#harry welsh imagines

[haroldhearsawho]

Learning that Nix and Harry Welsh passed away exactly 10 days apart from one another, and Harry died on Dick’s birthday 💔

Dick lost both of his best friends from the war within 10 days of each other and one on his own birthday no less 💔

[mrkeatingsblazer]

I saw this little place when I was coming home from Uni the other day

Can’t help but imagine a world were Remus Lupin owned a little restaurant and bar on Nassau street Dublin

[ithinkabouttzu]

More than meets the eye || Harry Welsh

a/n: Hi @crazyforkasey-blog ! I’m so excited to be your secret santa this year! 🎅🏼 I heard you saying that there wasn’t enough Welsh content on here (which is totally true) so i decided to make a little something you might like! I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful Christmas if you celebrate! ❤️

synopsis: Living in a conservative southern town in the 40s can be hard, especially when you look like the long lost sister of Morticia Addams. But fortunately, there was always Harry to treat you just the same as everyone else.

genre: Angst and fluff

warnings: Swearing, name calling, cow tipping? (not really though), Brief fighting and arguing. (Harry welsh x Shy and goth! female reader!)

word count: 4.7k

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It was easy to say you were never an Audrey Hepburn or Rita Hayworth. People had always managed to look past your beautiful smile, genuine personality, or your soft and calming presence. Instead you were infamous for your different style and edgy looks. It was just fashion. Why should it matter so much? Shallow comments spread like wildfire throughout your small town, all commenting on your appearance and what you wore.You had managed to grow a thick skin in spite of this, but still every time someone made a joke at you, you couldn't help feel that familiar sting in your heart. The people you grew up with in this town were mostly cruel to you, always was and probably always will be. However, you always remembered that one boy who loved you and treated you the same as everyone else.

January 23rd, 1943. Somewhere in Georgia

It was a Friday night and classes had just dismissed not too many hours ago. Teenagers and young adults filled the downtown streets with cheers and excitement. The new movie,“Casablanca” Had just arrived in theaters. A new romantic movie that had to do with the war. It was expected that a lot of people would want to watch the movie during its release.

You walked through the little crowds by the theater, waiting for your ticket. It was no doubt you were excited, you hadn’t watched a movie in months. “Going to a funeral, y/n?” you heard a familiar voice shout at you. You felt embarrassment spread across your cheeks, why did they have to start now?

You look behind you to see where the comment came from, not surprisingly, it came from Roy Smith, a boy you grew up with, along with his girlfriend, Barbra Jones, and his other malicious friends that stood with him, laughing along at his joke. You rolled your eyes in annoyance.

“Does it look like I'm going to a funeral?” You asked the rhetorical question, clearly in line. You got a couple scoffs in return from the group and a sarcastic laugh from Barbra.This is where the majority of name calling and insults originated from. Surprisingly, you and Barbra used to be friends growing up, all of them really until secondary school came and they started to care what people thought of them.

You finally got through the line and got your ticket before they sold out, along with your popcorn before heading into the theater to find a seat.

You looked around at your seating options in the theater. “There” you thought to yourself, a seat in the corner of the cinema, one on the last row up. It was a nice secluded spot where you could relax and enjoy the movie to yourself, you wouldn’t have to worry about Roy and his friends ruining the movie for you.

You sat back in your seat and took a couple bites of the buttery popcorn in your hands. You started to relax once the movie started, You watched attentively before someone shuffled right beside you. You looked up to see who it was, a man with curly hair and a cheek-ish smile. You couldn’t point out any more features from the darkness in the room but you could tell he was mid height, he was someone you hadn’t met before.

“Mind if I sit here?” You heard him speak, he had a nice, comfortable tone in his voice. And a northern accent that gave away the impression that he wasn’t from here.

“Sure” You said reluctantly, trying to focus back on the movie. He could hear the timidness in your voice so decided to introduce himself, “I won’t bite. What’s ya’ name? You can call me Harry.” He gives you a reassuring smile while holding his hand out for you to shake.

The closer you get to him you can see his face more clearly, the light from the movie falling onto his face.

“I’m Y/n” You say, accepting his hand shake lightly, before returning your eyes onto the movie.

“Y/n, what’s a pretty girl like you doing by yourself on a night like tonight?” You were shocked by his recent words. Was this a joke? Was he a friend of Roy’s trying to make a fool of you?

“Who put you up to talking to me huh? Roy? Barbra?” You turn to him frustrated, not even watching a movie could be peaceful anymore.

He looked confused, “I don’t know a Roy or Barbra from here, are they giving ya’ problems?” You looked at his face to see if he would give up any other emotions. Nothing. Either he was a really good actor, or he genuinely didn’t know either of the two.

“Sorry, I guess I thought you were someone else.” You replied, taking a bite of your popcorn before turning back to the movie.

It seemed as though he had understood you had wanted to watch the movie in peace, so he remained silent throughout the film, still turning to look at you every so often.

Once the movie had finished, you were surprised Harry was still there beside you. The movie was pleasant but you had to get out of the cramped space. The lights turned on again as you sat up from your seat, stretching your legs and arms.

“Movie was good huh?” You heard Harry say, also sitting up from his seat.

You turned to look at him, once he saw you fully in the light, he would completely change his demeanor, turn cold like the others. Better to go ahead and get it over with.

You waited for his face to change, for him to walk past you and run away as if you had never been there at all. Still, nothing. Instead, he threw a flirty smile your way. “Is there any way you would wanna go to dinner with me? Fries and a milkshake on me?”

You looked at the boy in confusion, he was serious about this surprising pursuit. You smiled to yourself before giving in, “Sure, but only because you’re paying.”

He returned a smile back to you, “ladies first, you pick where we go.” He extended his arm, helping you leave the narrow row of seats. As you and him were walking out of the cinema room you threw your trash away and thought of a place that would work. “How about phillies? It’s a burger joint a couple blocks away from here.” You asked him, still walking towards the exit.

“Sure, maybe you could show me more popular spots in town. I’ve never been here before.” He opened the door and held it out for you.

“Yeah where are you from if you don’t mind me asking? It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that your accent isn’t from Georgia.” You laughed while taking a turn on the street corner where the restaurant was.

He smirked at what you said before replying. “I’m from Pennsylvania, I came down here for training. We’re shipping out soon.” He said while pulling out a carton of cigarettes. He offered you one before lighting up his own. You politely declined.

It made sense. A camp was only a couple towns away from here, loads of young men poured out onto the streets during the weekend, plenty of new faces you had never seen.

“Army?” You had asked him, the other men that stopped into town had all worn army uniforms, it wouldn’t hurt to ask.

“Yeah somethin’ like that. Airborne division.” He said while taking another hit of his cigarette. He proceeded to tell you what exactly that entailed and how his experience had been so far.

“So i’m guessing you’re not scared of heights?” You laughed at the idea of him jumping out of a perfectly good plane by choice. It seemed fit for him, he was already breaking mental standards you had for the men in this town in only one night.

“I want to be the best of the best. You’ve gotta be pretty damn good to jump out of a plane and still not have a scratch on your shoulder.” He shrugged his shoulders and put his cigarette out on the ground. You and him had finally arrived at the diner. He opened the door for you as you led him into the quaint area.

~

“So none of you got caught?” You asked him as you took the last sip of your milkshake. You and him had been chatting about almost everything, including one of his most recent escapades that included his comrades at Camp Toccoa.

“Not one of us.” He said while giving you a smirk. You couldn’t help but blush at his confident demeanor. It had only been two or three hours with Harry but you were growing onto him rather quickly.

“Maybe you could show me around town more. I have yet to find a good drinking spot. That is, if you drink.” He said while the waitress brought him the check.

“I personally don’t drink a whole lot, but I'm sure I could give you a couple recommendations off of some I know.” You reached into your purse for your wallet.

“What are ya doing?” He looked at you in confusion as you brought out your wallet.

“Helping with the bill, of course.” You unzipped your bill folder and before you could actually put out any money, he stopped you.

“What kinda guy do you think I am, making a girl pay on a date? You think I'm a bum or somethin’?” He chuckled as if you had lost your mind. You smiled to yourself as you put away your wallet. So you guys were on a date? You felt giddy at the thought. It had been so long since you felt this kind of connection with another person your age, it felt refreshing yet nerving. A part of you was still waiting for him to confess that taking you out was some sick joke, and the connection you felt was just something you made up in your head.

“So where do we wanna go next?” He asked you the question with a glimmer in his eye, his engines were churning at something, but you couldn’t quite tell what it was yet.

“I can’t think of anything else to do. You remember we’re in a small town in the south right?” you said as you and him slid out of the booth and started walking towards the exit.

As you walked out of the restaurant you heard a shout from behind you two. “Y/n did you kidnap that guy or somethin’? Pal you know that gal’s crazy right?” The voice said. Unsurprisingly, you knew who it was.

For a second time this evening, Roy came into your plans and had the same opportunity to ruin them. You closed your eyes, trying to collect your emotions together before saying something back.

Harry spoke up before you could even begin to speak. “Hey, you country hick, why don’t you mind your business!”

You were taken back by Harry’s comment. You suppressed a laugh when you heard absolute silence from Roy. You turned around to see his face. He looked dumbfounded. All those nasty comments he had made over the years had seemed to catch up with him.

“Let’s go. We don't want the idiot to follow us.” Harry said, before wrapping his arm around your shoulder, forwarding you to walk into the other direction.

Once you were out of Roy’s sight you let out the laugh you held in for so long.

“So i’m guessing that’s Roy?”

“Sadly, yes.” You replied back to Harry’s question. You had never seen anything like that happen to Roy before.

“Good. He deserved it. Speaking of what we’re doing, I have somethin’ in mind, one of my buddies that had a farm told me about it.” He looked for your approval before continuing with his proposition. He moved on from the previous situation swiftly. “Do you trust me?”

You looked at him with curiosity. How bad could it be? It seemed as though the night was already full of ideas and surprises, so why not go ahead and add a couple more to the collection.

“I guess so.” You shrugged with a smile on your face. This guy was unbelievable. On any other occasion you would have told a guy to mess off, but something in your gut told you to follow his lead.

He called for a taxi. One of the only ones you had in town. “It’s not far from here, just a mile or two out.” He explained as the opened the cab door for you.

“Where to?” The cab driver asked Harry.

“Keep going about two miles or so down Sunset Road. I’ll tell you when we’re there.” Harry replied as he paid the driver.

“Tell me you aren’t taking us in the middle of nowhere.” You sighed as you heard Sunset Road. The only folks you knew who lived out there were Roys family, cow farmers.

“I’m not. Well sorta not. Just wait and see.” He wrapped his arm around you during the small duration of the ride.

The drive wasn’t long. Maybe five or so minutes before Harry told the cabby to stop the car.

“In the middle of the road sir? You sure?” The driver asked him, in which Harry replied with a “yes” again.

You were confused. There wasn’t anything out here other than cows and pastures.

“You guys have a good night. Stay safe.” The cab driver gave a questioning look as you and Harry got out of the car and onto the side of the road.

As the driver sped off, you looked at Harry as if he had lost his mind. “So we are in the middle of nowhere. Please don’t tell me what you have planned is illegal.”

Harry looked everywhere but at you. “It’s not necessarily illegal. I swear it doesn’t hurt the cows.” He waited for your response.

You continued to look at the man like he was insane. “Hurt the cows? What are you talking about? Maybe we should just walk back.” You made a sigh of frustration. A man you barely knew had you out in the middle of nowhere.

“Have you ever heard of cow tipping?” He asked you.

You looked at him in disbelief. Cow tipping? Really? “That's all you could come up with? Does it look like i’m dressed in farm clothes?”

You shook your head at the thought of soiling your black dress with cow manure. You just couldn’t.

Harry pleaded with you, “That Asshole back there, Roy? This is his farm. Why don’t we get the son of a bitch back? It’ll be fun, Scout's honor!”

Why did Harry have to be so convincing? Along with that, you couldn’t help but think of how entertaining it would be to do some harm towards Roy.

You sighed, giving in. “Are you sure it won’t hurt the cows?” You asked him.

“I promise it won’t. Just trust me.” Harry gave you a mischievous smirk. One that sent you butterflies flying in your stomach. You couldn’t help but admit to yourself that he looked good in the moonlight, a little too good.

“Okay.” You reluctantly agreed with him before heading towards the wooden fence that protected the pasture and cows.

“I’ll get over it first, and then I can help you.” Harry Climbed up the fence and jumped on the other side.

“I can do it. I’m not made of sugar, you know.” You said as you put your foot on one of the side fence and jumped to the other side of it. He smiled at your stubbornness instead of challenging it like other men had in the past.

“So what do we do now?” You asked, brushing off any wood chips that were left onto the end of your dress.

“We go find the cows.” He said with that familiar smirk of his.

You and him walked into the open field. It was quite dark. The only thing that was keeping you from being totally blind was the light from the moon.

“You know, I've been meaning to tell you this, but I think you look really pretty tonight. I’ve never met a gal quite like you.”

When Harry said that, you went silent. You weren’t sure what to say, or if you should say anything at all. You looked at him, His eyes lingered on your face, as if he was taking in every detail there was to offer.

You felt nervous under his gaze. As if right on cue, a noise interrupted the moment.

“MOOO!!” The loud noise came out of nowhere, making you jump a little off of your feet.

You sighed in relief when to your surprise you saw that it was in fact, a cow staring right at you and Harry.

“What about this one first?” Harry said with a laugh.

You scoffed at the joke before continuing to reply. “As long as it doesn’t hurt the cow, and only hurts the owner.”

You followed Harry and went to the side of the cow. You still continued to follow his league when he put his hands on the side of the cow.

“Push on three okay?” He said, pulling up his sleeves.

Three came sooner than later, and you were now pushing with all your might, the cow wasn’t budging a bit.

“Maybe we should find a smaller cow? Eh?” He asked after a couple minutes of trying. A part of you was glad he was finally giving up on the big heifer in front of you and settling for something smaller.

You two walked a couple more yards around the farm. “There.” Harry said, pointing to a small cow standing in the dark.

It looked so cute. You couldn’t help but smile at the little creature. You looked at Harry before replying. “No. He’s too cute. Besides, can’t we do something else to get Roy back? I know you’ve got some good ideas somewhere in that brain of yours.” You crossed your arms while looking at Harry with pleading eyes. You couldn’t possibly try to push the cute calf down.

