Chapter 6

She couldn't believe that he was kissing her. She had wanted him to, she was still very in love with him. And as he kissed her she could feel all his pain and hurt and that almost scared her.

"I'm sorry," he said as they parted.

"Don't be sorry."

"No, no I shouldn't have done that, it's just....just...oh hell I don't know Margaret."

"Maybe we should leave this until tomorrow it's getting late," she said as she glanced at her watch.

"Yeah, maybe that's a good idea," he said getting up and heading to the spare room, "good night Margaret."

"Good night Hawkeye."

At three in the morning Hawkeye awoke to an unfamiliar sound, the sound of a baby crying. The sound of it scared him to the point that he had jumped out of bed. It took him a couple of minutes to figure out where he was and as he did he slowly made his way to the nursery.

"Hi." She said as she spotted him at the door, and she could see his was looking very nervously at her and the baby. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I just though I'd make sure he was okay."

"Why don't you hold him and I'll go get him a bottle." she said handing him to Hawkeye.

"Sure, sure."

"Okay I'll be right back."

"So..." he said watching as the small child looked at him intensely, "do you come here often?" He was terrified and hoped that Margaret would show up soon. "In case you haven't heard I'm your dad, but I'm sure everyone knew that before me," he was beginning to ramble as she walked through the door.

"Here you go" she said as she passed the bottle to Hawkeye.

"Um..you're uh.. Probably better at this than me."

"Nonsense you can do this."

"Margaret I really don't know-"

"Here I'll help you," she said as she took his hand that held the bottle and angled it near the child's mouth as he began to drink it, and it wasn't long before he was starting to fall back to sleep, and she smiled as Hawkeye too was starting to doze off. She very quietly removed him from Hawkeye's arms and placed him in his crib and covered Hawkeye with one of the blankets and went back to her own bed.

The next morning Hawkeye was again awoken by the sound of a baby crying as he got up and picked up the baby and knocked on Margaret's door. There was no answer so he walked in and softly calling her name as she began to stir.

"Margaret can you help me with this," he pleaded.

"Good morning to you too," she said half joking.

"Margaret" he pleaded.

"Okay okay I'm up."

Margaret got up changed the baby and started to make breakfast as Hawkeye and the baby sat at the table. She could see he was obviously uncomfortable with him still but hoped that would change in time. She knew not to push him due to the incident on the bus.

"So how long are you staying?" She asked.

"I don't know I really haven't thought that far ahead."

"Well did you want to go shopping with me today?" she asked hoping to take advantage of having him around doing family things. Hawkeye of course cringed at the sound of the word shopping but decided that any time spent with Margaret was a million times better than the time he spent alone at home.

"Sure, why not." He said smiling.

Just then the phone rang.

"Hello," Margaret said as she answered it wondering who could be calling.

"Hello Margaret, is Hawkeye there?"

"Yeah just one second, Hawkeye it's BJ" she said as she handed him the phone.

"Hey Beej, what's up?"

"Hawk.. um I don't know how to say this.."

"Just say it."

"Okay.. I just got a call from Charles... You're father's had a heart attack and is at Boston Mercy."

"Oh my god is he all right?"

"He's stable now...but"

"I gotta go Beej I gotta go get the next plane." he said as he literally dropped the phone and started packing. Margaret hung up the phone and went to talk to Hawkeye to see what was going on and why he was leaving so suddenly.


"Sorry Margaret I gotta go."

"What's wrong?" She asked very concerned about the way he was acting.

"My dad's sick." He said with tears in his eyes, "he's had a heart attack, I got to go see him."

"I'll come with you."

"You don't have to." He said really hoping she would.

"No it's okay I'll get someone to cover for me at work and I'll drop off Ben at my sister's, she lives just 2 blocks away."

And with that they got everything sorted and left for Boston. When they finally landed and neared the hospital Hawkeye appeared to get more and more restless. As they got to the hospital he was almost jumping out of his skin to get into the hospital and as he got to his father's room he was not prepared to see his father with tubes going in and out of him and he was still not conscious.

"I shouldn't have left." He said barely loud enough for Margaret to hear.

Just then Charles came over to him.

"Hello Pierce."

"How is he?" Were the only words he could get out.

"Right now all we can do is wait and see." He said looking down.

"Can I go in and see him?"

"Of course."

Hawkeye went in the room and sat next to his father. He couldn't believe all this was happening. "Please don't leave me." He said in a voice not above a whisper.

To be continued...

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