I know it's a short chapter but hey! I'll have another one soon as possible. Thanks for all the reviews.

It wasn't even late afternoon by the time both Hawkeye and BJ had found their way back to the swamp with their rounds finished and nothing else left to do, so they had called over Sydney for a game of cards. He had happily accepted. Klinger had stopped by a few minutes later and also joined them.

"I see your ten and raise you another." He said confidently, placing more money onto the table.

"You're gonna be broke before you can order any more new material." Hawkeye said joking.

"Not with these beauties." He said, waving his handful of cards.

"Sure, sure." Hawkeye said, unconvinced.

The flap to the tent opened, emitting a staggering, drunk Winchester. As he plonked himself onto his bunk, he finally noticed the company sitting around the table.

"What is going on here?" He asked, his voice slurring.

"We're having a tea party, sorry you're not invited." Hawkeye answered.

"Baah." Was the response Winchester gave before falling back down onto his bed.

After a few minutes silence BJ asked Sydney, "so how's the girl?"

Sydney gave him a searching look before deciding to say anything. "I'm not completely sure what to make of her, but one thing I am sure about is that she doesn't belong here."

"Then were does she belong?" Klinger asked, looking up from his cards.

"You're not thinking a foster home?" BJ inquired.

"The only thing I've managed to get from her is her first name. That's not much to go on. I don't even think she knows if she has a family. The best place for her to go at the present would be in a hospital care facility." Sydney thought.

"You mean a nut house?" Klinger supplied.

Sydney smiled lightly as an answer.

"So she hasn't said anything else?" BJ questioned.

"What did you do last night? Have a staring competition?" Hawkeye asked.

"She told me about her dream." Sydney finally answered.

"She had a nightmare, who doesn't in times like these?" BJ shrugged.

Sydney paused for a moment before continuing on. "She told me she saw death, not in the fields, but here, at humble MASH 4077. She seems convinced the enemies coming here."

There was silence. This news seemed preposterous, considering they would be informed if the enemy was becoming too close. They would have to 'bug out'.

"And what do you think?" Hawkeye folded his cards down.

"There's something odd about her," was his answer. Deciding they'd talked enough on the subject, he flipped over his hand. "Gin."

River was lying sound asleep, her mind drifting into the skies, her head filled with thoughts of what she called home. But her thoughts alone were short lived. She could hear the rumbling in the ground, the tremors in the dirt. They were coming closer, and they couldn't stay here. Sitting up gasping, she called out to the room, waking some of those beside her own bed.

BJ who was on his shift at that time rushed to her side, discarding the chart of another he was holding.

"Hey, hey, it's okay." He tried calming her, wrapping his arms around her as she took in deep breaths to calm herself. "It's okay, your safe here."

"No, no." She shook her head furiously from side to side. "There're coming, they won't stop."

"Who? Who's coming?" BJ asked, pulling back slightly to give her some room. It was then that BJ saw her change. Sydney had said something about it, instant mood changers were not a good sign. Her body had stopped rocking, her eyes cleared of any tears that had been lurking behind them. She turned her haunting eyes at him, an all knowing smile playing about her lips.

"Won't see tomorrow. Won't be here." She said.

BJ couldn't shift his gaze and couldn't stop himself from asking. "Why?"

"Everybody dies." Her eyes left his, staring out of the window on the other side of the tent. "Everybody dies." She whispered.