“You think the little guy is cute, why don’t we help him escape from his terrible owner?” Harry smiled at you while waiting for your agreement, that same smirk appeared on his face as once before.

“Okay, but how.” You asked curiously as to how he would be able to execute this impulsive plan.

“On the other side of the field, it’s protected with barbed wire. I can cut it with my knife.” He reached for his switchblade to show you, flicking it out with his hand smoothly.

“Do you really think you’re gonna be able to cut the thick wire with a hand knife?” You were questioning his thought process even more than before. You wanted to hurry, worried you would’ve gotten caught by Roy. He probably would have been on his way home any time now.

“Trust me, I’ve been sharpening this bad boy the moment I got to Georgia. I think he can withstand a couple wires.” Harry Flicked his switchblade around, showing you a couple tricks.

“You down, doll?” He looked up at you with enticing eyes that made you feel a chill down your spine.

“Okay! I guess.” You smiled while uncrossing your arms.

It didn’t take long for you and him to get to the other side of the fence. Thankfully, you didn’t step into any cow manure or hidden holes. You sighed in relief when you got to the other side with no damage done to your shiny black shoes.

“Here it is. Where should we cut first?” Harry said while taking a good look at the fence. It wasn’t big at all. Just a couple lines of barbed wire and that was it.

“Maybe right there?” You pointed to the part of the fence that stood right in front of you.

“You got it, sweet thing.” He crouched down to the bottom row of wire, starting to saw into it immediately.

You stood there in silence. Not quite sure what to do with your hands or where to put your eyes other than to watch Harry cut into the thick layer of fencing.

“So I didn’t tell you, but I'm leaving in two weeks. We’re going up north for more training.”

When Harry told you that, a part of your heart slumped. You weren’t necessarily sad, but you had only just met him, and wanted to know as much as you could. Only two weeks.

“That’s not much time. Are you ready?” You asked, right as he surprisingly cut the bottom part loose.

“Ready as i’ll ever be. But don’t worry, we have more than enough time to get into trouble like this.” He threw a wink your way as he said it, making you laugh.

While he cut the other pieces of wire, you and him talked about all sorts of stuff, his life and yours, what you liked to do in the free time you had. Almost everything you could talk about during the short time.

Once the last bit of wire was loose, you were surprised. You didn’t think he would actually be able to cut through them all. But in the short time you had known him, you could tell that he wasn’t the type to give up on something he started.

“Now we have to wait for the cows to leave. Wanna go back into town?” He asked you as he stood up from his crouched position.

“Sure. We need to hurry though. I don’t want Roy seeing us.” Harry agreed and you and him walked the mile and a half back into town.

As you finally walked back into the downtown strip, almost no one was out. It was like a ghost town. You looked around at all of the closed lights, shivering at the light wind that passed through your thick dress.

“Ya cold? I’ve got my jacket?” He didn’t even wait for your response before he put his jacket on you. It was warm and smelled of wood and leather.

“Thank you.” You said lightly, trying to suppress your yawn.

“Should I walk you home? I don’t want ya to sleep walk around town with me.” He said with a laugh, pushing the side of his arm lightly into yours.

As you walked by him, you felt his hand brush yours every so often. You hesitated to go any further. If you were going to hold hands with him, he was going to be the person to initiate it. Almost immediately, his hand enclosed yours. Giving it a tight squeeze. You leaned onto his shoulder as you and him walked.

“Sure. I’m just a couple streets up.” You replied back. The walk wasn’t too silent. Harry filled the air with playful chatter. Making you laugh every so often. He was so full of character. Never going a beat without making a silly joke or telling an eventful story.

Only a couple blocks later and you two were standing at the doorstep of your quaint home. “Well, this is it.” You turned to him, slightly removing your hand from his grip.

“It was really nice meeting you. Maybe we could hang out again sometime.” He smiled at you as he pushed a part of your hair back. You stood there staring at him in the quiet seclusion of your neighborhood. Your eyes locked onto his. Oh how you didn’t want this night to end. The tension in the air was thick, you couldn’t tell if it was from the anticipation for him to make a move or a truth to how bad you wanted him.

He didn’t waste any time for you to take matters into your own hands. He kissed you hard, almost melting into you. The kiss made you feel all sorts of things inside.

“Goodnight, y/n.” He whispered in your ear before heading off back to base.

December 18th, 1945

As time worked, eventually Harry left for more training up north, and eventually to England and France. The last two weeks he spent in Georgia he visited you as much as he could. Going to the theatre or roaming around downtown talking.

Roy was furious about what happened to his fencing and cows. He never did figure out you and Harry were the ones who were responsible.

When he left a part of you was sad, but it wasn’t totally a surprise to you. You knew it was going to happen. Might as well rip the bandaid off as soon as possible.

“I’ll promise to write to you, okay?” He said to you before he left.

He broke his promise.

From D-Day to VE day you didn’t get a single letter. You waited by your mailbox for the first month or two, until you gave up. You figured either he didn’t make it, or he realized what a fool he was to go out with you.

You tried moving on. But a part of you made it so hard to forget the boy you had met 3 years ago.

It was now Christmastime. You had just finished up the decor on your tree. You had managed to find ornaments and other items that fit your personality perfectly. The weather was cold, you stayed inside during this time of year. It was just easier that way.

You had a christmas record playing in the background as you put up the empty boxes that once held your christmas decorations, when you heard the doorbell ring.

You furrowed your eyebrows. No one was expected to come over any time soon. You hadn’t invited anyone over in God knows how long. You reluctantly went to the door and opened it.

Him. It was him.

If your heart could medically drop into your gut, it would’ve. You forgot to breathe for a second.

“Hi.” He said quietly, a part of him looked guilty, the other part just looked happy to see you.

You were genuinely surprised. “I thought you were gone.” You opened the door wider than it was before. Now fully looking at him.

“I’m sorry I didn’t write. I didn’t think I was gonna make it the moment I left. I didn’t wanna put you through that ya’ know. I promised myself I would come back and formally apologize. So here I am.” He chuckled awkwardly at the end of his speech.

You were so shocked. You didn’t know what to say. “So. Not one scratch on the shoulder?” You laughed a little bit, remembering the speech of his about paratroopers.

“Not any big ones.” He returned a laugh. You could see his body relax from the joke.

He paused before speaking again, with a more serious tone. “I hope you know that, I didn’t go a day without thinking about you and what you were doing. I dreamed of you day and night.

You tried to be understanding, and in all honesty, you didn’t have room to hold a grudge. He was back in the states and safe. You could have written him, but you didn’t for the same reasons as his.

“I’m sorry. Truly.” Never did you think, an old winter fling from three years ago, one that you couldn’t help but think of whenever you watched a movie, saw a cow, or felt a drop in the temperature, was outside of your doorstep practically begging for you to forgive him.

You looked into his eyes. He showed nothing but honesty and desperation in them. You took a breath before speaking out. “I believe you.”

He smiled at your words, “I missed you.” He said softly.

You took another look at his face. His hair was shorter, you could tell that he hadn’t been sleeping enough. The faint bags around his eyes hadn’t changed. Those same eyes that you stared into for those two weeks three years ago stared right back at you as if time hadn’t been lost at all. Your heart almost exploded as you thought of how to respond.

“I missed you too.”

I hope you enjoyed again friend! I hope you all reading have a wonderful holiday! 💝

[mads-nixon]

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A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS @iceman-kazansky!! Gift two, here! I hope you like it!! hbo owns the rights, and this is about the fictional portrayal of easy company on the show. nothing but love and respect for veterans on this blog! Enjoy!

When he gets home, the first thing he does is marry you.

It's in a courthouse because it was the quickest way, and there were only a few members of both of your families there.

That night sure was one to remember.

I feel like Harry would be so so so excited to carry you across the threshold of your house for the first time. Adorable™️

Husband Harry would be the most attentive ever, I'm convinced.

After being away from you for so long, he tends to follow you like a lost puppy. Every now and then, you have to send him on some errands to get him out of the house.

When he was in the army, he always knew what he was supposed to do, but once he was home, he was uncertain of what do to. He didn't have a job for a little bit while he got accustomed to civilian life again. In the meantime, he was dedicated to being a loving husband.

Everyone knows Harry is a little bit of a wild child ("we're in a dell" and mr. jumps into Johnny's foxhole without saying the codeword) and he has a lot of energy.

When he gets a job as a teacher, it gives him an opportunity to engage with his students and get that energy out.

The first day he comes home from teaching, he goes on and on about each one of his students and how each of his lessons went.

He gets so excited, and you just love the way his eyes light up when he tells stories as you sit on the couch with him

(i have a feeling he teaches junior high history...but you decide which, though!)

"This little shithead in my second period asked how to do the writing assignment five seconds after I got done explaining it."

You just bust out laughing and ask, "And what did you do?"

"Well," he grinned. "I explained it again, even though I just wanted to slap the kid. What else was I supposed to do?"

You lean your head on his shoulder with a chuckle. "You could always use your army training and put the fear of God in them. Then they'd listen to you for sure, hon."

"True," Harry began, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you against him. "But after beating a few dictators in Europe, I'd rather not be a dictator in my own classroom. I want the kids to enjoy learning."

"You already sound like the best teacher those kids will have, Mr. Welsh," you whisper, smiling up at him.

"Why thank you, Mrs. Welsh."

He shoots you his signature toothy grin before leaning down and planting a soft kiss on your lips.

"Maybe you could teach our kid someday," you wonder aloud, hoping he will catch your drift.

"Oh yeah, that would be fun."

"Well, you've got about 11 years until you have the chance to."

He's confused for a second, his brows furrowed. "Why 11?"

You place a hand on your stomach. "Because that's how long until our baby will be in junior high, Harry."

The man is even more confused. "What baby?"

"Harry," you chuckle, the biggest smile painting your lips. "I'm pregnant. We're having a baby."

THIS MAN. I'M CONVINCED HE'D ALMOST PASS OUT FROM EXCITEMENT. EYES WIDE...JAW DROPPED

"We're gonna be parents?"

Pulling his stunned figure into a hug, you rub his back gently, holding back tears. "Yeah, we're gonna be parents, honey."

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When we met

Chapter 4

They moved out of the hell at Sturgis and to Beckinridge. The new camp had hot showers and good grub, but no place to sleep for the men, instead they had to sleep in tents again, it didn't take long for all of them to get ten-day furloughs.

Winters went home to spend time with his parents and Lipton went home and helped out at the boarding house, both of them missed the girls and hoped they would see them again.

Lane and Lew were not that lucky, they had gone home to New Jersey to visit their families.

After Lane had been home for three days, Lane's mom decided it was time for a dinner party, and of course the Nixon's were invited. Lane was happy she got to see Nix, which she hadn't seen since she got back home, her mother had her host tea with the all women in town and do charity work and give speeches at women's lunches.

Lane ignored her moms fuss and even put on a dress for the occasion, she knew Nixon would give her hell for it and he was probably in uniform.

Lane was standing in the hall and greeted the guest as they arrived, she was anxious to see Lew.

When the Nixon's arrived, Lane brought out the million-dollar smile. Nixon and Lane hadn't really discussed if they should make their relationship public or not.

Lew saw Lane as soon as he walked in the door, she was gorgeous, she was wearing a deep red dress and diamond earrings. Lew just hoped Sink wasn't there so he didn't have to talk war all night.

He really wanted to get Lane alone, he missed sleeping next to her, and held her close. Nix smiled and walked over to say hello to the host couple, he shook Lane's dads hand and kissed Lane's mom on the cheek and he just stared at Lane.

"You look absolutely breathtaking "He said and kissed her cheek, he stepped away and couldn't help but salute her.

Lane just rolled her eyes and took his arm. "Why don't we go find a more secluded place?" She said,

Lew smiled, he grabbed them both a drink, they walked outside, it was a bit cold and Lew put his jacket around Lane's shoulder.

He took her hand and looked down at their hands "Is your uncle here" Lew asked

Lane smiled "No he is in D.C, so don't worry" Lane said and kissed Nixon.

They were called to the table, Lane and Lew were seated next to each other, there was a lot of holding hands and hands on thighs going on through dinner.

Lane pulled Lew into the study and they got a little carried away, the door opened and Nixon's dad and Lane's dad stepped in, the two of them jumped apart.

It was too late, there was no hiding what was going on.

"So how long has this been going on?" Lane's dad asked and put his glass of scotch down on his desk.

"dad it's not…" Lane started

"Save it young lady, I knew there was something different about you when you came home, you were too happy" Lane's dad said.

"Sir, I really…." Nixon started, but a look from his father stopped him.

"You two have some explaining to do, and what about your divorce Lewis" Nixon's dad asked

Lane started to explain how the two of them had met up at OCS, and how they slowly became friends again, and after the divorce how they decided to give a relationship a try and how it had worked out, and that they worked together at S2.

"did your uncle know about this" Lane's father asked

Lane knew she had to keep uncle Robert out of this "No, nobody except some of the other officers" Lane said and crossed her fingers behind her back.

"I am not happy about this Stan" Lane's father said to Nixon's father.

"I understand Fred, but what are we going to do?" Nixon's father said.

Lane and Lew slipped out of the study and waited in the hall for them to get called back in the study.

"The two of you are going to keep this from your mothers, and if you both get through this war alright, we will discuss it again, and see what happens" Lanes father said

Lane fought the urge to roll her eyes, they were going to be across an ocean, so they could pretty much do as they pleased, so she just smiled and agreed.

Nixon gave her hand a squeeze and headed home, with his parents.

For the rest of the leave Lane and Nixon were kept pretty much apart by their fathers, so when the leave ended Lane was happy to get back to Camp.

Mid-august they were all once again loaded into trains, and once again, the only two people who knew where they were going were Lane and Nixon.

"Come on captain, you can tell me, I won't tell anyone" Bill was trying to get Lane to tell him where they were heading, so he could win a bet with Liebgott.

"Leave the pretty Captain alone" Welsh said

He was sitting beside Nixon, and the two of them were sharing Nixon' flask, which meant they would be plastered before they reached their destination. Lane sighed once again she would be the one to organize the S2 section, she was getting a little annoyed with Nix drinking.

Winters was writing a letter, no doubt to Katie, he usually handed them to Lane who sent them to Katie, since she knew where she was.

