~I am SO sorry its been such a long time. There's going to be a sequel, so I present to you.... Dun dun duuuuun, The End.

The weeks passed by slowly, Sara's wounds healed and Henry allowed her to go back working in surgery. Hawkeye sent a letter to his father explaining that he had adopted Sara, it was a freezing December day when the reply came.

"Mail!" Radar yelled as he entered the Swamp, "Got a letter for you Hawkeye." He tossed the letter on to Hawkeye who was laying on his cot, Sara and Trapper were busy playing poker.

"You can't win Trap," Sara said, "Nothing can beat this hand..."

"Bah, I still think your cheating..." The man muttered as he squinted at his cards.

Hawkeye grinned and ripped open the letter:

-Dear Hawkeye

You adopted Sara? You're actually going to take care of her, raise her? Good lord what has the war done to you? I'm just kidding, I'm glad to hear that I have a grand daughter, adopted or otherwise. I was beginning to worry that I'd never have someone to spoil...-

Hawkeye rolled his eyes, just like his father, he went back to the letter.

If something should happen and she has to come back to the US, don't worry. She can come stay with me until you get home, but from what I've heard it will be hard to make her leave the 4077th. Give my regards to Trapper John and, Sara, Frank Burns, Colonel Blake and Radar. I';m sure I'll be hearing from you soon...

Hawkeye smiled and put the letter down just as Sara produced a winning hand, Trapper moaned and looked around the Swamp for something he could gamble with.

"Forget it," Hawkeye said, "You can't win it back Trap, you should know that by now."

'Attention all personnel! Incoming wounded in the compound and the upper pad, Will both shifts please go to the or immediately, It's going to be a long haul people.'

Sara and Hawkeye groaned in unison while Trapper quickly switched the cards around.

"Didn't we just get off a shift?" Hawkeye asked as he jabbed one foot into a army boot.

"Yup," Trapper replied and he looked around for his coat, "Oh well..."

The short walk to the Pre Op room was met with laughs, smiles and jokes. Sara paused at Hawkeye and Trapper entered the Pre op.

"Hey Kiddo," Hawkeye called, "You coming?"

Sara grinned broadly, "Yeah, I'll be there in a sec." She stood in the open as the cool Korean night air brushed lightly past her. The first star of the night peaked out from behind a cloud and twinkled brightly. The moon hung in the sky like a silver orb in a sea of sparkles. Sara breathed in the fresh air and sighed, it was good to be home... even if it was a dump.

-Truth being...- she thought to herself, -I know in my heart, this place will created the best and worse memories of my entire life.-

There came a cry of laughter from the pre op ward.

-And boy am I glad my heart is always telling the truth.-

Her heart told her one thing, but her soul said another.

The End?