Hero
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Let me be your hero


Hawkeye looked at a dozing Trapper and smiled fondly�

Would you dance, if I asked you to dance
Would you run and never look back
Would you cry if you saw me crying
Would you save my soul tonight

He awoke the sleeping surgeon with a tender kiss. Arms wrapped across his back and pulled him into an embrace and began another kiss. Hawkeye ran his hands through the silky curls of his best friend, who was now quite awake, in more ways than one. He ran his hands from curls to neck, from neck to shoulders, from shoulders to hips, from hips to�

Would you tremble if I touched your lips
Would you laugh, oh please tell me this
Would you die for the one you love
Hold me in your arms tonight

A hard day in the OR. Too many human patients and too few emotional ones during the shift had wound up Hawkeye tighter than usual. Trapper could feel the tenseness of his friend�s shoulders and planted a gentle kiss on the right one, then the left one, then the neck between them.

I could be your hero baby
I could kiss away the pain
I will stand by your forever
If you can take my breath away

The cot was feeling a little cramped, so Trapper gently rolled out of it, taking Hawkeye along for the ride. He continued rolling until he was on top, planned of course.

Shirts had been removed sometime before the roll. Neither could remember when. Pants were the next to follow�.


Would you swear that you will always be mine
Would you lie, would you run and hide
Mine to be, have I lost my mind
I don�t care you�re here tonight

Bodies glistened in the moonlight and they both finally laid still, spent and exhausted.

I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by your forever
If you can take my breath away

�Hawk?�

Oh, I just want to hold you
I just want to hold you, oh yeah

Hawkeye opened his eyes, blinking away the memory, and looked up at BJ. He rubbed the sleep and tears from his eyes. �Yeah?�

�You were, uh, mumbling in your sleep. Are you okay?� He sat next to him and wrapped a friendly arm around his shoulder�one with no strings attached.

�Yeah, now I am.�


Mine to be
Have I lost my mind
I don�t care
You�re here night
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