Lane looked at Welsh "aww, thanks lieutenant handsome" Lane cooed to Welsh.

Nixon looked at Welsh "hey get your own girl" He said

"I got a girl, but she is not here so I have to borrow yours," Welsh said with a smirk.

Lane shook her head and left her seat, she wandered down to the part of the train where the enlisted men were, she wanted to find some sane company, it seemed like all the officers were out of their minds these days.

She found Easy company, Bill was back there making bets about where they were going, Liebgott was taking his bet and they were both wrong, if they just had bothered to look out of the window, they would know where they were heading.

Luz looked up "hey Captain going my way" he said

"Depends on where you are going" Lane said

"I don't know, why you don't tell me," Luz said

"Can't do that, but I can tell you, that there once again will be pretty red cross girls there, for you lot to flirt with" Lane said and looked around the train.

She wondered how many of the cocky young men would make it through the war, how many would be killed or wounded.

Would the men she was close to make it? and would she make it home? she was an Intelligence officer, but that didn't mean she wasn't in danger, she would be the one walking the line at two in the morning, and swimming rivers to collect Intel.

Would she return from the war? Would Lew? She wasn't sure and it scared the hell out of her, all she could do was live in the moment, she never had any regrets.

"She knew, she would carry his love with her through the invasion, it would be her strength for holding on every minute she had to be gone, she would have everything she would need, carrying his love with her in her heart, a heart she had held on to for so many, many years.

Lane had once decided never to fall in love, her dad being a notorious cheater and her mom had been putting on a brave face. Lane knew her mom knew about the affairs and a long time ago Lane had decided that love was not for her, and that most men in her circle were not to be trusted, and lord behold here was Lewis Nixon sweeping her off her  feet.

Well you only live once right? and who knew how long her life would be.

"hey Captain, you in on a poker game" Talbert asked her

"Can’t, I have been told that I can't gamble with you guys anymore, Sinks order after I cleaned you out last week, and somebody complained to Winters" Lane said

There was a low mumbling about who the culprit could be, but no one knew.

"But I will stay and bull shit with you guys, if you will let me in on the latest gossip around the barracks" Lane said.

"Well rumor has it Lipton is in love with Mia, but she isn't answering any of his letters, so he is acting like a complete bear" Liebgott said he wasn't afraid Lipton wasn't his platoon sergeant.

Lip had changed since Mia and Katie had left. It was strange about the letters, Lane had sent the letters herself, who was keeping Mia's letters, Lane could only think of one person, Sobel, he had to have a hand in this.

"So are you telling me, that he hasn't heard anything from Mia, what about Winters has he heard from Katie, and Speirs?" Lane asked

"Rumor says no" Tab said

"Hm, Maybe I should have a little talk with Evans" Lane said

"What else give me something" Lane said

"Well rumor says Speirs is going to propose to lieutenant Hunt, once we get to where we are going" Luz said

"What, no way" Tab said

"True, heard from a sergeant over in D. company" Luz said

"That rumor I know is not true, Someone is getting proposed to, and the old Sparky did help pick out the ring" Lane said

"Well who is getting hitched then?" Luz asked

"McMillan, he is proposing to that field nurse they have tacking along with them, as soon as we hook up with the 326th" Lane said.

"Good, made me feel a lot better," Talbert said and let out a breath.

"Well what about you Nixon?" Luz asked Lane

"We are just taking one day at the time, no hurry, who knows next year at this time I could be six feet under" Lane said.

"cynical much Captain" Luz said

"Realistic, dear Luz," Lane said.

Lane noticed Evans walking towards her, she stood up and grabbed him by his collar, "Where are they" She asked him and pushed him up against the wall

"Where are what?" The scared sergeant said he was Sobel's right hand and he was hated by most of the men.

"The fucking Letters from the 326th, don't even try to deny it" Lane spat out

"I don't..." That as far as Evans got, before Lane slammed him up against the wall once again

"Once again, where are the letters Evans?" Lane said through her teeth

"Sobel got them in his footlocker" Evans said

"Thank you, oh and this stays between us, got it?" Lane said

Lane walked back to the men "I need a couple of volunteers who wants to mess with Sobe,l and I will take all the blame" Lane said

Guarnere, Toye and Luz were on their feet in no time.

"Rumor has it Sobel is keeping Lips and Winters letters in his footlocker, so let's go find the cargo wagon" Lane said

The group walked through the train, and when they walked past D, company Speirs looked up, he had a questioning look in his eyes "She is ok, we are just on a mission" Lane said and smiled.

They found the cargo wagon, and found Sobel's footlocker, Lane, who was the only one who carried live ammunition, considered for a brief moment shooting the lock of the thing.

Instead Bill picked the lock and inside they found what they came for.

They gathered the letters, and got the hell out of there.

Lane held all the letters in her hand, she was beyond pissed off, what kind of person did this, she ought to have Sobel court-martial for this.

Thinking about the amount of paperwork a court martial would land her, she dropped the idea; she knew she would get the bastard back soon enough.

Back with Easy Lane, Mia dropped Mia's bundled letters up in Lipton's lap and smiled, "Don't ask, just read them" Lane said.

Lipton opened the first Letter from Mia.

Dear Lip

I can't believe we were separated only hours after finally finding each other.

The jeep ride to, well I can't tell you where I am, for security reasons, was long and boring.

I was thinking about you the whole way here.

When we arrived we were quartered in a barrack with a bunch of new nurses. The only exception is D company's field nurse, Sophie. She is as miserable as Katie, Dani and I, she is apparently involved with the XO of D. company.

The barracks here are nice, hot water for showers and good chow, I still haven't figured out the idea behind sending us here.

Katie has more skills in her pinky than any of the regimental surgeons, they look like freaking idiots compared to Katie, and Sophie and I are more experienced than the head nurse, so the three of us try to be polite and nod when needed.

I miss you, especially at night. I can hear the young nurses talk about their boyfriends. I miss our talks and the feeling of your arms wrapped around me and the scent of you, I cant wait till you finally get here, that's what gets me through this.

Love

Mia

There was a whole stack of letters and Lip couldn't wait to read them, but he would wait until he was somewhere quieter.

Lane had dropped off Katie's letters and Winters was now reading the first one.

Dear Dick

So here I am, surrounded by incompetent morons, I don't know where they recruited these morons, just be glad the second battalion has Mia, Sophie and I.

I watched one of the doctors kill a man today, thank god he was only practicing on a dummy, I had to show a major how to do his job.

It's like I am in a special kind of hell designed just for me.

Enough complaining, I do miss and I wish you were here with me, I miss sleeping next to you and listening to your heartbeat in your chest knowing that it beats in sync with mine.

See you soon.

Love you

Katie.

Ps: tell McMillan he better come bearing an engagement ring for Sophie, she cries at night, when she thinks everyone is asleep, she really, really misses him. And tell Speirs that Dani misses him, but refuses to write to him.

She loves him, that's all that went through Winter's head after reading Katie's letter, she really did love him, a stone fell from his heart, he loved her too, he just hadn't told her, he was saving it for a special occasion.

The train slowed down and finally came to a stop, the men were herded out and they climbed into the waiting trucks.

They were taken to camp Shanks 30 miles up the Hudson river from New York city.

Easy company jumped off the truck and was called to attention, Sobel was conducting an inspection, when three girls came running across the parade ground, coming to a screeching hold behind him.

He could hear some laughing behind him and the men's attention wasn't on him, he felt like he had no choice, but to dismiss the men, when he saw Captain Easterday looking at him with her ice cold eyes. Evans had told him about their run-in on the train, and Sobel knew that the letters, which used to be in his footlocker, were now in possession of their rightful owners.

He wanted to avoid any trouble with Lane. After an incident where he had caught her fooling around with Nixon, he had complained to Sink about her behavior, only to find that Captain Easterday was Sinks niece, and if he knew what was good for him, he would stay on her good side, Sink adored his niece and protected her against any wrong.

"Dismissed," Sobel said.

Hearing a loud cry Lane looked over at Mia and Lipton, they were currently trying to fit into one set of clothes.

Winters was standing facing Katie, smiling and holding both her hands.

Lane saw the two of them walk off towards the officer's quarter, knowing Katie she was going to make the lieutenant snuggle with her; she had been in scrubs looking very tired, but really happy.

Lane felt a hand on her shoulder, she put hers on top of it and smiled, Nixon put his arms around her waist "Are you happy now" he said

"I am very happy, I got a good feeling about this" She said, when she saw McMillan drop to one knee in front of his field nurse, of course Sophie accepted and she started to cry.

Dani just stood with her bag looking around for Speirs, but he wasn’t there.

A few inoculations later and with arms that felt paralyzed they boarded a troop transport ship, to cross the ocean.

The ocean liner was designed to carry a thousand passengers, but was currently carrying 5000 soldiers.

The officers were quartered in cabins above deck and the men were in bunks below deck.

It was crammed and any attempt to do PT had to be stopped, Lane, Mia, Dani, Katie and Sophie shared a cabin. Sophie was a welcome addition to their little group, she was a smart, and sassy girl from Ohio, with green eyes and ginger hair, her parents had immigrated to the US from Ireland when Sophie was ten years old, and she still had a bit of an accent, which was what drove McMillan absolutely up the wall.

The girls weren't always where they should be at night.

Dani was with her men most of the time, the close quarters were getting to them, they were getting tired of playing poker and craps and there was a sudden amount of tension rising.

One of the men was making a crack about, that right now some lucky bastard was heading to the pacific, with flamingoes and naked native women.

Domingus said that Flamingos are mean, they bite and someone said "so does the naked native ladies"

One day Liebgott and Bill got in a fight over Sobel and Dani tried to separate them, and got hit by Bill's elbow, right in her temple, everything went black, right before she hit the deck a pair of strong arms caught her and carried her back to her cabin.

When she came thru she looked into a pair of green eyes and Sophie smiled at her and said "Welcome back, someone has been pacing the hall waiting to see you"

Sophie opened the door and a very angry Speirs walked in the door.

"You Ok?" he asked

"I am fine, what did you do to Bill, and how did you know about the fight, I assume you were the one who caught me" Dani said

"Well I threatened to rearrange Bill's face, I was actually below deck when the fight broke out, and that's how I made it over in time to catch you" Ron said.

After Speirs little pep talk there were no more fights for the duration of the trip, the troop ship arrived in England and the troops were shipped off to Aldbourne.

Aldbourne 1943

Easy Company arrived in Aldbourne in the middle of the night, they soon realized they were in a war zone and the total black out impressed them.

The men were Quartered in Nissan huts, and the officers in a very crammed manor house. Dani, Lane, Katie, Mia and Sophie were all sharing a room with bunk beds and they loved it, it was like being back at Toccoa.

Lane threw her bag on a bunk, and sat down "God, it's so good to have a decent bed again" she said.

"Yeah enjoy, there are four people in this room, who won't be getting any sleep the next few weeks" Katie said

Katie, Mia, Dani and Sophie were supposed to report to the camp hospital the next morning, there were wounded who needed treatment.

The first weekend in England everybody got a weekend pass, and there was a dance in Swindon.

Lane, Dani, Mia and Sophie were all going; Katie had a shift at the hospital.

It didn't bother her, she rather spent the evening with the wounded, and she hoped Winters would stop by.

Lane decided it was a civilian clothing event, and the girls all wore dresses, high heels and make up.

"I can't remember the last time I wore a dress," Sophie said

Sophie had been a nurse at Pearl Harbor and then later in Africa, she had been shipped from one place to the next the past three years. She didn't complain, her parents were very proud of her, and encouraged her to do what she felt she needed to do.

Lane was very jealous of Sophie's relationship with her parents, but she absolutely adored Sophie, McMillan was a lucky man.

They walked over to the truck that was going to take them to Swindon.

Dani was caught by a strong pair of arms, before she could get on a truck with the Easy men.

Speirs took her hand and led her to a jeep in front of the convoy. Dani noticed McMillan was guiding Sophie the same way, and the four of them got in the jeep and waited for the signal to head out.

Lipton helped Mia in the back of a truck "Sorry I don't have a jeep for you" He said

Mia looked at him and took his hand in his "It's ok as long as you are here nothing else matters" Mia said, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Hey Captain Easterday, where is your dream beau?" Luz asked Lane

"Already there, and probably drunk as a skunk, along with Welsh" Lane said.

The Column moved towards Swindon. The men were already in a good mood, Lane was laughing along with the men, and she was sharing a bottle of whiskey with Guarnere, Toye and Malarkey.

When they arrived at the dance Lane was tipsy; the soldiers stumbled into the dance hall. Nixon and Welsh were already there, sitting at the bar.

Lane stumbled over to Nixon, who had actually been holding back, so when he saw Lane he knew it had been a wise choice, "Hey babe, how about a dance handsome?" Lane said.

"sure, why not, drunk much Easterday" Nixon said

"Yes and you know what? I like it" Lane said

"I bet you do," Nixon said and led her out on the floor.

Dani was sitting at a table with Sophie, Speirs and McMillan, and a couple of the other officers, they were talking about their men and the company.

Dani excused herself, Speirs let her out, thinking she would be right back. She found Luz, Talbert, Mia, Lipton, Guarnere, Toye, Liebgott, sitting at a table laughing and drinking, and she decided this was the place to be.

"hey lieutenant sits down" Luz said

"Don't mind if I do," She said, and before she had a chance to blink, a drink was placed before her.

"So how come you are not sitting with Sparky?" Guarnere asked

"Well Bill, the Dog guys have nothing on my Easy guys, cheers" Dani said.

Dani was talking with Luz and Talbert who had joined them when he noticed Dani at the table.

Dani was getting louder and louder as the night progressed, there was no one to stop her drinking.

Mia and Lipton were to wrapped up in each other, and spend half the night on the dance floor

Lane, Nix and Welsh were drunk, and Speirs was to wrapped up in his conversation and drinking with the officers to, even notice how long Dani was gone,

Sophie, who had stayed sober, she had to drive the jeep back, noticed where the night was heading.

Dani was on the dance floor, dancing a little too close to Bull. Sophie knew Dani was safe with Bull; he was like a big teddy bear and would not take advantage of a drunken Dani.

The Easy and Dog officers needed to leave; Sophie stood up and told her drunken fiancé to get on his feet.

