Dear Peg,

I'm sorry I haven't written in so long. Things got busy and we were getting casualties left and right. The fighting's been getting stronger. Thus resulting in more casualties, obviously.

That isn't what I'm writing to you about, though. Something else came up in that I haven't written in so long.

You remember Hawkeye, right? Womanizer, alcoholic, prankster, chief surgeon, best friend. That one. Well… I love him. I just love him. But I love you too, Peg. I love you more than anything in the world, you and Erin. But I also love Hawkeye.

He's kept me stable throughout the war, ever since I got here. He gives me a sense of belonging. And he's a really, just absolutely fantastic friend. I want you to meet him after the war. You really will like him.

Back to the I love him part. I don't know how to describe it. We've just been through so much—we have this inseparable bond now, and I don't see it going away any time soon. He loves me too.

God, Peg. I really wish there was another way to put this. We've become sort of a couple over here. Who am I kidding, sort of. We are. We haven't talked about after the war, though. I mean, we both just don't know. I have you and Erin in Mill Valley, and he has his dad in Maine.

Peggy, I don't know how I'm in love with two people at the same time, but I am. I just really needed to tell you this because I felt if I didn't… Well, it wouldn't feel right. I'm not sure if I feel like I'm cheating on you or not, but Peg, it gets very lonely sometimes up here and I hope you can understand this.

Just know, if you feel uncomfortable with this, I'll stop it. And I understand if you want a divorce or whatever. I do. But I will always love you. Remember that.

Give my love to Erin. Big cheesy smooches for you as well, dear.

I love you both. More than you can imagine.



"Whatcha writing?" Hawkeye quipped, looking over BJ's shoulder.

"A letter home. To Peg. About us. She has to know, Hawk."

Hawkeye only nodded and gripped his shoulders. "I know."

Dear BJ,

My love. I figured something would be going on over there. I figured you would love him too. With the way you wrote about him, I suspected there was something more going on between you. I was just waiting for you to write about it.

I want to let you know that it's okay. I'm okay with it and I understand. You need an anchor while over there and Hawkeye sounds like the best thing. How is he, by the way? I'm sure you're already writing another letter to me.

I love you too. Which is why I'm okay. Because I know, that in the end, you're still mine and I'm still yours. Enjoy him while you're over there, BJ. And bring him home safely to his father. I want to meet him.

We'll talk about after the war when you're here, my love.

Erin's growing again. She has your cheesy smile—just look at the photo! God, I wish you were here right now. I miss you.

Write again soon, BJ.



"What's that?" Hawkeye asked while throwing darts at the door.

"It's.." BJ paused, looking over the letter. She was okay with it. Peggy understood and she wanted to meet Hawkeye. And she still loves him. Tears began flowing down his cheeks.

"Beej?" Hawkeye sat next to him when BJ turned to face him.

"She understands. She suspected it and she's all right with it. Oh God, Hawk. She understands."

Suddenly, he knew why BJ was so emotional. His wife was OKAY with him being with Hawk. It was one of the only things that BJ ever really wanted.

"This is great. This is fantastic! You have a wonderful woman back home, Beej."

"And a wonderful boyfriend overseas," BJ mumbled, his lips already pressed against Hawkeye's in a heated and loving kiss.