July 11, 1953. Sixteen Days Until Armistice.

Klinger absently reached for the ringing phone, reluctant to turn his eyes from the magazine he'd borrowed from Hawkeye.

"4077th, Klinger," he said. "Tokyo General? Yes? Dr. Winchester or Major Houlihan? Let me see if I can find them, hang on a sec."

He ran to the door that faced the compound and looked around. He saw Hawkeye.

"Captain Pierce!"

Hawkeye stopped and turned toward Klinger. "Yeah?"

"Do you know where Majors Winchester or Houlihan are? Tokyo General's on the phone, they said they need to talk to either one."

"Hang on, Klinger, I'll get them! Don't let them go anywhere and do NOT let them talk to anyone!"

He ran to the Swamp, where Charles and Margaret were playing cards.

He whispered through the netting, "Tokyo General!"

The two threw their cards down and ran after Hawkeye.

They burst into Klinger's office, and Charles checked to see if Potter was in.

"Where's Colonel Potter?"

"He's bringing Sophie for her morning run down by the river."

"Excellent. You're dismissed, Sergeant."

"What?" Klinger exclaimed. Being dismissed from his OWN OFFICE?

"KLINGER!" Margaret screeched. He knew that tone of voice, and made tracks.

Margaret looked at Charles. He kissed her cheek and handed her the receiver.

"Yes, this is Major Margaret Houlihan... Yes..." She smiled, turning to Charles, giving him a thumbs up. "Thank you so much for calling!"

She turned to Charles and before she could respond he plucked her into his arms, kissing her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two were lost in their own world of joy for a moment before they remembered Hawkeye was standing there.

Charles put Margaret down, and solemnly stuck his hand out to Hawkeye. His roommate wasn't going to stand for that, and drew Charles and Margaret into a group hug, arms wrapped around one another.

Hawkeye pulled back, grinning at the joy and love on the Majors' faces. "You weren't kidding when you said this would be a most happy event, were you?"

"No, Pierce. And I wanted to say, thank you for your discretion. It's been a relief to Margaret and me to have someone to share this with. Hunnicutt too. If these rumors continue to abound into something truthful, and we do indeed go home, nobody will be the wiser. Margaret will be able to retire her commission with an honorable discharge, not a medical discharge. AND we'll be able to marry in Boston, with friends and family in attendance. I hope you'll join us from Maine, Pierce!"

The three laughed as they left to find BJ. Like there was going to be an Armistice!

Klinger, when he'd been expelled from his office, heard the crowd gathered in the mess tent. Curious, he went to see what the ruckus was.

"What's going on?" he asked the room in general, smiling at the happy faces around him.

Nurse Kellye heard him, and turned around. "We're planning a big trip to the beach at Inchon, long as this great weather holds!"

Fin.

(Author's Notes: My next story is going to be epic. It will be my interpretation of what happened to everyone post-4077th. I'm currently calling it ATC: GFA. ("After the Credits: Goodbye, Farewell, Amen.") I'm assuming the true MASH fan has seen this two-hour series finale. Stay tuned.)