"Mac get up, honey we are leaving" Sophie said

McMillan was too drunk to object, just looked at Speirs "Hey Sparky, we are heading out" he said

Speirs, who was very inebriated at this point, suddenly remembered he had Dani with him at one point, his eyes were glassy, he looked around to see if he could spot her.

His heart clenched a little when he saw her sitting on Talbert's lap.

He walked over and held his hand out to her; Dani, who was too drunk to object, just took it and followed him out while she stumbled after Speirs.

He got her in the back of the jeep and got in next to her, Dani leaned up against him and gave him a drunken smile and the tirade of angry words he had been holding back disappeared, Dani just sighed and closed her eyes and leaned against Speirs "I love you" She said.

He pulled her close "I know," he said as they drove off.

While everybody else was at the dance, Winters was alone in the enormous manor house, he was in the room he shared with Welsh. He heard someone walking down the hall, and a cup of coffee appeared in the door, and soon after Katie's head, peaked in "Busy" She asked

"No, not really" Winters said

"Well I am on my break, and I was hoping a handsome lieutenant would come by and visit, but instead I have to settle for you" Katie said and smiled at Winters

"Well here I am, so are you busy," He asked Katie

"Yes, we have wounded coming through, and it's not pretty I can tell you that" Katie said.

"Well I guess they are getting the best care in the army, with you there," Winters said

Katie finished her coffee "I have to get back, I have a surgery" Katie said and kissed Winters

"Be careful," He said

Katie just smiled, tapped the doorframe and walked out.

When Dani woke up the next morning she had a killer headache, and wanted to stay under her covers. The other girls started to move around; Dani just groaned and turned her back to them.

Lucky for her it was Sunday, her day off.

Lane was sitting on the edge of her bed looking like hell, Katie was in day-old scrubs, and she was clearly headed to bed; Mia and Sophie, who had been the only two sober, was on their way to the hospital.

Lane got up "I can't believe I have a meeting with Sink in an hour" She said and gathered her uniform and headed for the shower.

Dani and Katie were alone. "Hey Katie, can I ask you something?" Dani said

"Sure, what up sissy?" Katie said

"I told Speirs, I loved him," she said

"What did he say?" Katie said

"I know" she answered 

"Dani,  don't worry, that man is bat shit crazy about you, and of course he loves you, everybody can see that, he just doesn't know how to say it yet, now get some sleep" Katie said and fell asleep.

Katie had her own problems at the hospital, they were understaffed, and once again she was the most experienced surgeon on staff, which meant she was on call twenty for hours a day, and it took its toll on her.

Katie was getting agitated and snapped at the nurses and medics; Roe finally had enough and went to Winters.

There was a knock on Winters door, he looked up and saw it was Roe "Roe, what can I do for you?" Winters said

"We got to do something about Captain Hendrick, she is threatening to kill everybody who comes in her way, and she is used and needs some rest, or something" Roe said

"Why come to me with this, and not Major Barfield?" Winters asked Roe

"Well, I didn't want her to get in trouble sir" Roe said

"I will do what I can Doc" Winters said

Roe nodded and walked out.

Winters looked out of the window; he had enough problems as it was, the NCOs' was mumbling, the trouble with Sobel had intensified, Sobel was getting jumpy in the field.

Now this, Katie, he knew it had to be bad, he never heard her raise her voice, and so it had to be bad at the hospital.

He decided to go find Katie, if she was anywhere to be found that was. He met Nixon and Lane, they were watching some of the boys playing basketball. Winters stopped to talk about the troubles with Sobel, he asked Lane about Katie, but she couldn't tell him anything, she never saw her, and Lane was just as busy.

"If you want to find her, ask Mia and if you need her, find Lipton, they are inseparable when they are both of, its sick" Lane said

Winters just looked at Lane "Ah ha" he said, and gestured to Lane who was leaning up against Nixon.

A jeep stopped, and sergeant Evans hopped out.

"With the compliments of Captain Sobel, sir" Evans said with a smirk

Nixon read the letter over Winters back, "for crying out loud, he misspelled Court Martial" Nixon said.

Winters folded the letter and walked off, he was mad at Sobel for messing with him like that.

Winters walked into the hospital and found Katie, she was in the supply room, trying to find something she could use for a man who badly needed a slower drip.

"hey honey, what the matter with you" Katie could tell something was wrong.

"Sobel is court-martialing me for an infraction I didn't commit" Winters said

Katie could tell Dick was most upset about the fact Sobel was saying he had been negligent of his duty, not so much about the court martial itself.

"You have nothing to worry about, you didn't do anything wrong, we will find a way out of this" Katie said and hugged Winters.

"I know… it's just really frustrating, trying to put up with him," Winters said.

Winters were transferred to battalion mess and the NCO was getting ready to commit mutiny.

Mia was trying to talk Lipton out of going with the other NCO to turn in his stripes "You can't do it, you can get lined up against the wall and shot" Mia said

"I know you are scared, but I have to do this. I can't let them do it alone" Lipton said

"Please just be careful ok, don't do anything stupid, and don't let Ranney take charge he will blow it" Mia said

Lipton walked over and put his hands on her arms and looked her in the eyes "It's going to be fine" Ok.

Mia was still a little iffy about the whole deal, and decided to go to Winters.

He walked into the barn and saw the NCO writing their letters of resignation, he told them not to do it, that it was an act of mutiny and punishable by death or prison.

Winters talked the NCO out of presenting Sink with an ultimatum.

Lipton walked into the hospital along with Winters who was still a little mad at the NCO, he understood where they were coming from, and wished there was some way of getting rid of Sobel.

Winters just nodded at Lip, he knew the lieutenant hadn't forgiven the men yet.

Lipton found Mia, she was tending to a wounded man, and Lip just hung back and waited for her to finish.

Mia finished up and gave the man a few encouraging words, and put her hand on the man's shoulder.

Mia walked by Lipton and he followed her out into the hallway, he could tell she hadn't forgiven him either.

"So how did it go" She said over her shoulder

"Winters talked us out of it" Lipton said

"Good" Mia said and kept walking

Lipton followed her, he had to avoid patients and medics "Mia, it can't go on, we can't follow Sobel into combat, Mia will you stop please" Lipton said

Mia opened the door to the nurse's office, and gestured for Lipton to follow her in.

Lipton walked over and hugged Mia "Mia we can't follow him into combat, he will get us all killed, think about it, that means you and Dani to, and I can't have the two of you in danger, let's just hope Sink figures this out" Lipton said

Mia looked at Lipton, he was just worried about all the men, and it was one of his best qualities, his empathy and concern for the men.

"I know, I know, it's just my job to look after you" Mia said

"Yeah it is," Lip said and kissed her.

Somewhere else in the hospital Katie was throwing a tantrum, about the incompetence of the army, and how it was slowly sucking the life out of her.

Winters heard it all the way down the hall, and he hurried down to her office, opened the door and told the scared lieutenant, who was on the receiving end of the tantrum, to get out of there.

"What are you doing" Winters asked

"They keep sending me god damn residents, who know absolutely shit, I can't have them out in the field killing the men, I can't do it any more" Katie said

Winters could tell Mia was about to have a major breakdown, she was tough, but the sleep deprivation and the inexperienced staff was draining her, and the fact she was in charge of a company of inexperienced doctors and nurses didn't help. Katie had worked twenty four hours a day for weeks, it was getting too much.

"Katie, let's go get out of here, just for a couple of hours, come on let's take a nap, there is someone I want you to meet and you can yell at him if you want to" Winters said

"I can't leave my patients" Katie started to protest

"Yes you can, Mia and Sophie can come get you if anything happens, come on lets go" Winters said

"I…."

"We are going sweetheart, get in the jeep" Winters had led Katie outside while they were talking.

"Where are we going" Katie asked

"To get one of the new officers from Easy" Winters said and fired the engine

They drove off, and Winters stopped in front of the mess and a blond all American jock walked out.

"Oh I am guessing Nixon just loves him" Katie said

"He put him charge of the battalion's Physical training" Winters said

"Oh he got him running all over then, well I guess that man is just going to love Lane then" Katie said.

Buck Compton got in the front of the jeep.

Winters started to reprimand Buck "These men has been through the toughest training the army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it

Christ Dick I was just shooting craps with them, it's not like...

"You know why they volunteered, so when thing got really bad, the man in the foxhole next to them would be the best, not some draftee who would get them killed

"Are you ticked because they like me? because I am spending time getting to know my soldiers? I mean come on you've been with these guys for what two years? I been here for six days" Buck said

"You were gambling Buck"

"so what soldiers do that, I don't deserve a reprimand for it" Buck tried to defend himself

"What if you won?" Winters continued.

"What" Buck Said?

"WHAT IF YOU WON" Winters repeated, and got out of the jeep, he held his hand out to Katie who took and he helped her down from the jeep.

Katie turned and looked at Buck "Never put yourself in a position where you can take from these men" Katie said and walked off, leaving a mopping Buck behind.

A few days later Sink came down and gave all the noncoms hell, Sobel got transferred to Chilton Foliat.

"Hey girls come here and check out the new Easy commander," Sophie said

The girls were in the mess and Winters was showing lieutenant Meehan the ropes, they were standing outside talking.

The girls slowly gathered by the door and looked out, they all looked at Meehan with very approving eyes, and he was a handsome man.

Nixon and Lipton were walking towards the mess, and noticed the girls checking out the new lieutenant.

They didn't approve of their girls drooling over some guy, but then again, it was fun to watch Meehan squirm under the girls gazing eyes.

"What are you doing" Nixon asked

Lane turned around and smiled "We are just enjoying the fact Easy got a new CO." She said

"Sure you were," Lipton said and pulled Mia to him just to make sure.

Speirs came around the corner and noticed Dani and Sophie were giggling, and ogling the new Easy lieutenant.

"Sophie, McMillan wants you" Speirs said and gave Dani a cold stare and Dani flushed knowing she had been caught.

Winters looked at the girls "Well sir, I think we should move on" he said to Meehan.

Christmas came and went and so did new years on the first day in April, Easy moved with the rest of the 101st to Upottery.

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Poker Game (Lewis Nixon x GN!Reader)

Summary: It’s the end of the war and you’re playing poker with some of the officers, including your one and only crush, Lewis Nixon.

Requested by: anonymous (Hi! You’re back! And you wrote a new Nixon fic 💗🤗👏 Here’s an idea for another Lewis Nixon x reader fic, but it’s a little specific so ignore this if you don’t want to write it 💕)

Prompt: 116 – “Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?” (the prompt isn’t strictly used but the imagine is loosely based on it)

A.N.: Here's another Nixon one (it not proofread). Also, Generation Kill and SAS: Rogue Heroes appeared on my fandom list, so feel free to send requests. I'll be faster this time, I promise haha.

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Playing cards when the war is over certainly doesn’t feel that much different than in Aldbourne or in Haegenau. It is a rather strange emotion, knowing that you will not have to pick up your M1 Garand the next day (or in a few minutes). You still can’t differentiate it because you have not wrapped your head around it. None of the Easy Company soldiers have.

But something is nonetheless different, you can breathe more easily, the sun is somehow brighter although everything is just the same. A strange emotion indeed.

“Stop daydreaming, Lieutenant, and fucking play.” Nixon’s voice disturbs you from your thinking and you turn your head to him. He’s smiling, actually smiling, something you haven’t seen him do for far too long, his cheeks are red, although that might be from all the alcohol he’s already drank.

“Calm down, soldier, I’ll kick your ass in no time!” you reply, a devilish grin appears on your face and Nixon’s smile immediately widens. You can’t see it, for your eyes are still fixated on Lewis only while figuring out your next move, but Harry Welsh is whispering to Lipton (like two little girls) just how oblivious you are in the most loving manner. That is something that Lipton, too, hasn’t been quite able to comprehend; you seeing everything in combat, knowing where everybody is, anticipating enemy movement, but absolutely unaware of how Nixon has been watching you with the biggest lovestruck eyes for months.

The truth is, Nixon has been crushing on you, hard, since goddamn Toccoa, Lip knew this, Dick knew this, Welsh knew this, hell even George and Liebgott noticed too, but he was still married at that time, even though unhappily, so he tried to hide it somehow. But then his wife divorced him, and he was angry, not particularly because she was leaving him but because she was also taking his dog, that he loved immensely and was his dog in the first place. But then you appeared, right after he threw away his helmet, and he forgot to be angry completely.

You knew about the troubles he’d been having with his wife, feeling the sting of jealousy that you didn’t even bother to deny to yourself. So when Dick, who’d been there to take on Lewis’s initial anger, gave you a look you knew what had happened. After that, Lewis Nixon has been a total lovestruck idiot.

You raise the bets, feeling particularly lucky this evening, and turn to Nixon with raised eyebrows. You can see just how drunk he truly is, again, but not that much as he can be, but you hate it nonetheless. So when Lewis reaches for his money to raise the bets too, you grab his full glass and down it in one take. At first, you feel like coughing because the whiskey is stronger that you anticipated, but you manage to fight it.

The whole table is looking at you in surprise, Lip and Welsh giggle in anticipation, both of them knowing (even before you two) exactly where the evening will lead for the two of you; Speirs is sort of just sitting there, sipping on his beer, amused by the whole situation.

“Don’t you toy with me, woman.” Nixon says, his voice somehow deeper than usual and you, despite trying not to, shiver. Lewis shifts in his seat, and then, just like that, his leg is pressed against yours in a manner that is not apparent to anyone sitting at the other sides of the table.

Harry coughs. “Should we go?” The question is unanswered for too long, both of you waiting for the other one to talk.

“There is no reason for you to leave,” you finally manage to get out of yourself as nonchalantly as you can. You barely just register you answered for all you can focus on is Lewis’s leg against yours. You want to pull away, not make it too easy for him, but you can’t, you need his touch, to feel him present, next to you.

Somehow you finish the game, you’re very much aware of the fact that Lewis hasn’t poured himself another drink for the rest of the evening and you’re wondering if he figured out that you hate his often drinking.

You immediately excuse yourself from the table, desperate for some fresh air for the room is suddenly too small for you and Lewis Nixon. You’re just reaching for the door knob when you hear another chair being pushed away and a deep voice saying “Sorry, gentlemen. I gotta… go.” Harry laughs at that, “That you do!”

