Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.

A/N: I've taken the part where Hawkeye writes his will and I have tweaked it a bit. Hope you like it. Hawkeye may seem a bit OOC a bit in some parts.

At the Mill Valley town hall, cars were being parked side by side, with their occupants making their way towards the building.

Inside the hall there were streamers and home made decorations lining the walls, giving it a festive celebratory look.

There were old tables with food crowding them and at the end was a table solely for presents.

“BJ!” a scolding voice was heard.

The offender innocently took his hand away from the food and made his way to his wife, the woman who told him off.

“No picking at the food.” Peg told her husband.

“Fine, is everyone here?” BJ asked her.

“Nearly, the only one not here is Hawkeye, I'm afraid to know why.” Peg informed the now growing crowd.

“He better not play any practical jokes today.” Margaret Houlihan said in a voice that sounded a lot like her Major voice.

A couple of people – namely Colonel Potter, Klinger, Radar, BJ, Peg and Erin - laughed at Margaret's comment, Charles agreed wholy with her.

Hawkeye was walking along a crowded path that made its way to the town hall. He was getting a few strange looks as he hummed to himself while wearing his beloved Hawaiian shirt with some cargo pants, on top of that he wore his famous purple robe that many nurses in Korea could only dream of taking off.

His excuse was ' he need to keep up appearances'.

As he spotted the town hal, that familiar glint in those blue eyes came back making his eyes sparkle.

The old 4077th veterans plus their spouses were talking animatedly about their lives since they last saw each other when the surgeon casually made his way through the doors of the building, silencing everyone.

Oh God! He's going to be playing practical jokes all night. BJ thought helplessly.

Hawkeyes looked in BJ's direction and caught his gaze, BJ saw the sparkle in his best mates's eyes and laughed.

Which made everyone else laugh, including Charles.

“Oh son, shoulda known you would do something outrageous, but that?” Colonel Potter laughed.

“What can I say, I like to live in style.” Hawkeye replied seriously, while trying to keep a straight face.

“Hi Hawk, it's nice of you to finnaly show up.” BJ welcomed him with a slap on the back.

“I was finishing the last touches to Erin's present.” Hawkeye defended himself.

Hearing her name Erin Hunnicutt made her way to Hawkeye to hug him.

“Happy Birthday Erin.” he congratulated the blonde haired girl.

“Thank you.” Erin thanked him.

Everyone went back to talking with each other, but now they had another interesting topic – Hawkeye, oh and his present.

As everyone was finishing up playing catch up with everyone they all realised they were quite hungry and made their towards the food tables.

“Hmm, this is positively delicious, much better than that garbage thay called food in that hell hole.” Charles muttered with food in his mouth.

There was quite a few murmered agreements.

“How about we do the presents now?” Peg suggested to everyone.

“Good idea.” Colonel Potter agreed.

Erin mad her to the table that was now quite high with presents and stopped in front of it, trying to decide where to start.

The group spread themselves behind her in a semi-circle so they could see her open her presents.

As the pile got smaller she'd gotten a holiday from Colonel, Mildred, Margaret and Radar. A neckalce from Charles, money from Klinger and the keys to the the small granny flat on her parents land.

When she'd finished opening all the presents from the pile an ran all the names of the people who'd given her presents she realised something odd, she couldn't remember opening a present from Hawkeye. Neither could anyone else.

I wonder what he's got her. Margaret warily thought.

“I suppose you're wondering where my present is.” Hawkeye spoke up after the silence that descended on the group became too much.

Erin just nodded.

Hawkeye reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a white envelope that was slightly bulging with the name Erin scrawled on the front.

“I had this written out back in the war, but the time was never right to give it you.” he quietly explained, noticing the confused and curious expression plastered on her face.
The town hall was in silence once again as Erin carefully opened the envelope, trying not to rip it and pulled out some papers that were full of Hawkeye;s familiar writing. Some of the papers were starting to go yellow.

'...Corporal Stanley T. Young,

Sergeant Robert M. Zelnick.

To Erin Hunnicutt,

I leave you a list of all the young men your daddy took care of while he was in Korea.

Many of them have him to thank for being alive today.

I want you to understand why he had to be away during the first years of your life.

I hope I have the chance to give you this in person

But around here, you never know.

This concludes my last Will and Testament

Benjamin Franklin Pierce.'

The group were staring at Erin trying to gauge he reaction to get an idea of what Hawkeye gave her.

By the time Erin got to the end of Hawkeye's letter she had tears making their way down her face leaving snail trails.

“Erin, honey, what's wrong?” Peg worriedly asked her.

Erin didn't seem to hear her mum though.

“Thank you so much Hawkeye, it's the best present I've ever got.” Erin tearily thanked her favourite uncle.

“When did you write it exactly?” she asked him with curiosity and fear in her eyes.

As Erin was speaking to Hawkeye, BJ and Peg went and got the letter that was hanging loosely in their daughter's hand and silently read it.

“When I was at an aid station, we were getting bombed badly, I thought I'd bettter write one. I, um, I added a lot more names to the list since that night. He was a hero Erin, to many men and their families.” Hawkeye declared to a now crying Erin and as hocked group of war veterans.

Peg and BJ finished the letter and passed it on to the rest of the group. Peg had tears running down her face, just the same as her daughter while BJ had unshed tears and a look of deep respect and love in his eyes that was aimed fully at the man he and many others considered as their rock and hero.

The group all finished reading the letter and all of them had tears running down their faces. Not only was it a present to Erin, it was unknowingly a letter to all the 4077th members spouses, explaining exactly what their loved ones did.

Erin walked up to Hawkeye and stopped right in front of him.

“I always considered dad as a hero, but because of your letter I now consider him as my hero.” Erin then ran to her dad and hugged him.

That day many people went home with a different view of what the people of the 4077th went through and just how many people they did help. But the one thing they went home with was a hero, their loved one. Even Hawkeye.

A/N: Please review! I would really like it, thank you.