In A New York Minute

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In A New York Minute

Rating-Captain/ NC-17
Paring- Hawkeye/Trapper
Disclaimer-No, I don't own M*A*S*H, Trapper or Hawkeye. No I don't own The Eagles or New York Minute.
Warning! Character Deaths!

//In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute//

 

I pulled him close to me, trying to bury myself inside him. He smelled like soap, sweat and shampoo all mixed together. It was pure heaven. I ran my fingers through his curls as we kissed, it was beautiful. Our bodies fit together perfectly, as if we were meant to be one person. Our hearts pounded in rhythm as he pulled me down on top of him. I played with his nipple, licking and sucking, listening to him moan in delight, running his fingers through my hair. He sighed as I kissed my way down to his erection. He was solid and hot as I took him in my hand and started stroking, running my fingers along the shaft. He mumbled my name as thrust his hips, begging for more contact. I quickened my pace and was rewarded with a loud moan. He began to pant hard, whimpering as I moved faster. I felt him tighten against my grip and he thrust himself upward, screaming my name as hot liquid poured from him. He fell back, sighing contently and reaching out for me. I pulled him close and our lips met in a passionate embrace, tongues dancing in delight. After more kissing he felt my erection against his leg and he reached down and took me into his hand. I moaned in relief as he started stroking. “Easy, easy, I’ll get you there.” He promised as he started stroking harder. “Please, oh please, I need to come so bad!” I pleaded, whimpering softly. “Shh, it’s alright.” He whispered comfortingly as he nibbled on my neck. After a few minutes my body tightened and I saw stars as my seed came pouring from me. “Mmm!” I sighed happily as I fell back against his chest. “There, I told you I would get you there.” He crooned, grinning from ear to ear. I smiled back and pulled him in for a kiss, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth.

//Lying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wail
Somebody going to emergency
Somebody’s going to jail
If you find somebody to love in this world
You better hand on tooth and nail
The wolf is always at the door//

It was hard to believe that we’d been together for ten years now. That faithful night in the Swamp when Frank had gone to Tokyo for three days had led to ten years of absolute bliss. I knew he truly loved me when he left his wife to be with me. His two girls came to visit us several times at year at our house in Maine. I fell in love with those two little angels, both of them reminded me of their father right down to their strawberry blonde curls. They were beautiful girls and he couldn’t be more proud of them. I smiled at him as I thought about what a terrific father he was. “What are you smiling about?” He yawned. “Oh nothing, just because I love you.” I said softly. “I love you too. Happy Anniversary.” “Happy Anniversary to you too baby.” I whispered as I pulled him in for another kiss. “We’d better go get something to eat, my stomach is growling.” He said with a laugh as he got up to dress. I quickly followed suit and within a few minutes we were both dressed and ready to go. “Want me to drive?” He asked. “Nah, I will.” I said as I got behind the wheel.

//In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get a little strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute//

 

We had a great time at our favorite restaurant. We put away a lot of food and thoroughly enjoyed each others company. When we had finished desert he grabbed my hand, causing me to look up into his hazel eyes. “Hawkeye, I really do love you, I always have.” He said softly, tears running down his cheeks. “I love you too, and I always will.” I answered, rubbing his hand. “Why don’t we go back home and pick up where we left off?” He whispered huskily and I nodded in agreement, taking one last sip of my wine before following him outside. “You’d better let me drive since you had that wine.” He advised, reaching out to take the keys from me. “Yeah, you’re right.” I agreed as I handed them over and sat in the passenger seat. I turned on the radio and found a Beatles song. We both sang along, laughing hysterically and having a great time. I didn’t see the eighteen-wheeler come across the median, I didn’t hear the air horn until it was too late. All I heard was a familiar voice, screaming “Oh my God!” I knew it was his. After that it was over, my world came crashing down at my feet. I reached over and grabbed his wrist, but there was no pulse. I began to scream hysterically, begging him to wake up, begging God not to take him from me. This just couldn’t be happening, I loved him, God just couldn’t take my one true love away from me. I clung to him for dear life, my body cringing with gut wrenching sobs. When the paramedics arrived they had to pry him out of my arms and I cried out for him like a little child cries out for him mother when they took him away from me.

//And in these days
When darkness falls early
And people rush home
To the ones they love
You better take a fool’s advice
And take care of your own
One day they’re here;
Next day they’re gone//

At his funeral I couldn’t speak. I clung to the casket and it took three grown men to pull me away. When the lowered his body into the ground I wept bitterly, my heart breaking into a million pieces. Friends came to me and offered their condolences and I nodded gratefully. I loved them and hated them at the same time. I loved them for their support, but I hated them for not being able to bring him back to me. When it was all over I went back to my home, our home, and the emptiness of it echoed through my soul. I was utterly lost without him.

//I pulled my coat around my shoulders
And took a walk down through the park
The leaves were falling around me
The groaning city in the gathering dark
On some solitary rock
A desperate lover left his mark,
’baby, I’ve changed. please come back.//

I dug through the closet and pulled out the case, wiping the dust away. I opened it and pulled out the gun. It was his and I held it close to me, trying to feel his presence. I dug around in the case and found the bullets, loading one into the chamber. I held the gun against my side and lie down on the bed, sipping a martini.

//What the head makes cloudy
The heart makes very clear
The days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here
But I know there’s somebody somewhere
Make these dark clouds disappear
Until that day, I have to believe
I believe, I believe//

I picked up the picture on our nightstand, the one that was taken the day he asked me to be his forever. Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at that crooked smile, those hazel eyes, those golden curls framing his face. He was my lover, my other half, he was a part of me and I felt totally empty without him. I took one last sip of my martini and put it down on the nightstand. I clutched the picture tightly in one hand, holding it close to my heart. I held the gun in my other hand, lifting it up until it was resting against my temple. I looked toward heaven and prayed silently that he would be there waiting for me. “I love you Trapper John Xavier McIntyre.” Those were the last words I would ever utter as I pulled the trigger and went in search of my lost love.

//In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
You can get out of the rain
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute//

The End

 

Comments

[sangtheghost.livejournal.com]

It's a good story, but you should really put this behind an LJ cut.

[trapnhawksbaby.livejournal.com]

Ok, I just figured out how, lol! Thanks!