M*A*S*H/Doctor Who crossover fic Chapter 5
Chapter 5: Time's Gonna Show Ya
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“So, Major and Captain Smith I just really wanna know a few things,” politely assured Henry as he slumped behind his desk.
“That’s fine. Ask away,” the Doctor serenely answered not battering an eyelid while Sarah could barely keep the thought of them being “rumbled” from her mind but managed to keep her cool “Have faith in the Doctor” she reassured herself.
“Okie…okay well first really thanks a lot for coming we really appreciate it. Next well really this is about it, um where are your papers I’m sure everything I need to know is on them.”
Sarah was in a blind panic.
“Well thankfully they are still in good condition I do believe. Before we had to abandon our position completely we moved our trunk full of medical supplies into a nearby ditch and in it also are our papers and uniforms. They should still be safe. I’ll go fetch them now if you wish,” the Doctor calmly explained, obviously he’d thought about this.
“I’ll have Radar get a jeep ready. Seeing as you’ve already made friends with Klinger he can take you up there,” Henry did not question the Doctor’s answer at all.
“Grand,” the Doctor terminated the conversation leaving only Sarah Jane confused.
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“So Father Mulcahy, how come you had the pleasure of missing breakfast today?” Hawkeye enquired curiously to the Chaplin just as he finished his blessing of the Doctor’s jeep.
“Major Burns caught me on the way over to the Mess Tent, he wanted forgiveness for his drunken behaviour. Well it began like that then it developed into him ranting about the both of you Hawkeye,” Father Mulcahy sighed as he gently patted the red cross on the bonnet of the jeep.
“That’s something you don’t hear everyday,” sarcastically remarked Trapper.
“Indeed,” agreed the Chaplin removing his panama hat revealing his greying mousy brown hair.
“Well what do you think of the new recruits Hawk?” Trapper quickly changed the subject.
“Well she seemed like really nervous and he was as cool as a cucumber. I don’t care who they are as long as they can help us with the casualties and can hold their drink, right Father?” detailed Hawkeye patting Father Mulcahy on the back.
“Indeed,” he agreed once more rubbing smog from his glasses.
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“Hang on Doctor,” Sarah Jane grabbed the Doctor’s arm “Do you have a plan or not?”
“For once Sarah I do. For now just lay low and do as I say,” the Doctor was aggravated with his companion’s thoughtlessness.
“But I want to help you Doctor just tell me what‘s going on,” she answered quite timidly now.
“You’ve helped enough today and there’s no time Sarah. Go and see what Henry wants you to do or ask Radar for some information, just stay out of trouble,” the Doctor yanked his arm away from Sarah and strode out to meet Klinger. “There’s something not quite right around here and I’m going to fix it,” no one but the Doctor heard that last sentence.
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“Oh yeah Doc this our Chaplin Lieutenant Father Francis John Patrick Mulcahy,” Klinger had introduced the Chaplin before anybody else had the chance to speak.
“God bless you Major Smith we’ve needed the extra help for a long time now and finally our prayers have been answered,” gleefully said Father Mulcahy shaking the Doctor’s hand.
“Time always tells doesn’t it?” the Doctor gave a quick smile and nodded at the presence of Hawkeye and Trapper.
“Yeah I wish time would tell us when we can go home,” Hawkeye seethed.
“Indeed but it probably will Hawkeye, it probably will one day,” answered the Doctor looking Hawkeye square in the eyes.
Hawkeye was a little shaken because he just couldn’t understand how a man who was looking about fifty could have eyes that looked six hundred and fifty and that made him step back a bit and Trapper had noticed too and did the same as Hawkeye. The Doctor nodded once more as if to say “I understand” and positioned himself in the passenger’s seat in the jeep. Hawkeye was even more shocked now and motioned to Trapper to follow him to the Swamp for a much need drink. Trapper concurred and followed his best friend.
“Off we go Klinger,” the Doctor briskly said rubbing his hands “Time waits for no man.”
“You know a lot about time don’t ya Doc,” Klinger replied as he steered the jeep away from the camp.
“Honestly Klinger I don’t know nearly enough about it,” Doctor sighed as he gazed at the mountains in the distance.
“I look at those mountains every morning and pray to God no casualties come. Sometimes he keeps up his end of the deal and other times it slips his mind,” Klinger purposely changed the conversation and stared blankly at the road ahead. The Doctor noticed the frustration, tiredness and despair in his features and voice.
“I’ll do what I can to help Klinger. I promise I’ll try,” he promised his eyes scanning every detail of the landscape trying to find what was so desperately out of place in this wasteland. Not something pleasant but another evil, another evil that wasn’t supposed to be.
Sometime later they arrived near where the TARDIS was.
“Ok now then Doc where is your stuff?” Klinger brought out his rifle, the wind swishing the bottom of his dress as he walked.
“Klinger stay here I’ll get them,” the Doctor calmly stated
“Doc you ain’t even got a rifle come on they won’t shoot if I’m around,” The Doctor didn’t doubt that.
“Klinger I know what I’m doing…trust me.”
Klinger didn’t question any longer “Ok Doc but I’m keeping watch here,” Klinger began to prowl around the area like a lion looking for it’s prey.
The Doctor climbed towards the TARDIS. He unlocked the door swiftly, stepped inside and turned to face the outside again taking in all the surroundings.
“Something unearthly is going on and I’m going to be the one that puts it right.” pledged the Doctor before ducking back inside the TARDIS and locking the door.
