Chapter 1

Walking down the aisle toward him she realized this single moment was the happiest of her life. Robbie, her own precious Robbie was waiting for her. His black hair shinning in the sunlight and when she was in front of him she saw tears shimmering in his blue eyes.

"I love you Lena, now and forever. Our love will never die. I'll love you for the rest of my life and beyond."

Placing her hand on his face, "I've wanted this since we were children you are my life and without you I'm lost.

His lips were against hers, her arms around his neck. Lifting his head he whispered her name, "Lena."

She was puzzled by the serious look on his face. "Lena, I need you to let me go. Please, let me go."

She felt him pull away. "Robbie, please don't go, Robbie…"

"Lena damn it wake up." The hard shove pulled her away from the dream leaving unshed tears in her eyes.

Wiping her eyes she tried to focus on the person standing over her. "Look Lena, you need to take the next round of Currahee wounded. I've got a date and that idiot Sobel ran Easy Company up that hill again."

Lena nodded and brushed the loose hair behind her ears to give her hands something to do. The temptation to slap the young nurse was just too great. All the young girls were more interested in the men taking them out than taking care of them.

Taking her clipboard she moved into the treatment room to wait. She knew there would be at least two or three; there always was when they ran Currahee.

Her first customer arrived being supported between two men. Based off the way he was holding his foot off the floor she suspected a break or bad sprain.

"Okay gentlemen sit him down here and move out of the way. Okay, name, rank and serial number."

"You're kind of blunt aren't you?"

Lena looked up into the amused black eyes of the man sitting on the table. "Well sorry if asking you a simple question affronts you, but since your commander enjoys breaking soldiers and I don't have the time," taking a deep breath she leveled her eyes with his, "now if it wouldn't be too much trouble…"

The man on the table smirked and looked over at his red haired friend, "I think I like her Dick."

"Come on Nix, help her out." Dick looked over at the nurse and smiled, "Sorry he's easily distracted so I'll help him out. Nixon, Lewis, Lieutenant." Looking over at Nixon Dick raised an eyebrow.

Nixon sighed, "175-23-0950, you know Dick, you certainly know how to spoil my fun."

Setting the clipboard aside Lena knelt at his feet and began to carefully remove his shoe. Once she had his sock off gently she ran her fingers along the bones of his foot and around his ankle.

"That feels nice."

Lena looked up to see him watching her intently. "It just feels good because my fingers are cool. Alright nothing is broken; your ankle is just sprained. I'll wrap it and you can go back."

Nixon smiled at her again, "So that means I won't get any more of your warm bedside manner?" Laying a hand over his heart, "I just feel terrible about that. Because up till this moment, I've never had a woman treat me this way."

Lena snorted, "Like what, like you're not special? Well Lieutenant, you're just another soldier to me."

Lena turned her back on him and addressed her next comments to Dick, "Okay so I'm going to give him a profile, no walking or running for at least three days."

Dick nodded and followed her into the other room. "You know, I just want to apologize for Lew. He's normally not like that."

Lena smiled and extended her hand. "I'm sorry too, I was angry at someone else. My name is Lena."

Dick smiled and took her hand, "Dick Winters, friend of the man in the other room and also babysitter."

She laughed and picked up the wrap, "Yes well I can see that could be a full time job."

Dick laughed too, "Yeah he keeps me pretty busy."

Holding up the wrap, "well let me get his ankle wrapped and you can take him home."

Nixon frowned when Dick and the nurse came back into the room. He didn't hear what they were talking about but he'd heard Dick laugh along with her. He shook his head. What had he done to make her not like him?

He quietly watched as she carefully wrapped his ankle, she did have a very gentle touch. He watched the frown line appear between her eyes and suddenly had a great desire to use his finger to smooth it away.

"Okay Lieutenant you should be okay to walk a little on that."

Nixon smirked, he just couldn't help himself, "Why is it you can be nice to him," hooking a thumb in Dick's direction, "and you can't say anything nice to me?"

Putting her hands on her hips, "Well first off, he's not flirting with me and second he doesn't think the world revolves around him." Snatching the clipboard up, she smiled at Dick and left the two of them alone.

Smiling Nixon looked over at Dick, "Do I really act that way?"

Dick shrugged, "well you are rich." Both men laughed at the private joke.

"Come on Nix, you can come back tomorrow and apologize to the very nice lady."

"Oh Lena, I have something for you?"

