busy eating, Hawkeye turned to Margaret. "How long have you been planning this?"

Margaret smiled. "Charles gave me the idea yesterday morning while you and Trapper were talking. I didn't know that everyone would get here this quickly. Yesterday on the phone, most of them told me they wouldn't be able to get here until the afternoon. BJ came to my room right before he went to yours, and he told me that everyone was here already. Evidently, Charles called everyone back after I called them and asked if they could be here by this morning. He planned all of this," Margaret said, motioning to all of the food.

"Hawkeye, what are you going to do now?" Radar asked. When everyone got quiet, Radar realized that he probably shouldn't have asked such a question. "Sorry, Hawkeye. You don't have to answer that," he said, embarrassed.

"That's okay, Radar. I don't mind. In answer to your question, I was thinking about being an eye doctor," Hawkeye joked.

Everyone laughed. When they had gotten quiet again, he said, "Actually, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I'm still thinking about that. I'd like to go back to Crabapple Cove, but there's not a whole lot there. Right now, I'd still like to travel around and visit all of you. I'd love to meet your families."

"How are you going to travel around the country with your vision the way it is?" Sidney asked.

"I'm going to ask someone to travel with me," Hawkeye replied.

"Who is it?" asked Colonel Potter. "Do we know him?"

"Actually, it's not a him. It's a her." Hawkeye stated. "And yes, you know her."

Everyone looked confused. They couldn't think of anyone that they all knew that would be willing to travel with Hawkeye.

"Have you asked her?" Radar wondered.

"As a matter of fact, I haven't."

"Well, why not?" Klinger wanted to know. "Shouldn't you ask her before you just assume that she'll be willing to travel with you?"

"You're right, Klinger. I should ask her. As a matter of fact, I'm going to ask her right now."

Hawkeye got up out of his chair and went around the table to Margaret, who was sitting across from him. When he reached her side, he dropped down on one knee.

"Margaret Houlihan, I love you. Will you travel with me?"

Everyone in the room except for Colonel Potter, BJ, and Trapper, who already knew about the romance going on between Hawkeye and Margaret, started laughing, thinking it was a joke. Hawkeye wanted Margaret to travel with him? The Margaret Houlihan that he always fought with over in Korea? Surely he must be joking. The laughter quickly stopped, however, when Margaret gave her answer.

"Yes, Ben, I will travel with you."

Hawkeye jumped up, pulled Margaret out of her chair, picked her up, and swung her around. "I love you, Margaret Houlihan!" he shouted.

Margaret laughed. "I love you, too, Ben. Now put me down!" she demanded.

Hawkeye obeyed. After Margaret's feet were firmly on the ground again, he gave her a kiss.

By this time, everyone in the room was pretty sure that this wasn't just another one of Hawkeye's jokes. However, only Colonel Potter, BJ, and Sidney had caught on to the fact that Hawkeye wasn't just asking Margaret to travel with him, he was asking her to marry him.

Colonel Potter was the first to speak. "Congratulations, kids. When's the wedding going to be?"

Everyone else finally caught on. "Congratulations, Hawkeye, Major." Klinger said.

Margaret laughed. "We're not in the army anymore, Klinger." she scolded. "You don't have to call me Major now."

"Sorry, Major…I mean Margaret. I guess it's just an old habit." he replied.

"When is the wedding going to be, Hawk?" BJ asked.

Hawkeye thought for a moment, then suggested, "How about right now?"

"Right now?" Margaret exclaimed. "Nothing's ready! I don't have a dress, there's no cake-"

Hawkeye cut her off. "Who cares about any of that? All of our friends are here, and the Father can perform the ceremony. That is, if it's okay with you, Father." he said, turning to Father Mulchahy.

"Of course it's okay with me! There's nothing I'd enjoy more than being able to merry the two of you." he stated.

Hawkeye turned back to Margaret. "See, then? It's all settled. And about the dress, I don't care what you're wearing. You can wear your bathrobe for all I care." Hawkeye's look turned pleading. "Please, Margaret," he said more softly. "I want to marry you now, while I can still see you."

Margaret understood then. He wanted to marry her before he went completely blind. "Okay, Ben. We can get married now. I still wish I at least had a better dress on."

Nurse Able spoke up then. "Maj-, I mean Margaret, we're about the same size. I have a new dress that I bought yesterday evening right after I got here. You can wear it."

"But I couldn't take your clothes!" Margaret exclaimed. 'Especially not something you just bought."

"I don't mind. It'll be my wedding gift to you and Hawkeye. Please, Margaret?"

After a little bit of convincing from Nurse Able and several of the other nurses, Margaret gave in. "Fine, I'll wear it. Thank you."

When Margaret left with the rest if the nurses to go get changed, BJ turned to Hawkeye. "What are you going to do about rings? You haven't had a chance to buy any."

Hawkeye laughed. "Don't worry, I already have them," he said, pulling them out of his pocket and showing them to everyone.

"When did you get those?" Trapper asked.

"They were my parents' wedding rings," Hawkeye said quietly. "Dad and I have the same size of finger, and if I've guessed right, so do Mom and Margaret."

Everyone was quiet for a few minutes before Charles spoke up. "You can't possible get married in those rags," he said. "Don't you have any nicer clothes?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. I have a brand new suit that I bought right before I left Crabapple Cove. I can wear that." Hawkeye said.

"Well, come on, then. Let's hurry up and go get you changed before the girls come back," BJ said.