A/N: So this is my next story. It's based during WWII as I said in my summary. Now this is different from the stories I have done because it is based when Jace returns from war, and before he goes to war. I hope you guys like this.
1944
I waited patiently, biting my lip, as I watched a few soldiers climb off the boat. The ship was here to get supplies for the war, but it was also delivering me my husband. He was coming home early, which was a huge relief for me. One day when I got home from the ship yard, a soldier was standing on my front porch holding a letter. I ripped the letter open quickly, forcing back tears because I knew what this letter typically meant. It meant that Jace was killed in battle, but it looked like I was one of the lucky ones. I took a ragged breath calming down when I read that he was alive. He had gotten shot badly shot, and was recovering in London. Now he was fully recovered and coming home to me. I haven't physically seen Jace in 2 years, which made me nervous. We got married a day before he was shipped off, and we were 18. I took a deep breath, shaking my head. Everything is going to be fine. It's Jace. We wrote each other as much as we could, but with my job at the ship yard and at diner it's hard to keep up with it. Sometimes it took months for Jace's letters to get back at me, which was really hard for me. I survived though. I threw myself into work and my friends. Jace and I were friends for years before we decided to get married, and nothing was going to change that.
And I could see him.
He was still in his uniform. His golden blond hair was poking out of the bottom of the hat, he was still as tall as always, and he was as handsome as ever. I couldn't help sprinting in his direction, and I didn't think to slow down as my arms flung around his neck. I heard him chuckle in my ear, lifting me off the ground slightly. I squeezed him tightly, and he hugged me with just as much strength if not more. I nuzzled my head into his neck, recognizing the faint lemony scent that was mostly covered by salt. Everything about him is just so familiar, and I didn't realize how much I missed it until now. "By the angel, I missed you." He breathed in my ear, setting my feet back on the ground. He went to let go, but I kept holding onto him.
"I'm not letting go yet." I pushed up on my tip toes to be closer to him.
"That's ok with me." He ruffled his fingers into my hair. I took a deep breath, dropping down from him finally, so I could see him. I held his waist, looking into his golden eyes. His hand cupped the back of my neck, drawing me into kiss. My heart was starting to pound harder in my chest, as his lips brushed gently against mine. His tongue licked along my bottom lip, and I opened eagerly, missing the way our mouths fit together. He broke away from me hesitantly, taking a step back, as he weaved our fingers together. "Ok, let me get a look at you." He teased, playing with my hands. "Beautiful as ever." He smiled widely. A blush crept across my cheeks, as his eyes roamed over my body. Gosh we've only been intimate a few times right before he left, and I began getting nervous just thinking about it. I pushed those thoughts a side, as his arm wrapped around my waist, leading us down the dock.
"I missed you." I circled my arm around his torso, resting my hand on his chest.
"I know Clare-bear." He pressed a soft kiss against my temple. It felt so natural and familiar. I sighed contently knowing my man was finally safe in my arms.
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1942
"I don't want you to go." My lip was quivering, as I stood on the docks with Jace.
"You know I need to." His hands cupped my cheeks, stroking them gently.
"I know. I know." I inhaled deeply, trying to shake away my feelings. "You have to write me all the time." I played with the buttons of his uniform as I spoke. I kept my eyes on the buttons I was fiddling with, unable to look at him.
"I will." He assured me, tipping my chin up to see him. I squeezed my eyes shut forcing back tears. "Come here." He took my hands, leading me around a building by the dock. I couldn't stop the sudden snickers that formed when he leaned me up against the wall. He bent down slightly, tangling our mouths together with bruising pressure, which made my heart pound heavily. The pit of my stomach was on fire, thinking about the night before, which was our wedding night. His strong hands embraced my waist, keeping me close against him. Our lips moved in sync against each other, making me forget all my worries for those few seconds. When he drew away, I sighed, dropping my head back against the wall. "I love you."
"I love you too." I looped my fingers into his belt loops, never wanting him leave me. "Come back to me." I took an unsteady breath, starring up at him.
"I'm more worried about you then me." He chuckled softly, trying to show me that he was scared to.
"What?" I raised my eye brows in surprise, forcing back a laugh. He is going to be shot at, and he's worried about me.
"You are going to be all alone, and I'm not going to be here to provide for you." He tugged at one of my curls like he did when we were children, seeming troubled.
"I have my mom and your family. I'll be fine." I pulled him against me by his belt loops.
"Promise?" He continued playing with my hair.
"I promise." I nodded.
"No dancing with other soldiers." He said sternly.
"No dancing with other soldiers." I laughed, rolling my eyes.
"Good." He mused, pecking my lips again. "I really need to go." He sighed softly.
"I know." My grin dropped, knowing I could never see him again.
"I love you so much." His thumb circled my cheek. We came back from around the building, drifting back to the boats. He pulled me into one last searing, before running to get onto the boat. I hugged myself, as I waited for the boat to ship off. I starred at the deck of the ship, wondering if I could see Jace. I caught a glint of gold, and then he was there, leaning against the railing. His eyes were locked with mine, as the boat took off. I waved shortly, watching the ship disappeared over the horizon.
A/N: I wanted to make this longer, but I thought this was a good introduction before I get into plot.
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