Sarah knocked on Father Mulchahy's tent and rubbed the back of her neck. This was the day she had been dreading since she joined the army. Mulchahy opened his tent door and smiled at her.

"Come on in, my child." Sarah smiled sadly at the priest and hurried into the tent. Sarah rubbed her hands nervously and paced in the tent. Father Mulchahy smiled at her. "Calm yourself and sit down here, Sarah. Tell me all about your…problem."

Sarah sank into the nearest chair, as Mulchahy perched on the edge of his bed. "Well, Father, it all began when I got a letter from a friend who was serving in Korea. She told me about her life here and all the people she healed and saved. It was at that moment I knew I wanted to be surgeon in a MASH unit."

Mulchahy looked puzzled. "Well, Sarah, .you of course know my real are you pretending to be a man?"

Sarah's lips tightened. "My friend told me about the way women are treated over here. Father, look at the way that doctors like Pierce and Hunnicutt treat the nurses around here? They see them simply as objects to watch and whistle at. If I came here as a woman I would get treated differently and ogled. I do not want extra attention just because of my gender. I am a person not an object!" Sarah was standing by now and looked down at Mulchahy breathing hard.

The Father stood up and took Sarah's hand. " I do understand where you are coming from, believe me, their manners leave something to be desired, but are you sure this is the way to get what you want?"

Sarah looked at Mulchahy pleadingly. "Please Father, I will not ask much, just keep my secret." Mulchahy smiled. "Hey, I'm a priest, it's my job."

Erik sighed. "Well, I guess that the masquerade continues, good-bye Sarah, hello Erik." He walked into the Swamp and sat down on his bunk.

BJ was lying on his bunk reading a letter. He glanced over at Erik and smiled. "Hello Captain America, how are the old stars and stripes today?" Erik looked at BJ with tired tolerance.

"Captain Hunnicutt..BJ...I am really not in the mood to be attacked in my own tent, please just leave me alone."

BJ looked at Erik in shock. "Wow, you are nothing like Frank are you? Aren't you going to chew me out the way you did Hawkeye? Hey, I hate this war too."

Erik smiled at BJ. "I don't hate either you or Captain Pierce. I just want to make a good impression here and show everyone that I am here to help, not to fool around."

BJ smiled at Erik and walked over to his bunk. "Erik, look I haven't been here as long as Hawkeye. He has had a lot of crap to deal with over the past two years. He doesn't mean to be angry or bitter, he is just tired and frustrated like the rest of us."

Erik smiled at BJ. "Thank you.I really mean it..I would like to get to know you guys, without the attitude…" He looked around the tent. "Where is he anyways?.Its getting late." He glanced at his watch and noted it was 9:00 pm.

BJ nearly fell off his bunk in laughter. " You really think we sleep here don't you?..Hawk is probably either in the officer's club under a table or in the supply closet under a nurse."

This made Erik smile a little, BJ gasped. "Well well.a smile and everything...careful may just like staying here here!"

Erik sighed and left the tent after saying a quick goodbye to BJ. "We'll see...we'll see.."