#✨ Falkirk ✨

[pvffinsdaisies]

Just imagining Japan wearing one of those t-shirts with Scottish town names on, and Scotland stopping dead in his tracks wondering why he’s wearing a top that says like Falkirk on it, and America just taps him on the shoulder like “you get used to it.”

[raffe156]

Mate once again it has been a hot minute. So much has happened in my life including me graduating. That's right I officially owe the UK government a lot of money. Unywho just wanted to tickle your brain with a question if thats okiee. What did Price think of Tank when he first saw her? Not spoke but saw. I want to know that initial spark in his brain because I'm nosey. I know he mentions he handpicked Tank himself to Helen which implies he held her in high regard. NGL I like to imagine him first meeting her was during a fighting exercise with another rookie and Tank just annihilating them. Just Price feeling a mix of respect, horny and terrified <3

First off mate well done on graduating!!! I’m so proud of you, you clever little thing! 🤩💖✨

Love this!! So to celebrate you being back in my orbit it’s getting a little Drabble 💕

Well, it was more the second time seeing her he felt something stir.

Price first met Tank when he had a stopover at her base between missions, she was roughly 16/17 (Don’t worry) , he was a Lieutenant. He had heard of ‘Tank’ but didn’t exactly know who she was, just that she was a trouble causer, good but trouble nonetheless.

He was passing the mess hall one afternoon with Captain Doyle (picture Liam Neeson) and Lieutenant Falkirk (Christian Bale) who was Tanks CO at the time. The noise coming from the mess hall was what steered them towards the scene. A crowd of people had gathered around one table in the middle all shouting, yelling, fists in the air. A fight. Not one of the recruits had even noticed the 3 High ranked men. As they approached Price noticed a young female recruit sobbing on another table a few others consoling her. He immediately chalked this up to a lovers tiff, two lads fighting over the same girl things like that happen, but as they got closer a few of the spectators started to back away. Opening the table up to view and instead of two lads fighting Price watched as one lad lay on his back arms up trying to defend his face from the blows that rained down on him, from a much smaller female recruit. She was pummelling him, Price looked at her face the lad must of got at least one hit in. She looked feral.

“ALL RIGHT PACK IT IN NOW!!” Doyle shouted yanking one of the watching recruits out of his way. Falkirk rolled his eyes laughing as he climbed onto the table to pull the female off the poor lad.

“Come on Tank, he’s had enough” he was laughing. So this was the infamous Tank, she was shorter than he had imagined. She didn’t resist Falkirk she went calmly with him.

“What am I going to do with you?” Falkirk smiled, Price watched as he walked her away from the crowd. He followed.

“Ahh Tank, meet an old friend of mine this is Lieu…”

“Lieutenant John Price…I know who he is Sir…” She wiped her bloody hand on her T-shirt before she reached out to shake Prices hand.

“Nice to meet you Sir, I’d love to chat but think I need to head over to medical or just lay low…try to avoid Captain Doyle..” she looked to Falkirk to be dismissed. He sighed,

“Good idea, go on I’ll sort it out with old Doyle” he patted her shoulder. She nodded to the men before running off.

“It was nice to finally put a face to a name kid..” Price called out. She ran backwards a grin from ear to ear.

Falkirk let out a heavy sigh as he lit a cigarette running his hand through his hair.

“Now you see what I was talking about…she’s the reason I’m going grey John…I’m too young to be going grey! I have to get her in-line or else Doyle is gonna have my head on a pike an her out on her arse..” Falkirk started walking towards the exit.

“She does seem like a handful…but you said she’s one of the best recruits you’ve seen in years…”

“She’s not one of she is the best, she just has an attitude problem…” Falkirk scoffed

Price looked in the direction Tank had run off in, he always did like an underdog.

It wasn’t till years later that Price met Tank again in the field he hadn’t recognised her at first it wasn’t until Gaz embraced her calling out Tank did he twig. He looked her up an down it was hard to believe that the stunning woman stood in front of him was the same bloody faced little terror he had met all those years ago. He reintroduced himself, she probably didn’t remember him, the only change was he was Captain Price now not lieutenant. She smiled shaking his hand.

“Nice to see you again Sir…it’s been a long time…you look well shame I can’t say the same for Falkirk” She did remember him. Now a Captain himself, Falkirk walked in. His hair grey on both sides, a full beard he looked shattered.

“See what I mean” she laughed, Price liked the way it sounded.

Price watched as she commanded teams, set plans and went into motion, out on the field she was amazing he was in awe of her. She held her own. He felt a small stir in his chest, a feeling he hadn’t felt in a very, very long time. It terrified him. He looked at Gaz.

“She’s good your mate isn’t she..”

“One of the best boss…she’d be a great addition…”

Price looked over at her as she calmed a wounded squad mate.

“Think you right son, remind me to have a word with Falkirk”

And the rest is history! 😌