Once Frank was out of earshot, Sarah let lose on a long string of foul words and empty threats, while at the same time, throwing around half her room, smashing a glass against the door of her tent in the process. Then she just collapsed on the bed. She stared at the mess, not seeing anything except Frank's smug face. He had her under his thumb, and God knows what he had planned. She had to keep cool though she thought as she cleaned up the effects of her temper tantrum; she stuck to her original plan of grabbing a shower and going to see Hawkeye. Well, at least there are no casualties or anything to worry about she thought as she slid on her robe and grabbed her shower gear, ready for a long, hot shower.
Walking over to the showers, she stopped and chatted with Muchahey and Klinger for a little while, and then she walked into the woman's shower, thankful it was empty. After her shower, she cursed the fact that the water was sub arctic as she gathered her things to head back to her tent to change.
Once ready, she headed off to the Swamp. Halfway there, however, the loudspeakers suddenly blared across the camp. "Attention all personnel, wounded are coming in by chopper and ambulance. All doctors prepare for triage and O.R." Sarah ran to the O.R, sighing. Oh well, so much for her night alone with Hawkeye.
That night seemed to last for weeks, the wounded would just not stop coming in. As far as Sarah could gather, a village was hit by enemy fire, as was a MASH unit nearby. The wounded were of all ages and it really pained you to see the small and the old suffering the way they did. No one deserves to be in that much pain, No One.
Sarah had never seen such conditions to work in before. She tried her best to keep up with the rest of the doctors around her but soon the screams of pain and pleas for help got to her and she stopped after her 34th patient. Turning to the Margaret, who was assisting her during the last particularly gruesome episode, she looked blankly at her. "I think..I can't handle this...I am ." and with that, she just fell to the side and everything went black.
She woke up in the O.R ready room with a concerned pair of blue eyes looking into hers, "Sarah? .Are you alright now?"
Smiling weakly up at Hawkeye, she nodded and tried to sit up. "I feel like such a novice, Hawk. I have never fainted in surgery before and I guess that makes me look pretty pathetic."
Hawkeye smiled and shook his head. "What you did in there was amazing for your first day ever in dealing with meatball surgery. I mean, come on Sarah, it's not like these are the most ideal condition we have to work here and the work is never done. Besides, most of the kids we have in here normally faint after their 10th patient, you lasted to number 34. That is something to be proud of!"
Sarah shrugged and nodded as Frank Burns came in and smirked at the two of them. "Well well, our newest doctor has a little problem with the conditions here? How sad.. maybe she should be a nurse."
Hawkeye turned to Frank about to say something, Sarah grabbed his arm and smiled at Frank painfully. "Yes sir, I am sorry won't happen again Major. Burns"
Hawkeye looked at Sarah incredulously and then at Frank. "What the hell is your problem Frank? Get off her case and get lost before I perform a little unnecessary meatball surgery right now!"
Frank stuck his tongue out at Hawkeye and smirked at Sarah. "See you around, Captain. Marlowe."
Hawkeye looked at Sarah, taking off his scrubs from surgery. "You confuse the hell out of me, you know that Sarah?" Sarah frowned a little as Hawkeye continued. "You were fully on you're way to treating Frank the way he deserves and now you are back tracking? What gives?"
Sarah shook her head, climbing out of her OR scrubs. "Not right now Hawkeye. I can't handle this, right now."
Hawkeye looked at her and sighed. "Fine. C'mon lets get you back to your tent.."
Sarah shrugged. "Well, it is almost sunrise. I would like to look at it before I go to .would you like to watch it with me?"
Hawkeye stopped and looked down at her. "You know…I really would actually."
Sarah smiled and hooked her arm through Hawkeye's and the two walked outside. They strolled over to the edge of camp as the sun was just begging to rise, casting a golden light over the countryside. Sarah smiled and leaned against Hawkeye watching the sun over the field.
"The peace of the early morning is so refreshing. Poetic almost." Sarah commented as she looked out over the war torn countryside. "Despite the awful surrounding, beauty can appear.."
Hawkeye turned to Sarah, and placed his hand softly on the side of her face, opening his mouth to say something. Sarah put her finger to his lips.
"Right now, kiss me, talk later." Hawkeye smiled under her finger and took her hand away from his mouth gently and moved in to kiss her.