I'm just so in love with this programme and really want to write some fanfic so I decided to do a little something of what could happen for the next episode. I'm not a very good write and there will be problems with my writing but if you all can be nice and give me things to help me for future writing then that will be great... thank you and hope you enjoy.

Everyone had fear spread across their faces, everything they had learnt all the preparation now had to be used in this final mission, after everyone had wrote their notes at the briefing they made their way back to the tent, silent not like their usual loud selves. They were worried about what they could be facing, although they had been through similar scenarios nothing would be like what they were going to approach as it dawned on everyone the dangers of the mission they all got ready for bed without much conversation. Captain James was making his way back to his tent when he quickly popped his head into the main tent where everyone slept, he noticed that majority of the boys were sleeping when he quickly noticed molly was missing from her bed. She never seemed to be out of his mind, James wasn't one for being in relationships his work came before this but molly made him see life in a way he hadn't looked at it before. As he made his way back to his tent he noticed molly sat on top of the rubbish box, he thought about going over and making sure she was okay but he presumed she wanted to be alone and him comforting people had never been one of his strongest values. He settled into his tent and looked over the notes for the mission for the following day, when he heard footsteps, Dawes he knew it was her, he found it strange that he could figure out it was her just by her footsteps.

"Dawes!" He shouted

Molly turned her head towards the sound coming out of Captain James's tent and made her way over. Lifting up the flap she leaned her head in

"Sir?" Her eyes were puffy and James could tell she had been crying.

His words didn't come out immediately, he couldn't help but stare, her hair hung loosely and she was wearing some tiny cotton shorts and a baggy t-shirt. She began blushing as she caught him staring at her

"Sir?" She said with a hint of laughter

"Sorry..." He looked embarrassed "just wanted to make sure everything was okay?"

"Yes sir... I'm fine" she spoke quickly before turning to make her way out of his tent.

"Molly..."

Molly froze, he called her 'molly' yes it was her name but it sounded much better when he said it.

"I care about you, I honestly do I'm not one for getting emotionally involved but you've changed me...I just can't stop thinking about you" he said not taking his eyes of her for one second.

A tear rolled down Molly's face and James stood up and reached for her hand to pull her inside of his tent, the flap dropped down behind her.

"I'm scared" she whispered.

James brought her closer to him so their bodies were touching he knew if anyone were to walk in they're both be in a huge amount of trouble but he didn't care, he wanted to hold her and protect her.

"If anything happens I want you to be the last thing I see" he said his hand locking into hers.

"Ditto" she replied staring into his eyes.

Then it happened something that clearly they had both wanted to happen for a while, James places his hands either side of her face and gently pressed his lips into hers. The kiss lasted for a few seconds and then James kissed her forehead and whispered "I love you".

He wiped away her tears and with that molly left his tent making her way back to hers and even though the next day could be one of the toughest she could experience a smile grew larger and larger on her face back in James's tent his smile looked exactly the same.