0900 in the SWAMP:

Charles and BJ were just waking up from their hangover. The party went on, even though the people it was held for where gone.

"Well, look who didn't come home last night." Said Charles, motioning to Hawkeye's bunk. "I wonder where he is?"

"Charles, he's a newly engaged man! Where do you think!" exclaimed BJ.

Charles opened his mouth to protest, but the PA system came on

"ATTENTION ALL PERSONAL, WOUNDED IN THE COMPOUND, AND CHOPPERS ON THE UPPER PAD. IT'S GOING TO BE A LONG ONE!"

"Well, time to go to work for the next 17 hours," Said BJ, pulling his boots on.

MARGARET'S TENT:

Out of the two, Hawkeye was the first to stir, thanks to the announcement. He looked down to see the blond he had fallen asleep with. He grinned remembering the night they had spent together.

"Margaret, honey," Said Hawkeye, was trying to get her up. "Honey, there's wounded in the compound."

He only heard her mummer "Do we have to?"

"Yeah, we do. Going to scrub with me?" Asked Hawkeye getting up.

"Yea. I wonder how long we'll be in there."

"It gets longer all the time"

OR

The OR was full, and more and more wounded came in. Pre-Op was full, and they were going to have to set up different palaces to keep all the wounded safe.

The doctors were working fast, hoping the casualties could be sent to Seoul or the 121st as soon as possible.

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"Scal-" Was all the more Hawkeye could get out before Margaret slapped the surgical instrument in his hand. "Boy Margaret, it's an advantage working with you. I never have to say what I want. But, do you know what I really want, Margaret?" Asked Hawkeye

"Pierce!" Said Margaret giggling "Not now!"

"Uh, would you two mind if you wouldn't talk like that? Asked Charles.

"Talk like what, Charles? Talk like me, the Koreans, the Americans, the British, people in the south, north, east and west? Talk like you, Charles?" Asked Hawkeye.

"Ah, no, Pierce, I mean talking about you and Margaret."

"Margaret, do you mind me talking about us? Asked Hawkeye.

"No" Replied Margaret, handing Hawkeye a clamp.

"See Charles? She doesn't mind"

Around 36 hours later

"Boy, was that a long one" Said Potter, yawning.

"Sure was," Agreed BJ "I know exactly what I'm doing: Going to the SWAMP, and die on my bunk."

"I am doing the same thing." Said Margaret "Except I'm not going to the SWAMP, I'm going to my tent."

"Want someone to join you, Major?" Questioned Hawkeye, giving her his trademark Smile.

"I don't care, Pierce." Said Margaret. But no fooling around.

"What ever you say, Margaret."