Ancient gods. Modern war. And a star-crossed couple who could use some divine intervention. The day I was drafted into the army of the gods, all I knew about being a MASH surgeon was what I'd learned from Hawkeye Pierce and Hot Lips Houlihan. Now here I am, Dr. Petra Robichaud, in the middle of an immortal war, assigned to a MASH camp with a nosy sphinx, a vegetarian werewolf, and an uptight vampire who really needs to get a life. At least they're all too busy with their own dramas to discover my secret: I can see the dead. It's a forbidden gift, one that can get me killed , so I haven't told a soul. Until the arrestingly intense Galen arrives on my operating table, half-dead and totally to-die-for. When his spirit tries to slip out of his fatally wounded body, I impulsively slip it back in. Call it a rash resurrection. One I'll live to regret. Now Commander Galen of Delphi knows my secret, and he's convinced I'm part of an ancient prophecy-one that can end the war for good. But taking a chance could cost me everything. And it would be easier to convince him to leave me alone, except now the prophecies are starting to come true... Warning: This novel contains a hefty dose of danger, drama, practical jokes, pet swamp lizards, brooding demi-gods, adventure, romance, and heart-in a MASH camp where everybody knows your business.