I must say this story is doing a hell of a lot better then I thought it would and it pains me to announce its coming end. Though all things must eventually finish, I will miss this story when it does. Thank you for all the support! And now, back to the story.

Mulcahy had volunteered to head up to the caves to inform the rest of the MASH unit that the danger had passed. No doubt Colonel Potter would be one of the first back down to figure out what the hell had happened. In the mean time, BJ was keeping a close eye on Hawkeye, while Sydney tried talking to River, hoping she would explain something, anything else.

"I can't help you unless you let me." He said, sitting next to her outside post-op, away from the bodies, there lifeless eyes staring back at them. Both Sydney and BJ had sifted through them, seeing if there was anyone there they could help, both those who were still alive, where too far gone, there wounds far too serious. There was nothing they could do.

"But you can't help me, no matter how much you try. I don't belong here." River replied.

"You're not quite right. You know that don't you."

River turned to him, unsmiling and knowing.

"I don't know how you just managed to take out 70 or so trained soldiers with weapons pointed your way, but somehow you did." He tried again. "Is it much to want to know why?"

"They put things in my head. Stuck in needles and pocked around." She raised her hands to her head, as if trying to protect herself from an enemy he couldn't see.

"Hey, hey. It's alright." Sydney calmed her, taking in what she had said.

At that moment BJ appeared, the tent doors swishing behind him as he joined them.

"He'll be fine, just resting now." He responded at Sydney's unasked question.

"That's good." Was all he managed to say.

"You saved all our lives back there River." BJ turned his attention towards the girl. "And from what I've been told, it wasn't pretty."

River didn't respond. She didn't know what to say. They didn't understand, there knowledge of the human body only went so far. In their standards, the brain wasn't even charted. She knew she couldn't say anything, this was her burden to carry, knowledge. She stood from their company and began wondering the grounds silently, headed in no real direction; she just needed some time to think alone.

Sydney and BJ stayed seated, questions burning inside both of them.

"I think maybe this is just something we can't understand. She's not a normal girl." Sydney finally let out.

"It's something to do with her brain, isn't it?" BJ thought.

"That's what I'm guessing." Sydney whispered back.

"We barely know what goes on up there." BJ shook his head. "You don't think there's someone out there playing around in innocent children's heads do you?"

"It's a scary thought to think. But I think, right now, they would go pretty much unnoticed."

"Yeah. What with the war going on, they've got a good something for others to be distracted in."

Stretching his legs from the cramping position he looked towards the caves where more then likely, his CO was already on his journey back to camp.

"How are we going to explain this?" Sydney asked, his eyes unmoving from the body lying in an awkward position on the ground a few metres away from them.

BJ simply shrugged.

It was then that he saw River's form ducking behind a hill a little to his right, away from the position of the incoming MASH unit. From the looks of it, she was on her way outta here.

Saying nothing, but promptly running her way, Sydney too stood and followed him, not having seen what BJ saw. When they reached her, BJ grabbed a hold of her arms, forcing her to look at him.

"Are you crazy? What? You want to find your self another fight, because that's what your running into."

Sydney caught up to them, and began prying BJ's fingers from River.

"NO! I can't stay here. He'll come and he'll find me."

"Who? Who's coming now?" BJ was yelling now.

"Flagg. White in the stone." She shook, trembling in his grasp.

"You mean Colonel Flagg?" Sydney asked, managing to get BJ to let go.

River nodded slowly.

"How can you know that?" BJ injected. "How did you know about those soldiers? How did you know about that man would die?"

River was shaking her head sinking to the ground. "I can't. I can't. I can't." She mumbled over and over.

And then for what seemed like the thousand time that day, another shot, meant for death volleyed into their company, and impacted with something very solid and alive.