Looking up she saw one of the nurses carrying a single daisy with a note. "Some guy just dropped this off for you, said you'd understand."

Laying the daisy on the table she opened the note.

Sorry about yesterday. I hope this makes you smile since I couldn't

Nixon

Picking up the daisy she twirled it between her fingers and this time she was smiling.

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Nixon has somehow managed to hobble his way through the night march and now instead of going to his bunk, he was headed toward the clinic. He just wanted to see if she was there and then, then he would go to bed.

Feeling a little like a stalker he looked in the windows till he saw her sitting behind a desk. He could see that she was daydreaming and playing with her necklace. It had something attached but he couldn't see what it was at this distance. Frowning he looked at the desk she was sitting behind and saw the single daisy sitting in a test tube filled with water.

Smiling at the good sign he headed for the door of the clinic, suddenly not tired any more.

He actually made it to the office door without drawing her attention. She was looking down at whatever was on the necklace and Nixon couldn't believe the look of utter sorrow on her face.

"Knock, knock, what are you doing her so late?"

Lena quickly tucked her necklace back inside her shirt and frowned at her late night visitor. "Well I'm working what exactly are you doing?"

"Well you know I just came back from a little walk in the woods and thought I might drop by to see if you got my note?"

Lena pointed to the daisy on the desk and smirked. "Yeah, I got it. Was there something else you wanted?"

Nixon sighed; she was going to be a tough one, "Well I wanted to know if maybe you would meet me for lunch tomorrow?"

"Sorry I can't, I'm working." Her tone of voice offered no warmth or interest.

"Well I find that hard to believe, since you are here so late tonight." He scratched his head, "So you are busy huh?"

"That's right Lieutenant and now I think you need to go rest your ankle, unless you needed something else?"

"Uh, no I guess not. Enjoy the daisy." Turning he walked out of the clinic.

Frowning she watched him leave. He wasn't going to give up that easily. She had no idea why he was so interested in her. Smiling she touched the daisy with her fingertip. Well maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all.

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"You know, I want to know what you did to deserve lunch delivered to you?"

Lena looked up from the chart she was working on to stare at Marcie, who was standing with a tray in her hand. "Where did that come from?" She motioned with her pen toward the tray.

"Well, this gentleman dropped it off. He said he couldn't stay but this was for you."

Taking the tray she went into the other room. Frowning she saw the note.

I know it doesn't look like much, but I didn't want you starving.

Lew

Smiling she picked up her fork and dug into what appeared to be noodles with ketchup on it.

It was another week before she saw him again, and as usual he just appeared.

"So still working hard I see. So are you going to tell me your name?"

She shook her head, "so does this mean you've not asked Dick?"

She watched his lips tighten before they relaxed back into a smirk. "Yeah well, I didn't realize I should ask him for your name. So why don't you just go ahead and tell me?"

Sighing, "Lena. Now you want to tell me why you're here?"

He gave her a full smile, "nice name. Actually I have a weekend pass and wanted to take you to diner and possibly a movie."

"Well sorry to disappoint you but I don't take weekend passes."

Nixon frowned, "yeah well seems you and Dick are the only ones who don't."

Giving him her little smirk, "hmm seems that Dick and I have a lot in common, maybe I should be talking to him?"

Nixon clenched his hands, "yeah well, you do that." Turning he walked away and left her confused as to what she had said that was so wrong.

Later that night she was sitting alone in her room she was trying to fight off sleep. She hated to sleep, the dreams always came and when they did it ripped off the scab from her heart making it bleed all over again. This was a wound that time wasn't healing.

Lewis Nixon, there was another problem. The man wasn't giving up. Couldn't he take a hint she wasn't interested? Even if he was charming, she wouldn't let him get to her. He wasn't Robbie, and she didn't think that anyone could take his place in her heart. Nor was she looking for a man that could.

Closing her eyes sleep took her along with the prayers for a dreamless night.

His fingers brushed her cheek, his lips softly brushing against hers. "Lena, sweetheart why do you do this to yourself?"

She opened her eyes to meet his crystal blue ones. "Because I love you, we had a love that was to last forever, I can't let you go."

Robbie shook his head, "I loved you so much, but I'm gone and you're still alive, why do you hold on so tight? Look over there." Robbie waved a hand behind him. When she turned to look she saw Nixon standing silently watching.