You smile to yourself, your cheeks reddening.

Lewis catches up to you in the corridor, his arm instinctively finds your waist, rests on your hip, as he lightly presses you into him. It’s so nice to finally feel something after those long years of combat training and war.

You’ve been alone for too long, he’s been alone for too long, no words are needed, all communication is carried out between your eyes only because that’s all you need. He is here, after all this time, and it “only” took one war and one divorce for you to find your way to each other.

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The fact that nobody ever talks about welsh remus!!! REMUS SPEAKING WELSH!! remus writing in welsh!! remus with a cute little welsh accent!!! Remus singing welsh songs!!!!!

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Forever Is the Sweetest Con

And you asked me to dance

And I said, “Dancing is a dangerous game.”

Wanting to be just like her mother, Rebecca decides to become a nurse but is realizing she wants more to her name. When an old friend of her father offers her an opportunity to show her worth, Rebecca realizes she got a lot more than she bargained for.

Lewis Nixon/Original Female Character

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Warnings: None

This work is purely fiction and based on the HBO miniseries ‘Band of Brothers’. No disrespect is meant to the real men of Easy Company and those who fought in WWII. Historical inaccuracy is likely.

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Chapter 2

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July 1942

Camp Toccoa, Georgia.

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Rebecca had been at Toccoa for about three months. Since then, she had become a paratrooper with training from Strayer. Most days were spent planning lectures in a small office at headquarters.

She was in Sink’s office discussing which soldiers were chosen to become medics when Strayer came in asking to speak with Sink outside. Rebecca gave Sink a nod as he walked out of his office. Sitting on the corner of his desk, the woman looks over the file of Eugene Roe. He looks like he could be a decent medic.

A knock interrupted her thoughts. Two lieutenants carefully walked in. The first was a tall, stocky soldier with red hair. The other, lean with tired eyes and a faint smirk painted on his lips.

The ginger cleared his throat, “Excuse me, Miss, is this Colonel Sink’s office?”

Rebecca puts away the file, “Yes, he -um stepped out for a minute.”

The lieutenant nodded and awkward silence quickly filled the room. He decided to introduce himself, “I’m Lieutenant Richard Winters,” he gestures next to him, “and this is Lieutenant Lewis Nixon.”

A gentle smile appears on her face, “Rebecca. It's nice to meet you both.”

“So, you uh the Colonel’s secretary?” Nixon questions with curiosity. Dick gives him a nudge with his elbow.

The smile drops from the woman’s face and an unimpressed look replaces it. “Excuse me?”

“Ah Winters, Nixon,” Sink greets while walking back into his office, “I see you met the Doc herself.”

Rebecca couldn't help but smirk as she saw the look on the lieutenant’s face. Turning to Sink, she gives him a salute. She turns back around to leave, “I'll leave you boys to it.”

Closing the door as she left, she can help but pause. Sink had called her doctor.

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Wherever Rebecca went, she somehow ran into Winters and Nixon. The simple hellos turned into Dick finding this way to first aid to complain about first lieutenant Sobel. Dick didn't like the word complain when the young woman called him out on it, instead he saw it as talking down upon. Nixon would occasionally join him on the trip to see the doctor. The friendship between the three quickly developed.

Training the medics was certainly an experience. There are a lot of times Rebecca has to remind herself that these men were just civilians. Of course, there were some who didn’t like that she was a woman. Don’t worry, Rebecca reminded them she’s essentially their first lieutenant when she's around. That made them shut up.

The lesson today included how to insert a morphine syrette. A simple task, Rebecca thought but surely, she was wrong. A medic from Able company struggled with inserting the needle too fast, the morphine too fast, and the wrong angle.

It was late when the medic was able to correctly insert the morphine into the dummy. The doctor double checked his work before she gave a firm nod with a relieved smile, “Congratulations soldier, you properly distributed morphine.” A cheer erupted from the fellow medics around them.

After dismissing the boys and cleaning up, Rebecca decided a coffee was much needed. She still had paperwork to fill out.

The walk to the mess hall was quiet. The sounds of the crickets and peepers had a calming effect. Thankfully no one was in the mess hall when she arrived. Preparing herself a cup of coffee, Rebecca took a seat and relaxed.

“You look like shit,” Lewis commented as he walked into the mess hall.

Rebecca rolled her eyes at the remark, “Thanks, Nix. You sure do know how to make a woman feel better.”

He chuckled before taking a seat right next to her. The two sat in comfortable silence. The silence was interrupted when Rebecca let out a yawn.

“Long day?” He questioned.

“Well,” She started, "My day started at first aid where I had a line out the door-”

Nixon raised an eyebrow, “What happened?”

Rebecca lets out a scoff, “Don't worry. There was nothing wrong with them. When I asked them what was wrong, I could tell they made up an excuse to see me.”

He smirks at her, “That’s what I do.”

The woman lets out a laugh while stirring her coffee, “Yeah but you don’t come in just to ogle at me.”

“Just when you're not looking.”

Rebecca whipped around and looked at him incredulously. His lazy smirk could almost make her blush but it didn’t. She was not letting that happen. “Ha. Ha. Very funny.”

Nixon lets out a chuckle. She rolls her eyes at him.

“Anyways, a medic I’m training couldn't correctly insert a morphine syrette and it took forever to get him to do it properly.”

“Wouldn't want him to be my medic,” He leans back against the table.

Rebecca waved her hand, “He’s in Able Company, you're safe.”

She stifled another yawn, hoping Nix didn't notice. She liked talking to him.

“You should go get some sleep, Becca,” he suggests before taking a swig from his flask.

Rebecca looks at him. Becca. No one has ever called her that. It was nice. She quieted her thoughts, “Don’t worry, I will. I just have to finish some paperwork.”

He insisted on walking her back to her barracks. She offered him a cigarette on their way. The two stopped when she got out her lighter. She unfortunately picked up the habit since arriving at Camp Toccoa. Lifting up the flame to give him a light, Nix gently grabs her wrist to steady the flame.

Rebecca studies him through her lashes. She could tell he was lost in his thoughts just by the way his eyes glistened at her. The flame dims, his cigarette long lit yet still holding onto her wrist. “Nixon,” she mutters with a light shove, “Stop looking at me like that.”

The man snaps out of his daze and lets her hand go. He clears his throat and murmurs an apology. The two continue their walk in comfortable silence. Rebecca enjoying the sounds of the night. Men could be heard laughing in their barracks while others were snoring. When they reach her barrack, Rebecca walks up the steps. She turns around, “Have a good night, Nixon.”

He gives her a smile, “You too, Becca.”

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Durmstrang Champion (Viktor Krum X Male Reader)

Hogwarts was quite different now that there are two other magical schools use the same building. That being said, there are barely any problems with it. In fact, the students between the three schools get along pretty well, most of the time. Along the students, four of them stand out, because the Triwizard Tournament. One of which is Viktor Krum from Durmstrang Institute. Since he came from a school where being taught curses is normal, it’s only natural Slytherin students are seeking him and his school mates out. That being said, Viktor found them annoying and just ignore them. However, one student stands out from the crowd.

His name is Y/N. He’s a fourth year. The first time Viktor notices him is during lunch, as his classmates were harassing the other students, Y/N is sitting by himself, eating lunch. The second time he notices him is when the tribute visits the library to notice him study, alone again. The third time is during his physical training outside. As a crowd of girls are following him, eager for his attention, from the side, he notices the teen taking care of some magical creatures.

Then he saw him for the fourth time. It’s again in the library, where Y/N is checking out some books. He’s standing near a desk, where his pet Puffskein observes him. As Y/N grabs a book from the upper plank, a couple of them drops, hitting him and get them on the floor.

“You gotta be…” Y/N sighs. Just before he crouches down to pick them up, a certain someone walks to him.

“Need help?”

And that’s how to the met. Ever since that day, the two became friends. The Slytherin’s don’t understand why someone like Krum would hang out like Y/N. That doesn’t bother him though, since when he got some rude comment about it, Y/N merely said back it says more about them then him.

Viktor and Y/N made sure to hang out whenever they can. Both of them share stories very often about their school. The Bulgarian was very surprised the amount of incidents happened ever since Y/N enrolled the school. It also helps that he’s friends with Harry and his friends, thus getting the information pretty quick.

During a sunny day, Viktor is jogging on the grounds of the school. As he trains, he notices at the magical creature pens Y/N, who’s taking care of some Kneazles.

“Come here, kitty kitty kitty.” Y/N crouches down as one of the Kneazles walk towards him. Once near him, the student brushes him. “Good girl.”

Viktor jogs towards the pen. He grabs the fence and stretches as he waits until his friend is done. After a couple of seconds, Y/N stands up. “You such sweat heart.”

Y/N yelps as he quickly turns around. He feels reassured it’s someone he knows, but he should’ve recognized him by his voice. “And you’re sweaty.”

“It’s that you say ‘hi’ in your country?” With a smirk, Viktor jumps over the fence. Once in the pen, he leans against the fence with his back.

“It sure is in Slytherin.” Y/N chuckles. He walks over to his friend. Once next to him, he sits on the fence. “Training for the first task?”

“Yes, but I’m doing this regular.” Y/N find Viktor’s broken English bit endearing. “It take lot of effort to be fit.”

“I can imagine. Anyway, what do you think your chances of winning are?”

With a smirk, Viktor replies with any doubt in his voice. “I’m sure I’m going win.”

-

Y/N is happy his friend came first during the first task. Viktor faced the Common Welsh Green dragon and used the Conjunctivitis Curse to blind the dragon before quickly retrieving the golden egg. Though being happy for him, he also wanted to congratulate his other friend, Harry. Though the boy who lived quickly called him out for supporting Krum more than him. An argument came and Y/N just left him be. Knowing how he treated Ron and Hermoine; he knows he’s way too moody to be deal with.

So instead of hanging out with people who are just in a bad mood, Y/N hangs out with Viktor more often. The two of them are walking around the grounds. The champion is wearing a bag with something in it.

“I don’t know what’s going on with him.” Y/N confides with his friend. “I understand that it’s all stressful, but he keeps lashing out.”

“Give it time. I’m sure after while he realize what he doing is wrong.” Viktor advice. “You’re good guy. Don’t think otherwise.”

“Thanks.” Y/N replies with a smile. He looks around the gorgeous forest. “How are things with you? Enjoying the attention?”

“Not at all. I’m glad I’m with someone isn’t ogling me.” Though being annoyed by it, the champion smirks. “But that isn���t I’m worried about.” He stops and grabs his bag. Y/N then stops as well and looks back, seeing the Bulgarian grabbing the golden egg. “Everyone knows this is clue to next task.” He hands over the egg, causing Y/N to check it out. “Don’t open. You ears bleed.”

Y/N checks out any angle of it. “I don’t see or sense anything odd.”

“This thing bugging me. I don’t know how figure out.” Viktor admits. “Any chance you can look into this?”

“Sure.” Viktor is happy to hear it. “Before I try anything funny, I grab some earmuffs.” Y/N continues to check it out. “I wonder… would the Mandrakes hurt more, or this?”

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During the week, every time he has some free time, Y/N tries to figure out the deal with the golden egg. He has a gut feeling it’s revolved around the ear piercing sound but doesn’t know what. He tried to figure out what kind of sound it is. And yet, he didn’t found what. He got to the library to find more info. Didn’t found anything. He then tried different spells on the egg on himself. Didn’t work. He tried some potions. Didn’t work. Y/N wonders what Viktor did, because the chances of him to figure this out becomes lower and lower.

He often takes strolls around the castle to remedy his mind. He sometimes figures something out just by doing something not relating to it. As he walks around in a hallway, he notices something odd happening to the wall. Slowly, a door reveals itself. Curious as he is, he gets through the door, entering a large room with a big bath. Feeling this is a sign, Y/N put his bag to the side and turn on the water.

After a few minutes, the bath become full. Y/N grabs the golden egg and some earmuffs. He removes his shoes and roll up his trousers’ pipes and his shirt’s sleeves. Then, he slowly gets in the water, putting the egg in it. After he adjusts his earmuffs, he crouches down to open the egg. To his surprise, his hears doesn’t start to bleed.

“Holy…”

Y/N slowly removes his earmuffs, hearing nothing. He throws it to the side and slowly put his head to the water. When he gets underwater, that’s when he realized he figured it out.

-

Y/N made sure to tell the news to Viktor in an instant. So, the Slytherin leads his friend towards the bath. Both of them still in shock that they cracked the code.

“Where we going?”

“It’s called The Room Of Requirements. It basically gives you what you need if your desperate of something.”

“You were desperate to figure out?”

“Yeah. I wanted to help you. I can’t go back empty handed.” Viktor smiles at hearing that.

They then get in front of the room, slowly revealing the door. Once revealed, they enter. That’s where they see the big bath.

“It basically gave me the answer.” Y/N comments.

Viktor is quick to turn on the water. They wait again until the bath is filled. This time, the bath is filled with a layer of foam. Y/N grabs the egg from his bag and hands it over to Krum.

“Thank you.” He then puts the egg on the floor. That’s when he starts removing his clothes, surprising Y/N.

“O-Oh. I thought we just…”

“Might as well have bath.” Viktor merely says, finding it not weird. He removes his shirt and pants, with Y/N awkwardly looking away. From the corner of his eyes though, he watches him, right until Viktor removes his underwear.

“Oh!”

“Relax. We’re both guys.” Viktor doesn’t understand why Y/N is being shy. He enters the bath. Once sitting down, he looks back at his friend. “You come?”

“Y-Yeah… Can you turn around?”

Viktor looks confused but doesn’t question it. He can hear his friend taking off his clothes. After a few seconds, he can hear him walking to the bath. The Bulgarian looks at his right, as Y/N enters to his left. Though next to each other, there is some distance between them.

“Are you uncomfortable?” Viktor asks.

“It’s just… I’m usually don’t undress and be naked around people.”

Viktor hums. “Glad you join.” He turns back to grab the golden egg. In his hands, he looks at his friend. “You ready?”

“Yes.”

Thus, after taking a deep breath, they get under water. The Bulgarian man opens up the egg, where they hear the true message.

“Come seek us where our voices sound. We cannot sing above the ground. An hour long you 'll have to look. To recover what we took…”

That’s how the message ends, and so they get back. After a few seconds for both guys to recover their breaths, they discuss the message.

