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mash_slashAuthor: Anne Marsh
Title: Motivation
Rating: Pretty darn tame, really. Not even a kiss.
Spoilers: ep. related for Rainbow Bridge
Summary: Just a little snippet for my non-Hawk/Trap pet pairing based on Rainbow Bridge and motivation.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Feedback: Please and thank you!
It wasn't bravery. It wasn't bravery at all. Just a new kind of cowardice.
I squeezed in close to him. Near enough so as I could hold onto his wrist. The bus jolted us against each other, and he sent me worried little sidelong looks.
There wasn't a lot of talking on the bus. There wasn't a lot to say.
I don't know, maybe there was too *much* to say... I mean, I wouldn't mind telling him if it was just the captains, I don't think they'd make any kind of a big deal out of it. But with the Major around... and the driver, I don't even *know*...
"I have a map, of the area," He whispered to me, after a while, touching my leg. "So if you want, you can stick with me."
"Yeah, that would be nice. Good. Smart, I mean. I mean, I want to, sure."
"'Kay." He smiled. I squeezed his wrist and he squeezed my knee.
No, I wasn't brave. I was scared to death he might go out there without me and not come back.
They told us to stay back when we got there. Like I needed to be told not to walk up to guys with guns.
I ushered him back a step, keeping him against the bus.
"I-- I really like you, kid." I told him, keeping my head bent low near to his.
"Um... I really-- I like you, too." He touched my side, blushing a little. "Hey, we're gonna be okay, right?"
"Yeah. Sure we are. Nothing's gonna happen to you. That's why I'm here."
"Really?"
"Sure."
I might've said more, or he might have, only then something bad happned. I kept him close to the bus, a little more out-of-sight, prayed *I* wouldn't get shot for my trouble, and watched the whatever-it-was that was going on.
Then something good-- I think-- must have happened, and they called for us to come and help.
Back on the bus, I cuddled up to him while the docs worked on the men in the back. I kept an eye on them, and an eye on the driver, but no one noticed us.
I squeezed his wrist again.
---/-/---
FIN
And...
Author: Anne Marsh
Title: Eyefull
Rating: PG-ish for the suggestion of dirty deeds.
Spoiler warning: Post-ep for 'A Smattering Of Intelligence'
Pairings: Hawk/Trap, with a side of something completely different...
Summary: Someone beats Hawkeye and Trapper to the supply tent.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not mine at all. *sigh*
Feedback: please and thank you!
"This really isn't fair."
"Aw, no..." I groaned. "Who is it this time? I was looking forward to a little victory sex!"
"Yeah, after we put one over on two different intelligence organizations. Not to mention Frank." Trapper sighed.
"Let's not mention Frank." I riposted. We'd already been diverted from the heavy petting rightfully ours by incoming wounded, and now we had no place to heavily pet in!
Frank and Hot Lips started over towards the supply tent, spotted us standing outside, and pretended not to be interested in what we were interested in.
"If it's not them and it's not us--"
"And it's not us." I let out a sigh.
"It could be anyone." He shook his head. "Don't see why *they*," He jerked a thumb towards Frank and Hot Lips. "Cant just use her tent. He should move in there, we could do this in the lack of privacy of the Swamp."
"I'm peeking under the wall." I walked around to the side.
"Dirty." He snorted, following me. "I didn't know you were a voyeur when we started this thing."
"I need to know who needs to be punished for delaying my gratification." I shrugged. "You're not curious?"
"All right, all right, but-- Look, I'll stand guard..." He crossed his arms, surveying the area. "It wouldn't do for you to get brought up on charges for peeping."
I got down on my knees and lifted the edge. Then I stood up as quickly and as *silently* as possible.
"What?" Trap turned to me. "What'd you see?"
"Let's go get a drink..." I shook my head.
"Woah, you musta really got an eyeful. So who was in there?"
"Well... you know your old pal? He's cheating on that wife you introduced him to."
"Nuts. Who with?"
"Queen Victoria." I said dryly.
"Ooh." He pulled a face. "*Him*? How did *that* happen?"
"Do you wanna be the one to ask? I saw the man smash his own cast off with an x-ray machine, think of what he'd do to you."
"Good point. Ignorance is bliss. Let's go get that drink."