Turning back to Robbie the tears flowing down her face, this time Robbie's face was bruised and bloody as it had been the last time she'd seen him. "Why are you doing this? Why is he here? This is our time, Robbie."

Smiling sadly Robbie began to fade, "No Lena, our time is done, you have to stop doing this to yourself. I love you, but look to your future."

He faded in the dream and in reality she jerked awake, the tears fresh on her face.

Hastily wiping them from her face she saw the light beginning to brighten outside. Robbie was telling her to move forward and while it hurt maybe she should try. Smiling she decided that today she'd go to lunch.

"Hi Dick, I'm not late for lunch am I?"

Dick turned and smiled, "No but I thought you would be eating with Nixon?"

Lena frowned, "yeah well he acted like I'd done something wrong yesterday and I guess I wanted to have lunch with someone not as hostile."

Dick shrugged, "Lew's friendly I just think you guys got off to a bad start."

Grabbing a tray they found empty seats and began to eat. Friendly silence settled between them, only to be disturbed by a tray slamming down next to Dick.

"Well isn't this interesting. I ask for a week for you to have lunch with me and you turn me down. Yet today I find you having lunch with my best friend."

Both Dick and Lena stared at Nixon strangely. Dick managed to find his voice first, "well funny thing, Lena found me."

Nixon turned his black eyes to her, the smirk not reflecting any warmth, "Is that right? And here I was thinking you never ate."

She looked between the two men and frowned, "Well thanks for lunch Dick; I'll talk to you later."

Nixon watched her leave and turned on Dick. "Well, do you mind telling me what you're doing? I told you I liked her and here I find you with her."

Dick held up his hands, "Hang on Nix. She and I are friends, and if you hadn't been such a jerk I could have told you she was actually looking for you." He shook his head at Nixon's look, Tthat's right you blew it again. Now if I were you, I'd go and find her."

Nixon jumped from the table so fast he knocked his chair over. "Uh, okay, uh sorry Dick, I'll talk to you later."

Jerking the door open to the clinic her bad mood was made worse by Marcie handing her orders.

"This is so great, we're being transferred to London. I can't wait, Toccoa was getting boring."

Lena took a deep breath and tried to ignore Marcie. She was being successful till she heard Marcie purr beside her. "Well hello, it's so nice to see you again."

Lena looked up to see Nixon standing in the doorway. "What are you doing here? Come to make more accusations?"

Nixon blushed, "No I came to talk to you, alone if I could."

Marcie pouted and moved past Nixon sliding her hand down his arm. "Well I'll leave the two of you alone. See you around, I hope."

Lena felt her hand twitch with the desire to slap Marcie. Damn why did she let the girl get to her? Crossing her arms over her chest she looked at Nixon and waited.

Lew couldn't remember the last time he was nervous talking to a woman. Shifting his weight between feet he tried to find the right words. "Look, I'm sorry. It's just I've been trying to get to know you and I guess I went a little stupid when I saw you sitting with Dick."

Smiling slightly, "a little stupid, try more like a lot stupid. However I accept your apology. I guess I can see your point, but let this be a lesson to you."

"Lesson learned," he replied with that devilish smirk, " So now that we agree how about that dinner and movie?"

"I can't." Sighing she handed him the orders. "It's not because I don't want to, it's because I'm going to be leaving soon."

Handing them back to her he sighed, "So I guess I'm never going to see you again am I?"

"Well if you head to Europe you will," shrugging, "Maybe."

He gave her a smile, "You're right, I've got a fifty-fifty chance. Hey, I'll write to you, if you want me too?" He suddenly looked so unsure of himself. It made Lena remember her dream and she decided that maybe it wouldn't so bad after all giving Lew a chance.

Lena smiled, "That would be really nice I think."

Okie dokie, the Nix/OC story I promised all of you. And it's not just a project from me. Captain ty wrote it all up. Yep, every chapter! So, give her a huge round of applause, because this is just as much her work of art as mine. Possibly even more so. All I really did was add a few touches to this chapter. And I brainstormed ideas. The plot was my idea originally but she made it way better than I ever thought it could be. So, we really hope you enjoy this story as much as we did.

Story title is from the song, "What If You" by Joshua Radin. It's so good and as the story progresses, I think you'll find that it starts to apply more and more. Okay I'll stop rambling now. And please please review if you have the time. We'd really appreciate some feedback from you guys. Thanks a lot! :)