“Let’s see…” Y/N recalls what it said. “’We cannot sing above ground.’”

“Like they live underwater.” Viktor comments.

Y/N nods in agreement. “Must be merpeople. They live in the Black Lake.” He continues to think further about what it said. “You got an hour for the next task, where you need to seek them out.”

“Sounds obvious.” Viktor says. “I’m more curious what they took.”

Y/N thinks a bit but got no answer. “Guess you have to wait and see for yourself.” That’s when he realized something. “Wait, you’re going to be underwater for an hour.”

“I figure something out.” Viktor says without any doubt.

“You better.”

There is an awkward silent between the two. Y/N merely looks around after a few seconds. He still finds it unbelievable that he’s bathing with his friend, who doesn’t have an issue with it.

“I’ve been meaning ask you something.” Viktor speaks up, with Y/N looking back. “The Yule Ball is coming, and we need dance partner. Do you want be my partner?”

Y/N looks surprised. “Me? Like a friend?”

“If you want.” Viktor smiles.

“You don’t want any of the girls annoying you?”

“No. I rather want be someone like you.” Y/N blushes a bit with Viktor smiling at him. “Maybe if I go with guy, then maybe they get message.”

“That you find them annoying, or…?”

“I’m already interested in someone.”

“Oh.” Viktor loves seeing Y/N acting flustered. “Is that why you wanted to bathe together?”

“Maybe. Maybe not.” He slowly put an arm around Y/N. “Is that problem?”

“Definitely not now.”

-

It’s right before the Yule Ball. In front of the hall, Y/N makes sure to dust away any dust on his clothing as he awaits for his dates. That’s when he notices his friends, Harry and Ron.

“Nice suit, Ron.”

“Shut it.”

“Still moody, huh?” Y/N chuckles. “I take it you find someone Harry.”

“Yes. Parvati.”

“Oh, she. She’s sweet.”

“How about you?” Ron asks.

Right before he’s answering, Y/N noticing his date standing on the staircase. Both friends follow his gaze, to see his answer, only to look surprised. The Bulgarian man goes down the staircase, wearing his handsome suit. Gently, he grabs Y/N’s hand and presses a kiss on it. That’s when he holds his hand. Y/N then looks back.

“See you later.” Holding each other arms, they walk towards the ball. Both guys still in shocked from what they saw.

“Bloody hell. I definitely didn’t expect that.”

-

During the dance, Y/N notices a lot of girls staring at him. Some look sad. Others look disappointed. Some other are jealous. Though Y/N isn’t bothered, as he continues to enjoy his time with Viktor.

Eventually though, Y/N wants a break and want something to drink. He notices Harry and Ron sitting by themselves, looking sulky again. With a glee smile, he sits beside them.

“Where are your dates?”

“Gone.” Harry merely replies.

 Y/N merely hums, finding it a bit awkward. He takes a sip from his drink. He then notices Krum at the side of the dancefloor, seeing him talk with his friends. That’s when both eyes meet, and they give a small wave to each other. Ron only groans in respond.

“You’re really fraternizing with the enemy?”

Y/N looks back at him and scoffs. “Really? You consider him the enemy?”

“It’s obvious what he wants. He’s after Harry. To get inside information. Maybe even Jinx Harry.”

“What information? Because last time I check, both of you act crazy ever since this year started. We barely hang out anymore, and this is why.” Y/N put his cup at the side as he glares at Ron. “Unlike you, Viktor can actually treat someone like a friend.”

“Get a room.”

“Don’t worry. We already did. More than you ever will.” With that, he storms off.

Viktor can tell by the side of his eyes to see his upset date. “You alright?”

“They’re being jerks, saying I’m conspiring with the enemy.” Y/N looks back. “I thought he hated the tournament.”

“Hey.” Viktor makes Y/N to look at him. “Don’t let them ruin fun. We have amazing night, we continue to do so.”

After some breaths, Y/N calms down. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Viktor smiles. “Let me introduce my friends. They eager to meet you.”

-

The second task came. Viktor is surprised he doesn’t see Y/N at all. Last time, they chatted for a bit before the tournament starts. Though not letting him bother by it, he does wonder where he is. And so, the second task starts. To deal with the water, he transfigures himself into a shark, though the spell execution wasn’t the best, since only his upper half transformed.

As he swims around, he tries to follow the clue which he got from the golden egg. Eventually, after several minutes, he heard the sound of the merpeople. Exploring further, that’s when he discovers what he needs to retrieve. Being chained on the bottom of the lake, he sees 4 students, one of which is Y/N. He sees Cedric saving Cho, and now he has to safe his person.

With speed, he swims towards Y/N. None of the merpeople or any other creature try to stop him. Without any problem, he bites through the chains and get Y/N. With speed, he swims to the surface. Once he reaches it, Y/N regains consciousness. He quickly screams once he sees a shark head next to him, only to calm down when Viktor returns back to his normal form.

“W-What the-?!” Y/N confusedly looks around.

Viktor grabs Y/N. “It’s alright. Let’s go.”

Once back on the pier, they get a cheer from the crowd. Alongside the glory, they get some blankets to warm up. That’s when they sit somewhere, where they await for Harry to get back. During which, Y/N is shivering from the cold, which Viktor notices. Gently, he removes his blanket to put it around Y/N.

“Y-Y-You S-Sure?”

“I manage.” Viktor assures. He scooches closer to Y/N.

Y/N smiles. “W-Why c-couldn’t they d-d-do t-this in the s-s-summer?” Viktor chuckles in respond. He then puts an arm around Y/N, helping him to warm up.

-

It’s the final task. In front of the crowd, who’s all cheering the champions on. Although he made up with Harry and Ron, he’s still cheering for Viktor, who’s going to wait for some time before entering the maze. During the wait, he talks with Y/N at the side.

“I know it’s not smart, but it’s an option.”

“I get in trouble if I set maze on fire.”

“Like I said, final trump card.”  That’s when Viktor is called to be ready. “Alright, it’s your time. See you later.”

Viktor leans to Y/N and kisses him. “I get trophy.”

And so he enters. After some time, Fleur did as well. The crowd wonders what’s happening in the maze. It takes a while until something happens. A red light appears on top of the maze. Some time has passed, and Fleur reappears from the maze, looking thorned down. Everyone wonders what happened to her, and what exactly is in the maze.

Not too soon later, and Viktor appears as well. Y/N can tell there is something wrong with him, as he slowly takes one step after another. He quickly gets off the stance and helps him get some rest.

“Are you alright?” Viktor remains quiet, looking off. “What happened?”

“…Don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” They get to the stance, where Y/N is checking up with Viktor. The rest of the Durmstrang academy is wondering what’s up as well. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t remember…” Viktor quietly says. “Don’t know happen.”

Instead of pressuring him to remember, Y/N remains by his side. Not only did something happened to him, he lost. Although he caught many victories along the year, not winning is still a blow. Thus, Y/N makes sure to be right by his side.

It takes a lot of time before something else happened. Once it did, nobody expected what appears in front of them. It takes a second before they realized in front of them is Cedric Diggory, dead. Once they did, the entire crowd became silent, only hear the desperate pleads of Harry, and the crying of Mr. Diggory. Harry eventually gets moved away from the scene.

As Mr. Diggory cries, Y/N grabs Viktor’s hand. All he wonders what happened to him, back in the maze.

-

Though the year ended badly, after some reflection, Y/N enjoyed his year. Yes, his friendship got tested, but in the end, it gotten stronger. Not just that, he got an amazing boyfriend of who he forged a strong bond with. Speaking of which, it’s time for the schools to disband. Everyone is saying their goodbyes, as does Y/N and Viktor, who’s at the school’s boathouse, where they watch over the lake. Both of them is sitting down, next to each other.

“You should come to Durmstrang. You make excellent student.”

“And now that Karkaroff, I don’t have to worry about a douchy principle.” Y/N smirks. “Sure, I visit once in a while. I look forward to it.”

Viktor smiles. “I love you; you know?” Y/N can’t help but smile in reply. “You truly an amazing guy. Let’s spend summer vacation together.”

“Definitely.” He leans in to kiss Viktor. “Love you too.”

Viktor puts an arm around Y/N. Both of them look at the lake. They appreciate the last few minutes before they depart. And yet, it’s only the beginning for their relationship.

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heyyy love ur stuff btw! Could you maybe do hc’s of how our boys when someone is being mean to the reader? Thanks ;)) Maybe like a modern AU? Or any AU you’d prefer, thank you!

Aaaaaaaa thank you for the ask friend!! I love this idea!!! So I pictured this in a Modern!AU where the pair is at a coffee shop waiting on their order. The Boy puts his arm around them and the person next to them just sneers and goes “Can y’all get a room? Or at least be with someone nice to look at?” OBVIOUSLY referring to y/n with just a palpable amount of spite and venom.

Dick Winters

I see him just hugging you tighter and maybe turning his back to the guy, like, if he's gonna be an ass about Dick's favorite person he doesn't deserve the time of day. He'd say something so sweet too like, “if you think anyone could be more beautiful than them, you need to get your eyes checked,” before planting a kiss on your cheek and grabbing your drinks.

Lewis Nixon

I can see him definitely getting irritated but also seeming kinda baffled? Like I can see him just saying something like, “Are you serious right now? You see how gorgeous they are, right? Who hurt you, man?” Like he’d be so genuine about it too, even scoffing and shaking his head while y’all walk out with your drinks - like, how tf can someone say that about the most perfect human on earth???

Ron Speirs

I have a strong feeling that the guy’s words leave his mouth before he saw Ron, because I just imagine the dude being Christianson in Bastogne, like, he see’s Speirs’ face and just feels as though he has Met His End. So all Speirs does is put his arm around you and say, “you wanna try that again?” the guy just stutters and replies, “you make a lovely couple,” before scurrying away. I can soooo see Ron just having a smug smile on his face before giving you a kiss.

Harry Welsh

Ok so considering this man got demoted from sergeant to private three (3) different times due to getting in fights I have a feeling he would just be like “OH ITS THAT KINDA PARTY HUH? YOU WANNA TRY SAYING THAT AGAIN ASSHOLE??” Like this dude could be twice Harry’s size but your Boy can and will throw hands to defend you and he’s not afraid to get hurt while doing it. 10/10 needs you to help with his bruised knuckles after but he apologizes and y’all enjoy your drinks (specifically savoring it because y’all got banned from the coffee shop).

Eugene Roe

I feel like this could go two ways - A) he tells the guy off (“why don’t you mind your business asshole”), holds you close to him, and grabs your drinks without saying a word, or B) he grabs you by the waist and just goes to town trying to merge your mouths into one. This man would just do everything in his power to put on display his love and passion for you. Soon enough the dude will get weirded out and leave, but not before Doc performs award-winning CPR.

Bill Guarnere

Oh boy we got Party Boy #2 over here. “Why don’t you shut ya yap before I shut it for ya?” Your mans would square up to the dude no questions asked. If the dude steps down, Bill would just say, “yeah, that’s what I thought,” before proudly putting his arm around you. If the dude makes a poor decision and steps up to Guarnere… next thing you know poor Bill is apologizing to you while you hold his cold brew up to his black eye to keep the swelling down… the dude apologized though! All thanks to Ol’ Gonorrhea.

Joe Toye

I feel like his reaction is betwixt Guarnere and Nixon. Like, for one thing, he’s genuinely confused. He just gives the dude his classic Eyebrows before pulling you close to him. At first he won’t say anything, but if the dude keeps going he’ll just say to him in a low voice, “you looking for a fight pal?” Honestly that would be enough to scare the dude away while Joe just hugs you tight and kisses your temple before the barista calls your names.

George Luz

This boy would twist the dude’s words perfectly. “Oh you’re absolutely right, they could get someone WAY hotter than me!” before smirking over at you. You can’t help but give George a playful smack on the chest before laughing with him and laying your head on his shoulder… then he’d totally just look at you and think “how’d I get so lucky???” we love a silly soft boi

Joe Liebgott

Fighty Boy #3 and you can’t tell me otherwise. It’d be similar to Guarnere on the ship - he’d have to make sure he heard the dude right at first… “What’d you just say?” like you can feel his angy levels rising by the second. The dude just goes, “you heard me,” and before anyone can even blink the dude is knocked out on the ground, like, the swifest punch known to man and it came from your boyfriend (kinda hot ngl) and you just give him a Look before he smirks and kisses the air from your lungs and… why were you mad at him again? And why are you getting thrown out of the cafe???

Floyd Talbert

Ok so remember how Roe gave you life-saving CPR? Tab’s first instinct is life-taking CPR, like, this man just glares at the dude before pulling you close by your waist (and maybe a hand on your ass because its Tab) and just going to TOWN on your lips, neck, wherever he can reach just to show the idiot dude how in love with you he is and how stupid he was to make that comment… of course instinctively your hands to Tab’s hair and y’all just get Lost in the Sauce and when the barista calls y’all’s names you don’t even hear them.

Shifty Powers

Asdf sweet baby angel would just hold you close and whisper to you, “I’m sorry you had to hear that, you don’t believe him right?” Just keeping all his attention on you and hugging you close with both arms just lovingly wrapped around you, both of y’all forget everything else exists and you just happily hold each other for a bit before you get your drinks (this is all unless shifty has his rifle then the dude’s Time Has Come courtesy of Darrell C. Powers).

ngl this might've been the most fun I've had writing something 🤣 Thank you again for the ask love!! Hope you have a wonderful day!

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

“Passed Alger Brook Road, I'm over the bridge.”

Remus never thought he’d be sitting on this train once more. In this moment, he’s 14 again. The hills roll by and if he closes his eyes, imagines just hard enough, he can still hear the clamouring and giggling that used to belong here. The train is empty, save for Remus, a special trip just for him. In the worst way, this is all too familiar. Like the trunk remembers the axe, Remus can’t help but feel he is gently travelling towards a terrible thing.

“A minute from home but I feel so far from it.”

Remus had lived in London for so long that the Welsh had been bleached out of his accent. Hope and Lyall were long gone, finally resting. And Remus was alone. Home had always been where his heart had lived. Never Wales though, never a place, always a person. Cariad. Cariad. Cariad. With every beat of his heart, Remus knows where home is. He thinks of James and Lily and Harry. He thinks of a home that once belonged to them.