---/-/---
FIN
=^_^=
Anne
Title: Motivation
Rating: Pretty darn tame, really. Not even a kiss.
Spoilers: ep. related for Rainbow Bridge
Summary: Just a little snippet for my non-Hawk/Trap pet pairing based on Rainbow Bridge and motivation.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Feedback: Please and thank you!
It wasn't bravery. It wasn't bravery at all. Just a new kind of cowardice.
I squeezed in close to him. Near enough so as I could hold onto his wrist. The bus jolted us against each other, and he sent me worried little sidelong looks.
There wasn't a lot of talking on the bus. There wasn't a lot to say.
I don't know, maybe there was too *much* to say... I mean, I wouldn't mind telling him if it was just the captains, I don't think they'd make any kind of a big deal out of it. But with the Major around... and the driver, I don't even *know*...
"I have a map, of the area," He whispered to me, after a while, touching my leg. "So if you want, you can stick with me."
"Yeah, that would be nice. Good. Smart, I mean. I mean, I want to, sure."
"'Kay." He smiled. I squeezed his wrist and he squeezed my knee.
No, I wasn't brave. I was scared to death he might go out there without me and not come back.
They told us to stay back when we got there. Like I needed to be told not to walk up to guys with guns.
I ushered him back a step, keeping him against the bus.
"I-- I really like you, kid." I told him, keeping my head bent low near to his.
"Um... I really-- I like you, too." He touched my side, blushing a little. "Hey, we're gonna be okay, right?"
"Yeah. Sure we are. Nothing's gonna happen to you. That's why I'm here."
"Really?"
"Sure."
I might've said more, or he might have, only then something bad happned. I kept him close to the bus, a little more out-of-sight, prayed *I* wouldn't get shot for my trouble, and watched the whatever-it-was that was going on.
Then something good-- I think-- must have happened, and they called for us to come and help.
Back on the bus, I cuddled up to him while the docs worked on the men in the back. I kept an eye on them, and an eye on the driver, but no one noticed us.
I squeezed his wrist again.
---/-/---
FIN
And...
Author: Anne Marsh
Title: Eyefull
Rating: PG-ish for the suggestion of dirty deeds.
Spoiler warning: Post-ep for 'A Smattering Of Intelligence'
Pairings: Hawk/Trap, with a side of something completely different...
Summary: Someone beats Hawkeye and Trapper to the supply tent.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not mine at all. *sigh*
Feedback: please and thank you!
"This really isn't fair."
"Aw, no..." I groaned. "Who is it this time? I was looking forward to a little victory sex!"
"Yeah, after we put one over on two different intelligence organizations. Not to mention Frank." Trapper sighed.
"Let's not mention Frank." I riposted. We'd already been diverted from the heavy petting rightfully ours by incoming wounded, and now we had no place to heavily pet in!
Frank and Hot Lips started over towards the supply tent, spotted us standing outside, and pretended not to be interested in what we were interested in.
"If it's not them and it's not us--"
"And it's not us." I let out a sigh.
"It could be anyone." He shook his head. "Don't see why *they*," He jerked a thumb towards Frank and Hot Lips. "Cant just use her tent. He should move in there, we could do this in the lack of privacy of the Swamp."
"I'm peeking under the wall." I walked around to the side.
"Dirty." He snorted, following me. "I didn't know you were a voyeur when we started this thing."
"I need to know who needs to be punished for delaying my gratification." I shrugged. "You're not curious?"
"All right, all right, but-- Look, I'll stand guard..." He crossed his arms, surveying the area. "It wouldn't do for you to get brought up on charges for peeping."
I got down on my knees and lifted the edge. Then I stood up as quickly and as *silently* as possible.
"What?" Trap turned to me. "What'd you see?"
"Let's go get a drink..." I shook my head.
"Woah, you musta really got an eyeful. So who was in there?"
"Well... you know your old pal? He's cheating on that wife you introduced him to."
"Nuts. Who with?"
"Queen Victoria." I said dryly.
"Ooh." He pulled a face. "*Him*? How did *that* happen?"
"Do you wanna be the one to ask? I saw the man smash his own cast off with an x-ray machine, think of what he'd do to you."
"Good point. Ignorance is bliss. Let's go get that drink."
---/-/---
FIN
=^_^=
Anne
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