***
“So, Major and Captain Smith I just really wanna know a few things,” politely assured Henry as he slumped behind his desk.
“That’s fine. Ask away,” the Doctor serenely answered not battering an eyelid while Sarah could barely keep the thought of them being “rumbled” from her mind but managed to keep her cool “Have faith in the Doctor” she reassured herself.
“Okie…okay well first really thanks a lot for coming we really appreciate it. Next well really this is about it, um where are your papers I’m sure everything I need to know is on them.”
Sarah was in a blind panic.
“Well thankfully they are still in good condition I do believe. Before we had to abandon our position completely we moved our trunk full of medical supplies into a nearby ditch and in it also are our papers and uniforms. They should still be safe. I’ll go fetch them now if you wish,” the Doctor calmly explained, obviously he’d thought about this.
“I’ll have Radar get a jeep ready. Seeing as you’ve already made friends with Klinger he can take you up there,” Henry did not question the Doctor’s answer at all.
“Grand,” the Doctor terminated the conversation leaving only Sarah Jane confused.
***
“So Father Mulcahy, how come you had the pleasure of missing breakfast today?” Hawkeye enquired curiously to the Chaplin just as he finished his blessing of the Doctor’s jeep.
“Major Burns caught me on the way over to the Mess Tent, he wanted forgiveness for his drunken behaviour. Well it began like that then it developed into him ranting about the both of you Hawkeye,” Father Mulcahy sighed as he gently patted the red cross on the bonnet of the jeep.
“That’s something you don’t hear everyday,” sarcastically remarked Trapper.
“Indeed,” agreed the Chaplin removing his panama hat revealing his greying mousy brown hair.
“Well what do you think of the new recruits Hawk?” Trapper quickly changed the subject.
“Well she seemed like really nervous and he was as cool as a cucumber. I don’t care who they are as long as they can help us with the casualties and can hold their drink, right Father?” detailed Hawkeye patting Father Mulcahy on the back.
“Indeed,” he agreed once more rubbing smog from his glasses.
***
“Hang on Doctor,” Sarah Jane grabbed the Doctor’s arm “Do you have a plan or not?”
“For once Sarah I do. For now just lay low and do as I say,” the Doctor was aggravated with his companion’s thoughtlessness.
“But I want to help you Doctor just tell me what‘s going on,” she answered quite timidly now.
“You’ve helped enough today and there’s no time Sarah. Go and see what Henry wants you to do or ask Radar for some information, just stay out of trouble,” the Doctor yanked his arm away from Sarah and strode out to meet Klinger. “There’s something not quite right around here and I’m going to fix it,” no one but the Doctor heard that last sentence.
***
“Oh yeah Doc this our Chaplin Lieutenant Father Francis John Patrick Mulcahy,” Klinger had introduced the Chaplin before anybody else had the chance to speak.
“God bless you Major Smith we’ve needed the extra help for a long time now and finally our prayers have been answered,” gleefully said Father Mulcahy shaking the Doctor’s hand.
“Time always tells doesn’t it?” the Doctor gave a quick smile and nodded at the presence of Hawkeye and Trapper.
“Yeah I wish time would tell us when we can go home,” Hawkeye seethed.
“Indeed but it probably will Hawkeye, it probably will one day,” answered the Doctor looking Hawkeye square in the eyes.
Hawkeye was a little shaken because he just couldn’t understand how a man who was looking about fifty could have eyes that looked six hundred and fifty and that made him step back a bit and Trapper had noticed too and did the same as Hawkeye. The Doctor nodded once more as if to say “I understand” and positioned himself in the passenger’s seat in the jeep. Hawkeye was even more shocked now and motioned to Trapper to follow him to the Swamp for a much need drink. Trapper concurred and followed his best friend.
“Off we go Klinger,” the Doctor briskly said rubbing his hands “Time waits for no man.”
“You know a lot about time don’t ya Doc,” Klinger replied as he steered the jeep away from the camp.
“Honestly Klinger I don’t know nearly enough about it,” Doctor sighed as he gazed at the mountains in the distance.
“I look at those mountains every morning and pray to God no casualties come. Sometimes he keeps up his end of the deal and other times it slips his mind,” Klinger purposely changed the conversation and stared blankly at the road ahead. The Doctor noticed the frustration, tiredness and despair in his features and voice.
“I’ll do what I can to help Klinger. I promise I’ll try,” he promised his eyes scanning every detail of the landscape trying to find what was so desperately out of place in this wasteland. Not something pleasant but another evil, another evil that wasn’t supposed to be.
Sometime later they arrived near where the TARDIS was.
“Ok now then Doc where is your stuff?” Klinger brought out his rifle, the wind swishing the bottom of his dress as he walked.
“Klinger stay here I’ll get them,” the Doctor calmly stated
“Doc you ain’t even got a rifle come on they won’t shoot if I’m around,” The Doctor didn’t doubt that.
“Klinger I know what I’m doing…trust me.”
Klinger didn’t question any longer “Ok Doc but I’m keeping watch here,” Klinger began to prowl around the area like a lion looking for it’s prey.
The Doctor climbed towards the TARDIS. He unlocked the door swiftly, stepped inside and turned to face the outside again taking in all the surroundings.
“Something unearthly is going on and I’m going to be the one that puts it right.” pledged the Doctor before ducking back inside the TARDIS and locking the door.