“The death of my dog, the stretch of my skin.”

He thinks of a home that belongs to him, of a basement with a torn up mattress and a master bedroom with a leather jacket hanging on the back of the chair. Remus could never understand how people could one day lock a door and never open it again. Until he did. Slowly, the cottage grew to be too much, bore a weight so goddamn heavy that Remus shouldered it all. That house held the three people he loved, “love” his mind corrects him. He wonders whether in 11 years of solitude, that house too, would be reluctant to see him again.

“It's all washin' over me, I'm angry again.”

In a way, only Remus could understand why James and Lily had to die. Unfortunately, there is always a greater good. There is always someone, ‘something’ his mind hisses, greater than him. The rage is dormant now. The war is over. Remus knows loss incredibly well, walks hand in hand with her most days. Instinctively, he tightens his grip on his thigh. It serves as a reminder. You survived the war. You lost everyone you love. You are real. You are neither punished nor the punisher. Not anymore.

“The things that I lost here, the people I knew.”

Remus takes a walk along the length of the train. Nostalgia’s sake and all that. The open compartment doors rattle gently and the seats are vacant. For some reason, Remus half expected to run into a brick wall at King’s Cross. He doesn’t know how to exist in this space again, how to walk the halls of the castle without feeling like a ghost instead. Mostly, Remus doesn’t know how he could look into James’ faces and Lily’s eyes again, and see them on someone else.

“They got me surrounded for a mile or two.”

Logically, he knows “No.” is as good an answer as any. He made sure that there were no more favours, no more secrets. Remus knows that from 11, the castle cared for him. He also knows that care and respect go hand in hand. He has no debt to the castle but he does have duty to fulfil. For every man who obeys his duty, there is another who cannot. A prison cell briefly flashes in his mind, then a cupboard under stairs, then a set of silver handcuffs.

“The car's in reverse, I'm grippin' the wheel.”

The train shudders and stops. The sky is dark. Remus’ eyes are closed. He inhales deeply and lets muscle memory take over. His steps now echo down the empty train carriages. He is just as tall as the last time he stood here. This time, he leaves behind four giggling boys. He leaves behind the weight of a head in his lap. The image is superimposed into his eyelids. Remus hopes that everything that ever existed still exists in moments, even though we don’t get them back. The doors slide open and he steps onto the platform.

“I'm back between villages and everything's still.”

For the second time in his life, Remus John Lupin has the sudden and crashing realisation that he is totally and utterly alone.

[invisibleicewands]

Michael Sheen's The Way echoes Tata steelworks reality

When Michael Sheen was filming clashes between steelworkers and riot police in his home town Port Talbot, little did he know 2,000 jobs at its steelworks would be at risk by the time it premiered.

"We had no idea when we were developing the story what would be happening at the steelworks when this came out," he said.

"It's incredibly unfortunate that the story we've written has come bizarrely very close to the truth."

Speaking ahead of The Way's premiere at Port Talbot's Reel Cinema, he insisted the three-part BBC drama - originally conceived in 2016 - was a fictional story and not about the Tata steelworks.

"But obviously, knowing the town, knowing the relationship the town has with the steelworks, knowing the insecurities and the anxieties that have always been there in my lifetime around employment and work there - that was part of what drew us to setting the story in this town," said Sheen, 55, who both directed and starred in the drama.

He said Port Talbot's steelworks was the "spiritual centre of the town" and "part of our DNA" and the news of job losses had been "devastating".

The Way is written by James Graham, created by Sheen, Graham and documentary filmmaker Adam Curtis and stars a number of Welsh actors.

The cast includes Steffan Rhodri (Steeltown Murders and Gavin & Stacey), Mali Harries (Hinterland), Sophie Melville (The Pact), Callum Scott Howells (It's a Sin) and Mark Lewis Jones (Men Up and Keeping Faith).

Episode one sees growing concern over the future of the steelworks, leading to protests, which later turn to riots.

Some take to the streets to join the fight, others frantically try to escape or hide in their homes as helicopters fly overhead.

The streets become a warzone and the town is locked down by armed police.

With Port Talbot facing an uncertain future, could life imitate art?

"It's not like we're saying 'this is what you should do as a result of what's going on' by any means, but obviously I have huge sympathy for the steelworkers," said Sheen.

"In no way is this a blueprint to how people should react, but you don't know do you? I have no idea how people are going to react.

"People will try and be as resourceful and as positive about it as they possibly can I'd imagine because that is the spirit of the people in this place - but at the same time you don't know and people are very angry as well."

For Sheen, "everything" is political.

A long-term champion of the NHS, in 2015 he was applauded for delivering a passionate speech to a pro-NHS march in Tredegar, Blaenau Gwent, and he is currently in rehearsal for a National Theatre production about NHS founder Aneurin Bevan.

In 2019, he sold property to bankroll the Homeless World Cup in Cardiff when funding for the £2m project fell through at the last moment.

In 2020, the actor, who was born in Newport and raised in Port Talbot, said he had handed back his OBE so he could air his views about the monarchy without being a "hypocrite".

In 2021, he said he had turned himself into a "not-for-profit" actor, using the money he earned from acting to fund projects.

He has been vocal on a range of issues from children in care to Welsh independence.

Was he trying to make a political statement in The Way?

"Everything is connected, everything happens for a reason, things are the way they are in this town and any town not just by chance, it's because of choices and various things... I think inevitably this was going to be a political story," he said.

"Part of the reason why we wanted to set it here... we needed to feel there was a great sense of discontent amongst a lot of people in the place, a lot of anxiety, a lot of feeling of not having their voices heard."

He said when people were made to feel that they were not being listened to and did not matter "that sense of frustration and anger can boil over".

Sheen made his name as an actor initially in the theatre before winning acclaim as a screen actor playing real people from Tony Blair, David Frost, Kenneth Williams and Chris Tarrant to lead roles in series including Good Omens, Masters of Sex and Staged.

In 2011, he directed and starred in a 72-hour epic theatrical production of The Passion, which moved around different locations across Port Talbot drawing huge crowds and critical acclaim.

It is perhaps unsurprising that he would choose to make his TV directorial debut in the town too.

"[The Way] was definitely very personal," he said.

"I feel like I knew what I was filming and I felt anchored and connected to what was going on."

Sheen now lives near Port Talbot with his partner Anna Lundberg and their two children Lyra and Mabli.

"It's somewhere I inevitably keep coming back to and it's an endless source of inspiration," he said of the town.

"It's the source of all my imaginative explorations really because it's my home.

"It's where I grew up, it's where all the most important things happened to me, it's where my family still lives, it's where I now live again and as I've got older I've realised more and more how important the beginning of my life was and all the opportunities people gave to me."

One of those people who gave him opportunities was Godfrey Evans, a drama teacher who helped shaped generations of actors through the West Glamorgan Youth Theatre and died in November, aged 82.

At the premiere across the road from the town's Aberavon Beach, Sheen dedicated the screening to both his former teacher and Port Talbot's steelworkers.

What are his hopes for those in his home town currently fearing for their jobs?

"Particularly at a time like this when there's so much anxiety and so much concern about the future it is so important to feel like you're supported and you can talk about what's going on and to find connection with other people who are maybe going through the same things," he said.

"We wish everyone the best and hope there's plenty of support for people in the future."

[lewis-winters]

we, as a fandom, are honestly missing out on the absolute hilarity and angst potential of putting kitty grogan on the front line with harry welsh.

can you imagine the bickering?

[littlekingstarss]

discussing the prewett familys canon info and speculating off of it !! (and also a tangent about felix rosier and google being ridiculous)

people headcannon gideon and fabian to do pranks as well as the marauders… that was mentioned in atyd and i posted about the quote and i started rambling about them… came up with an idea i actually like and have been thinking about them nonstop.

so the prewetts consist of gideon and fabian (twins), and molly. HOWEVER the harry potter wiki itself says that billius prewett could be another sibling, or is a sibling in law. not sure, but something to keep in mind bc we can’t have another lost sibling.

(referring to felix rosier… ive looked this up before and google told me that YES, they are brothers. i have been living my life since thinking that YES they are brothers. i’ve even seen people saying YES they are on tiktok. but i googled it just now to make sure… and with what i’m reading right now it’s saying that felix rosier is evan rosiers son. and um?? if we’re continuing with the hc that evan was in regulus’ year…. that would have made evan be a father at age 8. so i’m saying that’s false and that they’re still just brothers.) (that was not at all necessary to this post but thought it was interesting and funny.)

anyway, i said yesterday that what if molly was involved with her brothers pranks… and maybe were even her idea, who knows? and with her living through both of their deaths, pranks remind her of them and she grows to resent said pranks. explains fred and george stuff in canon. and she maybe blames part of herself for their death because of it… “if i hadn’t been such a distraction to them, maybe they would’ve studied harder, could’ve been stronger and protected themselves” type of deal? explains more with fred and george. terrified history would repeat itself!! i think thats so interesting and i would love to just build upon any idea of them.

so the three of them are literally cousins to sirius and regulus through marriage. lucretia black (orions sister) married ignatius prewett (who is gid, fab, and mollys uncle) sirius could hate them just because they’re related and it could start an amazing prank war and friendship. like hello?? its right there.

and very interesting fact !! LUCRETIA WAS NOT DISOWNED FOR MARRYING HIM? even though alot of the prewetts would’ve been considered blood traitors (bc they are sacred 28) which is weird because the black family marries through status. which makes me thinkkk that maybe ignatius himself could have been REALLY powerful and therefore known as himself and not just a prewett or wtv so he was accepted in??? maybe he joined their side of the war and that helped… that could be so interesting…

molly named her son after him literally?? percy ignatius weasley. so assuming they were close at one point?? maybe he just meant a lot to her in life but after the wedding there was a falling out… she realizes how much he truly had changed. so we could say she names percy after him to commemorate the person he used to be?

and maybe molly resents lucretia for “changing” her uncle…. and therefore by extension has a distaste for sirius because that’s his aunt. it adds depth to her yelling at him in canon….

and the last name prewett is welsh in origin and i know not everyone enjoys the welsh remus headcannon… but a connection could be there!! imagine remus knowing them before school? i like to think they’re a tiny bit older than all the marauders, so imagine an older sibling dynamic? them all taking scrawny little loser nerd boy remus under their wings. and not at all a good influence, but we love them regardless. (and i say loser and nerd affectionately, i am one too ok… hes so me)

hope lupin would LOVE them. molly coming over to help hope bake. that’s an adorable thought.

and because of all of that !!! this is more wolfstar with the prewetts, but imagine a fic where welsh prewetts and welsh remus are friends and remus is at their house…

now imagine that walburga is just SO done with sirius that she sends him off to live with his aunt lucretia for a bit because she and ignatius don’t have kids of their own and they can handle it ig?? (never had kids in canon either btw)

and maybe sirius is acting out… doesn’t want to be there either obviously. he doesn’t like his aunt, and doesn’t like ignatius in relation.

and imagine ignatius still trying his best to still have some type of relationship with his niece and nephews despite the differences…

and so he goes to visit them and he takes sirius because 1 he isn’t trusted to be on his own right now because mr chaos and trouble follows me everywhere and 2 because maybe it’ll be good for him to spend a little time around people closer to his age. and he meets remus and they fall in love and blahblahblah kicking my feet and blushing !

going to try and make an actual headcannon post later, this is just stuff i found in canon that could link into the marauders so there’s a start yk? i would love love love to see them as super depth heavy characters

[crazyforkasey-blog]

When we met

Chapter 5

Lane wandered into the assembly area. She was dehydrated, she hadn't slept since her drop and she had to find Nixon and regiment HQ. Lane had to report Dani MIA, and she needed to tell Katie, Mia and even worse Speirs about Dani being captured.

Nixon was talking to Hester; they were both looking at a map, and trying to figure out where there would be the largest number of enemy concentration.

Hester looked over Nixon's shoulder, Nixon noticed Hester's facial expression change, he turned around and saw Lane standing there looking like she had been walking around the French countryside for days, instead of twenty hours.

"Lane, oh god sweetheart, are you ok?" he asked

Nixon hurried over and ushered her over to a chair. Lane fell down on the chair and buried her hand in her hands, she looked up at Nixon, he could see the tears in her eyes, and about five seconds later Lane was a blubbering mess.

"Lane what happened? tell me please" Nixon said, he was on his knees.

"It's Dani, she…she is gone" Lane said

"Gone as in…." Nixon trailed of

"No, No, she was captured by the Germans," Lane said, and started to cry again.

"Oh god, oh I am so sorry, we have to tell Sink, and Speirs…he is going to flip his lid, this is bad" Nixon said

"I know, I know, it's just hard, can I have some water please?" Lane said

Nixon handed her his canteen, Lane took a big gulp of water, and handed it back to him

"Let's go find Sink, so we can get Dani back" Lane said

Nixon escorted Lane to regiment HQ, Nixon and Lane saluted Sink and Strayer.

"Captain Easterday, damn good to see you, sorry about your mission, where is Lieutenant Hunt?" Sink said

"Well sir, that's why I am here, Lieutenant Hunt, was taken prisoner by the Germans almost immediately after our drop" Lane said fighting her tears.

"That's…, a damn shame, we have to find a way to locate her, and get her back here safe" Sink said

Lane and Nixon both waited for any further instructions from the colonel.

"The two of you get back to finding a way to destroy the 88 we are hearing" Sink said, and dismissed the two S2 officers.

Lane looked at Nix and sighed, he pulled into a hug and kissed her on top of her head, "You should go and get yourself checked out by Mia or Katie" Nixon said

Lane nodded and looked at Nix, he kissed her and sent her off, he watched her walk away, he needed to find Speirs and Winters and if possible Lipton.

Nixon walked toward the makeshift barn where Easy was assembled; he saw Winter and Lipton there.

He looked at the two men "I need to talk to you" Nixon said

"Sure, what's up Nix?" Winters said

"What can we do for you?" Lipton said

"I don't know how to say this, but Dani was taken prisoner by the Germans after the drop" Nixon said

Winters stared at him, not sure he heard him right "Excuse me what?" he said

"Dani was captured by the Germans," Nixon said, and looked at the two men, who were now in shock.

