Radar peered through the window to look inside the OR. Hawkeye was laying on one of the tables, his head pillowed by an arm. He winced. �What are you doing?�
�I thought you didn�t want to know?� Potter asked.
�I don�t.�
�Then I won�t tell you.�
BJ pushed past Radar to enter the room. Radar took a look at Jo�an, then casually took a few steps away from her.
Hawkeye wondered it was who came to get a look at his foot this time. First it was Margaret, then Father Mulcahy had joined Potter and Frank. He heard a gasp, then an �Oh my!�
�Is my foot dancing or something?� Annoyed at being ignored, he opened his eyes. �BJ!� He sat up and tried to get off the table. Potter and Margaret held him back, no doubt that he would forget he couldn�t walk on his foot.
BJ ran over to his friend and gave him a big hug, not wanting to ever let go again.
Margaret passed the gauze for Hawkeye�s foot to BJ. Together with the Father, Frank and Colonel, they left the two alone. Potter paused when he saw the Korean woman, still armed. �Who the Hell are you?�
BJ�s eyes widened. �Jo�an! Be back in a sec, Hawk.�
�Jo�an came?�
He pushed past Frank before he could �sacrifice� himself, yeah right, to save everyone from the harmless armed woman. Maybe he was just bracing himself to run? �Colonel, she is with me. Saved my life. Hawk�s too from what I gather.�
�That so? We�ll get her some looking after. Now, go tend to Pierce before he tries to walk over here and find you.�
BJ needed no further encouraging.
***
Hawkeye was trying to wrap the bandage around his foot. He was not having an easy time of it. His whole leg hurt too much to support it against anything. When BJ came back in, Hawkeye laid back down, exhausted. �Hello, stranger.� He closed his eyes, happy to have everything back to normal.
�Hawk, what the Hell happened to your foot??�
Normal except that. �Long story. Now kiss me or fix it.�
�Radar is watching.�
�Damn.�
BJ pulled up a stool and started wrapping the wound. �When did you get back?�
�Sometime last night.�
�Eaten anything?�
�Too busy having a reunion with your empty cot.�
�Well, then.� BJ finished taping the gauze in place. �Off to the mess tent!� With that, he scooped Hawkeye up in his arms and strolled from the OR.
�Not to knock a free ride, but I can walk, Beej.�
***
Radar sat across from the Captains and watched them shovel food into their mouths. Jo�an also watched them. �They always hungry like this?� she asked as Colonel Potter joined the table.
�Are they still eating?� the Colonel asked.
Radar nodded. His own plate of food had vanished awhile ago. All he saved was a piece of lettuce before BJ pulled the tray over to replace his empty one.
BJ stretched. �Now I am ready for dinner!�
�Hey, Frank,� Hawkeye said as the Major walked by.
�What?� he snipped.
�We missed you?� his eyes narrowed in mischief.
�I�ll bet!� Frank kept his eyes on them, not daring to turn his back as he walked away. This caused him to run into the doors. He jumped like he had been bitten, then ran off amid the snickering.
Once Hawkeye had calmed down from the Burns Entertainment, he turned to Jo�an. �What are you going to do now? Can you stay for a little while?�
�Yeah,� BJ added. �We have to find a way to repay you for your help?�
�I can stay?� she asked Colonel Potter.
He nodded. �For awhile. Indefinitely if you can find a local job.�
Hawkeye snapped his fingers. �Rosie�s! I can talk her into letting Jo�an help out there!�
�She has plenty of girls. What makes you think she will take her in?� Potter asked.
�She can refuse me nothing! Especially if I limp in there��
�You need to keep off that leg, Pierce.�
�BJ, can I lean on you?�
�Anytime.�
Fin