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Margaret just sat down on the bed and stared down at the underwear. What was she supposed to do? She could yell at him, rip his head off, scream, cry, shout. But nothing would change what he had done, and it hurt. The idea of having to go through the same thing that she had with Donald only scared her.
"How easy am I to trick?" she asked herself. Thinking it through, had really expected Hawkeye to give up his old ways? He himself had even told her that you can't expect people to change themselves fro you. Of course this was a different subject, but deep down she knew that he would always be the same man. Every other man was the same way, except for BJ, but even he cheated. It made her wonder how many times he had cheated. Whether if it was with just one woman or a few women. The only person that she had never heard about straying was Colonel Potter. That's great, only one person. Out of the five married men that she knew there was only one that had never cheated, at least that she knew of. Those weren't great odds for her to find one that would stay loyal.
"I hate you," she said still staring at the underwear. She stood up and went over and picked it up. Stuffing them into her pocket, she stormed out the door and down to the living room. Her eyes red puffy, mouth wide open in disbelief. Her worst fears had become real. She again, was now alone.
"Margaret, what's wrong?" he asked as he stood up.
"Don't touch me!" she angrily snapped as he reached for her shoulder. He jumped back. This wasn't what he was used to.
"I think you know what's wrong," she said trying to keep her voice steady. Hawkeye shook his head as he tried to figure what he could've done. He was about to ask again, but figured that he better keep his mouth shut.
"I thought you were different from the others. I really did. But I guess you're exactly the same. The same as all of them! Scully, Frank, Trapper, you all do the same things! Especially Donald! I didn't think that I would have to go through that again!" Margaret yelled with tears streaming her face.
"I am different from Donald! I'm not out every night with some other girl getting drunk and leaving you on your own! If there's something wrong just tell me! Don't stand here and lecture me on how I'm like other people when I don't even know what you're talking about!" he said starting to get angry. Margaret turned her head and wiped her tears. Turning back to him, she pulled the underwear out of her pocket and held it up.
"This look familiar to you?" she asked. Hawkeye blankly stared at it. He took it from her hand and looked it over.
"No," he said shaking his head.
"Where did you get them?" he asked handing them back.
"Don't play dumb with me! What kind of idiot do you think I am?" she yelled.
"I found them in your doctor's bag! That means you obviously went to 'work' to do more then just an operation!" Margaret yelled.
"What kind of idiot do you think I am? What makes you think that I would be stupid enough to slip them in my bag and then have you carry it upstairs for me?" he asked starting to yell. Margaret just shook her head as her lip started to quiver.
"Maybe if you would have thought that through we wouldn't be here right now!" he yelled.
"Maybe if you'd think with something other then your penis once in a while you'd find it easier to stay with one person and not with every good looking woman out on the streets!" Margaret yelled.
"Oh! First it goes from one woman to multiple women! What the hell kind of man do you think I am?" he asked.
"Okay, okay, you two," Daniel said standing up and walking towards them. He could see that this was going to eventually hurt some one and he couldn't just sit back and watch a couple that he thought truly loved each other end within minutes before his eyes.
"Now I know about as much as Margaret does at this moment," he said.
"And right now I think it would be best for you two to separate for a little bit. And Hawkeye, I want to talk to you," he said coldly staring at Hawkeye.
"Why? I didn't do anything," Hawkeye argued.
"Then explain what happened and why you have some other girl's panties," he said. Hawkeye just stared down at the ground as he sighed. He honestly had no idea. Daniel closed his eyes and shook his head in disapproval. He thought of Margaret as the daughter that he never had and hated to see his son treat her like he had. He himself was never the one to jump to conclusions, but this was more then just some kind of hunch.
"Alright, why don't one of you go upstairs and the other stay down here," he said.
"I feel like I'm being treated like a little kid," Hawkeye said.
"I know, but you'll both thank me for this later," Daniel said. Hawkeye sighed and went upstairs. He hated this, but as he thought about it, he did look bad. The only thing was that he wished some one would believe him. This wasn't some small fight like he forgot her birthday or something, this was one that could actually ruin their marriage. Right now he thought the last thing that she needed was to be alone again. He again, would be leaving the mother of his child alone to raise it on their own.
Margaret went over and sat down on the couch. Daniel sigh and sat down next to her.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"I don't know," she said.
"If it helps, I know for a fact that he hasn't been with another woman. If he was this time, it's the only time," Daniel said.
"What do you mean if? I found the underwear right there. It's like finding the bloody knife in the back pocket of a murder suspect," she said. Daniel just sighed. All he wanted to do was keep the two together, unfortunately, this was not a small matter.
"It's just hard for me to believe that he would cheat on you. You should have heard him talking about you when he first got home," Daniel said in his attempt to make her feel better. Margaret just looked over at him.
"You know, Donald was excited to get married to me to. He was smiling and happy and talking about me. But when Hawkeye wanted to marry me, there was something with him. A genuine promise to stay with me. Something that I would never find with Donald. Something that meant more to me then anything Donald could ever offer. But I guess they both needed more then I could give them," Margaret said starting to cry again. Daniel just sighed as he put his hand on her shoulder.