"That's, that's, I don't know what to say" Lipton said

"Has anyone told Mia and Katie yet?" Lipton said

"Lane is at the aid station right now, so I am guessing they know by now" Nixon said

"I have even worse news, you are going to take out the 88, we can hear over by the manor, so gather your men Dick, this show is yours" Nixon said.

Winters gathered his men, and told them about the mission. Nixon stood and watched them for a minute, before he had to go and find Speirs and tell him about Dani.

Nixon found Speirs by Brecourt Manor; he was watching some German Prisoners while smoking.

"Ron, I have some news for you" Nixon said

"What Lew?" Speirs said he hadn't seen Dani yet and he was getting edgy. Nixon looked at Speirs, he was about to make the man's world turned upside down "Dani was taken prisoner by the Germans, and we don't know, where they are keeping her yet" Nixon said

Speirs looked at Nixon with anger in her eyes. Speirs walked over to the German prisoners and offered them some cigarettes. Nixon knew the conversation was over, and walked away. On his way towards HQ, Nixon passed Malarkey who was on his way to find Easy.

Malarkey saw Speirs handing out the cigarettes to the prisoners, before slinging his Thompson sub machine gun around and shooting down all the prisoners.

Speirs stood and looked at the dead Germans, their fellow soldiers had taken his Dani and Speirs had once promised, he would kill anyone who harmed her, and maybe one of those dead bastards had been part of Capturing Dani.

Speirs was blind with anger and rage, he rounded up his platoon, and ran towards the guns Easy was sent out to capture.

Speirs came sprinting down the trench, where Winters was taking cover.

"You mind if Dog, has a go, at the last gun?" he asked Winters

"Go ahead" Winters said

Speirs sprinted toward the last gun, and at one point he ran out of the trench, and made a suicidal run for the last gun.

Winters mumbled under his breath "Guess he heard about Dani"

The men who were with Winters, looked at him with horror in their eyes, especially the men from third platoon, "What about Lieutenant Hunt?" one of them said

Winters sighed, he wanted to tell all the men at once "Lieutenant Hunt was taken prisoner by the Germans after the pathfinders jump" Winters said

The men became silent and someone muttered "Son of a bitch"

"Yeah," Winter said.

After the final gun was destroyed, and Easy had the Germans on the run, Winters and Easy walked back to the assembly area. Winters had found a bunch of maps, and wanted to hand them to Nixon, they looked important.

Winters found Nixon at the aid station, he was hugging Lane. Katie and Mia both looked at Winters with red eyes.

As soon as Katie saw Winters, she threw herself around his neck and started to cry "I can't believe she is gone" Katie said

In Katie's mind Dani was dead, there was no way the Germans were going to let her live.

"We will get her back, don't worry" Winters said and kissed Katie on the head.

He motioned to Nixon, who followed him outside the aid station, "I found these" Winters said and handed the maps to Nixon, Without any warning Nixon took off, Lane saw him take off and ran after him.

They ran three miles to the beach; the map had every German artillery position on it, and Nixon knew it was important for the Navy guys to get the map.

As a thank you Nixon and Lane got a ride on the first tank that landed on the beach, they rode back on the tank, and when they saw Winters, Lane smiled "Hey soldier going my way?" Lane asked

Winters looked up and climbed on board the tank, and told the tank commander where he wanted them to fire.

By mid afternoon Brecourt manor and surrounding area was secured, and cleared of any Germans.

They all moved to Culoville, and the guys were in the back of a truck, laughing and just enjoying being alive.

Mia opened the flap and climbed in, she was searching for Lipton, and lord behold there he was.

Mia sat down next to him, there was a god awful smell in the back of the truck "Lord what died in here" She asked

"Malarkey's ass," Guarnere said.

"Mal, you are Irish, what the hell do you know about cooking?" Mia said

Malarkey turned around and looked at her "If you have a reservation somewhere else, I would love to join you lieutenant" Malarkey said.

"No, that's ok, I can eat whatever you are cooking," she said.

Mia settled down, she was getting sleepy; she leaned into Lipton who put his arm around her and squeezed her tight.

He was glad she was here with him, but he couldn't help but think about Dani, and where she was, and if she was safe and alive.

After sleeping about a half an hour Lipton shook Mia, "Mia honey, you need to move, dinner is ready" Lipton said

Mia opened her eyes and Lipton got lost in them, she was something else, Mia was the kind of person who put other people first, she would give somebody the clothes off her back, if she thought they needed it more.

Mia sat up, and smiled at the men. She was exhausted, but she was determined not to show it, she was the company nurse, she needed them to trust her at all times, and be ready to tell her if they were hurting emotionally or physically.

Mia ate what Malarkey had cooked, without saying a word, Lipton and the rest of the men looked at her in awe.

Mia looked at them "What?"

"I can't believe you, you just eat whatever people hand you, don't you?" Guarnere said

"Well, if you grew up in a household with four brothers, you just eat whatever they hand you, so you won't starve" Mia said

Mia and her brothers had lived with their mother after their father passed away, they were poor as dirt, and the reason all of her brothers and herself had joined the army was to escape poverty.

Mia loved her family, and was devastated when Tommie died in Algeria.

The rest of Mia's brothers served in the 82nd airborne, she hadn't seen any of them yet, but she hoped to see them soon.

Katie was finally able to take a break from the makeshift aid station. She had worked hard all day and most of the night, she stepped out and took a deep breath of fresh air. She saw Winters walking towards the edge of town, fumbling with a can, while trying to open it.

She walked up to him, and took the tin can from him, and opened it "Here, don't ever get a cat" She said.

Winters looked at her and smiled; they walked in silence and eventually sat down on an abandoned jeep.

They looked out over some tree tops, and they could hear the battles going on in the background.

"If we make it out of this I alive, I promise you, I will buy us a nice and quiet place, where we can live in peace forever" Winters said

Katie smiled, she knew that was the closest thing to a proposal she would ever get from Dick.

Katie was thinking about her child and young adulthood, she had always been the smart one, the one her parents counted on to make it big, she had been paced most of her life, so the promise from Dick about a life in peace and quiet sounds perfect to her.

The next day the 506th moved out towards Vierville and St. Come du Mont.

Easy was in the lead and not long after moving out, they were fired on, from the rear.

The enemy was quickly destroyed. Winters saw Speirs walking towards battalion HQ; he looked very angry and upset. Dog had a rough morning, and their Company commander had been killed, and McMillan had taken over from Grosse.

"Ron, Wait what happened?" Winters asked the angry Lieutenant

"I had to shoot one of my sergeants to prevent fratricide" Speirs said

"I am sorry, that couldn't have been an easy decision" Winters said

"No, but it was the only way to save the rest of the company," Speirs said and walked off.

On June 11th Easy and the rest of 506th set out on a night march to Carentan.

"First platoon on your feet, it's getting dark soon so, I want light and noise discipline, and no playing grab Fanny with man I front of you Luz" Welsh said

"So if Captain Easterday is in front of me, I can grab her fanny?" Luz asked, all that got him was a slap on the back on the head from Lane.

The columns moved out. Welsh and first platoon was in the lead.

Easy company had their fair share of night marches with Sobel, and was fully prepared for the march.

After marching two hours Welsh stopped the company, Winters walked up to Him "Hey Harry What's the problem?" he asked

"We lost Fox company, god damn it" Welsh said

"It's not your fault, this is about officers crapping out on their training, just send two men out to find Fox" Winters said.

This continued and together with the fact that regiment kept changing orders, Easy and the rest of the 506th was late not reaching Carentan until 05.30 half an hour late.

The orders came to attack at 06.00.

First platoon under Welsh was on the left side of the road, with second platoon on the right, and third under Buck was in reserve.

They were in the ditches, everything was Erie quiet, and the Germans hadn't revealed their machine-gun position or fired any mortars.

At 06.00 Winters ordered "Move out"

Welsh kicked off the advance, running down the road toward the T-junction 50 away, his platoon followed.

Welsh and Luz was caught up against a wall by machine gun fire "Where the hell is everybody" Welsh screamed

"I have no idea" Luz screamed back

The German machine gun opened fire straight down the road, it was in perfect position.

When the German opened fire, the seventh man stopped and stayed in the ditch, and so did the rest of the platoon, trying to hide from the Germans.

Winters jumped out in the road, yelling and screaming at the men to get moving, they didn't move, and Winters grabbed them, and pulled them out of the ditch, and pushed them towards the town. Winters were like a mad man, yelling at the men and kicking them.

Nixon, Lane and the rest of the battalion HQ were hollering at Winters to get them moving.

Welsh were up ahead trying to deal with German machine guns, and Winters knew he was dead if he didn't get the men moving.

Finally the men started to move.

Meanwhile Welsh was taking care of the German machine gun, while he wondered where the hell everybody was, he and the men with him tossed grenades at the gun, followed by some burst from his carbine.

The rest of Easy poured into the Carentan cleaning out houses, Tipper got hurt and Liebgott dragged him back to the aid station

Lipton and Buck led third platoon into the intersection, there was an explosion, "we need to clear the street in the back" Lipton was yelling, when an explosion sounded, almost knocking Lipton over.

"Move out, take cover, they got us zeroed in" Lipton was yelling to the men, trying to get them off the street.

Lipton got hit by an explosion and took some shrapnel to the face, wrist and groin.

Talbert took him to the aid station, where Mia and Katie were very busy taking care of the wounded from the ongoing battle.

When Mia saw Talbert carry Lipton in to the aid station, she almost panicked, but she knew she had to be the one who was calm and collected, she put a smile on her face and walked up to the stretcher Lipton was on

"Well, let's take a look at it," Mia said and cut Lipton's pants up to assess the wound.

She smiled at him "Don't worry C, everything is exactly where it's supposed to be" She said.

She decided it wasn't bad, and Lipton would live to fight another day.

Taking care of the wounded men and sending them on their way, Mia weaved around the aid station, checking on Lipton every so often.

When the jeep came for him, she held his hand "I will see you back in England ok?" She said and squeezed his hand and kissed him.

Winters was standing in the middle of the road, when he caught a piece of a ricochet in the leg, he got himself to the aid station where Roe fixed him up and bandaged his leg.

Talbert and Luz were clearing out houses in town, for some reason Luz decided not to throw in a grenade, and just kicked the door in, the two of them rushed up stairs and when they opened the first door it was empty, but the next room wasn't.

Tied to a chair in the middle of the room, was a soldier, an American soldier with a red cross armband, there was a lot of blood, and they weren't exactly sure the soldier was alive.

Talbert rushed over and untied the soldier, when he tilted the head of the soldier back, Talbert sucked in a breath, and Luz let out a string of choice words, the Soldier was Dani, she was beaten and tortured and barely breathing.

Luz picked up Dani and carried her to the aid station. Speirs saw Luz carrying something in his arms, and it only took him a second to realize it was Dani, she looked like she was dead, and Speirs immediately ran up to Luz and took Dani from his arms.

Speirs carried her to the aid station, and he yelled for Katie and she came rushing. Katie burst into tears when she saw the condition Dani was in; she had trouble breathing and had lost a lot of blood.

"Out everybody who isn't needed here get the fuck out" Katie said, half of easy company was gathered around Dani, the word had spread that Talbert and Luz had found Lieutenant Hunt.

Katie closed the door to the room; they had put Dani in, and turned to Mia, "let's get her clothes off, so we can assess the injuries"

"She looks like she's been to hell and back," Mia said.

When they got her clothes off, they found that Dani had been badly beaten, and her body was covered with wounds, from where they had beaten her with different objects. She had three broken ribs, which caused her forced breathing, she was lucky she hadn't been raped, just beaten a lot.

Speirs was pacing up and down the hall; he was pissed off and concerned. Dani had looked more dead than alive when he brought her in, what if she died? What if he lost his Dani?

The door to the room opened and Katie walked out, she saw Speirs and Winters waiting in the hall, "She is going to be just fine, she has just been through a lot, and if she wakes up in the next few hours, I believe there is no brain damage, we have to get her to England as soon as possible, but for now I am keeping her here with Mia and me" Katie said.

Speirs walked in and saw Dani laying in the bed pale and covered in bandage, she was only wearing a tank top, she looked so innocent and beautiful, and Speirs sat down beside the bed and just held her hand.

A counter attack from the Germans was expected, and Easy received orders to go to high ground and dig in with Fox and Dog company on their flanks.

Easy was walking towards high ground, Perconte was complaining as usual "How long are we going to walk George" Perco said

"Jeez I don't know, until they tell us to stop" Luz answered the pesky Italian.

Welsh had the first platoon dig in at a tactical position covered by the hedgerow, and Buck did the same after consulting with Welsh and Winters.

Ordering two in each foxhole, Buck ended up sharing a foxhole with Sergeant Talbert,

At 0300 Talbert was to be relieved from guard duty, he tapped Smith on his helmet with his gun, Smith being scared and sleepy just saw a person in a German Poncho and stabbed Talbert with his bayonet, Talbert cried out and the shout for a medic sounded.

Mia, who was in a foxhole with Luz, was half asleep she woke up and sprinted towards the shout for medic, she could see Talbert leaning up against a tree, and Smith kept repeating "I am so sorry, so sorry"

The order came to attack at 05.30 and right on time the attack started, the Germans had superior fire power.

Welsh saw a German tank head their way, he grabbed a bazooka and pulled a private with him, "I will shoot, you just load, when I say, I have to cook it and its weakest spot, when it tips up" Welsh was calm, even when tank turned their 88 at them, Welsh waited for the perfect moment to fire, after firing he just ran back to cover with the private hot on her heels.

Lane was standing on a jeep, with Nixon, Strayer and Sink, watching the Germans almost overrun the companies. Dog and Fox had to retreat and that left Easy high and dry.

"get Easy on the horn and tell them to retreat" Sink said

Lane put her hand on his arm "Don't, they will be alright" She said

Sink gave her a suspicious look and just then 2nd armored came over the ridge and in a minute they had the Germans fleeing and Easy let the Germans have it.

Welsh screamed "hello beautiful babies"

Welsh let out a breath and turned to high five Shifty next to him.

Easy and the rest of the companies returned to Carentan, Speirs hurried to the aid station to see Dani.

He found her awake and very happy to see him. She cried when he held her in his arms, she really wanted to tell him everything that happened, but she couldn't, not right now. Speirs just held her and let her cry, he was grateful he had gotten her back alive.

Dani was shipped off to England the next day, and not long after that Easy company followed her.