Okay, I know we might be overloading BoB right now, but here's yet another joint effort by myself and captain ty. DISCLAIMER: We mean no disrespect toward the real men of Easy Company. All we own are Lillian and any plot points or characters we may reveal along the way.

Rated M because of the usual. Violence, sexual situations, and language. Obviously not for the faint of heart...

Prologue

She watched him walk around the apartment collecting the few items he ever left there. She knew the minute she unclenched her hands her palms would have small crescent shaped indents. She had thought he was different, she'd thought here was the one man who would stay with her, never leave her. Once again and for the last time she'd been fooled.

When he stood before her, she'd tried to smile and act like she completely understood his decision. Understood hell, she wanted to push him out the window.

"Lillian, you have to understand. My parents, my mother feels that it would be better for me, for the family if I married someone closer to my own standing."

She didn't speak. Merely nodding her head in what she could only hope appeared to be understanding. There was no way she was going to discuss this, or he would be leaving by a window.

"I knew you would understand, that's the kind of woman you are. Any man would be lucky to have you."

She felt his lips brush her cheek in a small kiss and then he was gone. Suddenly the tiny apartment felt like it was the size of Grand Central Station. Dropping to the couch she unclenched her fist and hissed in pain. Looking down at her hands, she thought, well at least there was one thing she'd been right about today.

Rubbing her forehead she tried to think. She was back at the hospital tomorrow and she could only imagine the talk that would be going around. She should have listened to that little voice. The one that sounded suspiciously like her mother, the one telling her that all men are dirt and that she should stay the hell away from Thomas Andrew Jacobs III, MD.

Pushing off the couch she walked to the window and was shocked to see the snow lightly falling. Glancing back at the calendar she frowned, how was it December already? Sighing, figures that bastard to leave her before Christmas. Music, that's what she needed, anything to take her mind off this.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we interrupt this broadcast. The naval base at Pearl Harbor has just been attacked. A little before sunrise…"

Looking back out at the falling snow she realized that not only had her world fallen apart, but the rest of the world had as well. The United States was about to go to war.

Once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy
Some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go-"Shame on the Moon", Bob Seger

Chapter 1

New York City, Fall 1942

Twisting side to side she did her best to see the dress from all angles. The dusty rose color went so well with her complexion she couldn't help but smile. Tonight was her final night in town and she could hardly wait. She had made plans to meet a couple of other nurses at a local bar and they intended to get drunk and forget all their cares.

Lillian "Lil" D'Amico considered herself a lucky lady. Nine months ago when that cheating, lying pig Thomas had left her she'd found a renewed energy to change everything in her life. It was the best thing that could have happened. Coupled with the bombing of Pearl Harbor she'd been given a chance to change the entire course of her life. She was now a Lieutenant in the Army Nurse Corps and would be leaving for England tomorrow. All and all she couldn't complain and tonight she intended to live it up. Turning on the light next to the sofa she locked the door and headed for the bar.

She loved New York and having grown up here, she had to admit she'd miss it terribly. Granted the small furnished apartment she rented was several streets higher on the address scale than where she'd grown up. As her heels clicked along the pavement she allowed to mind to wander to areas she'd kept closed.

Home, that word growing up had been a joke. Her mother had been a beautiful woman. Fresh off the boat from Ireland, long auburn hair and glass green eyes, she'd foolishly fallen in love with Tony D'Amico, a womanizing Italian playboy. Her mother had always said the best thing Tony ever did was give her Lil. Lillian had only been ten when Tony had went for smokes and never returned, leaving her mother and young daughter to fend for themselves.

Her mother had worked hard and sacrificed for them, ignoring her own failing health to ensure her young daughter had everything she needed. Lil could still hear her mother crying, crying for the love she'd lost, still loving Tony after all those years. Hell even on her death bed she'd spoken of him. Lillian had learned, not only from her father, but from Thomas, men took what they wanted and left broken hearts behind them, leaving you when you needed them most.

Shaking her head to clear it, Lil realized that she was already standing in the bar entrance. That's when she noticed the familiar faces waving her over to a table.

"Lil, over here we saved you a chair." The waving arm accompanying the screeching voice caused her to smile and begin to weave her way through the crowded bar.

"Wow, who knew this place would be packed with so many men. Good Lord ladies, it's a buffet of hunks."

Lillian lifted an eyebrow in Jen's direction. "Yeah well just remember, you can sample from the buffet but you can't eat it all."

Beside her Meg sighed, "why do you have to take all the fun out of it. I mean come on look at that one over there." All three girls turned to look at an overly handsome blonde soldier as he picked up more beers and headed to a table in the back.

"Yeah well he's okay if you're into that boy next door look, me I like my men a little darker than that." Lillian scanned the room and sipped at her beer. Currently what she liked was not to be found, well she'd be content to help her friends out.

Meg and Jen exchanged looks, it was clear that Lil was not having a good time. Silently they decided that Jen would be the one to broach the topic. Jen nudged Lil's arm to get her attention. "You're not interested in any of the guys here? So what are you still hung up on Thomas?"

Lillian's mouth dropped as she stared at her two friends, who currently were waiting with great anticipation for her answer. Throwing her hands up and slamming them back down on the table she leaned forward causing the others to lean back. At this point she was beyond pissed, these two had been with her when the bastard left her, see the mess that had been her life. So maybe they just needed a reminder of her feelings.

"No, I hate that bastard for what he did to me. Now if you'll excuse me, I think a drink is waiting for me at the bar." Pushing away from the table she stalked off toward the bar, just hoping that some stupid soldier would get in her way.

Elbowing his way to the bar, he finally managed to grab a beer and somewhere to lean while he looked over the room. The bar was crowded, not just with soldiers but several ladies were there as well. He'd not seen anything that excited him but the night was young.

The sound of something hitting a table hard drew his attention to three women sitting together. One of them was leaning in close to the others the high color on her cheeks clearly indicated that she was less than pleased. While he couldn't hear what she was saying he could certainly enjoy the show. He lifted an eyebrow in amusement as she pushed away from the table and began to stalk towards the bar.

Muffling an oomph, as she elbowed him aside he turned slightly to watch her. Long black hair fell in waves to her shoulders and that led to him sizing up her curves. Damn, very nice, especially with her height. But the thing he liked the most, besides her sexy lips, were her green eyes. He'd never seen anyone with her coloring have bright green eyes. Interesting.

"What you staring at? Do I have something on my face or what?"

It took him a moment to realize she was talking to him, "uh, no, nothing on your face. Uh, sorry didn't mean to stare." He watched as an amused smirk suddenly developed on her full lips.

"Yeah, well too bad, I wouldn't mind being stared at by someone who looks like you."

Ron was speechless. He'd never had a woman say something like that to him, damn and he was pretty sure he liked it. The shocks from this woman just kept coming as she downed the shot of whiskey she'd ordered, and ordered another.

Glancing back at where she'd left her friends he saw they were occupied. "So I guess it's just you and me now, seeing as how your friends have found new partners."

Lil looked over at the table and shrugged. Downing the second shot she turned to face the man standing next to her and smiled, "hmm, you and me. That has potential, especially if it is somewhere dark and comfortable." She tried hard not to laugh as she watched his expression go from shocked to lust as she brushed his leg with hers.

Cocking her head to the side she started at his feet and looked her way back up, pausing for affect at his crotch and then moving slowly up to his face, which she had to admit wasn't bad at all. "So, if you've found your ability to speak, how about you and me getting out of here?"

Ron didn't speak, but wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, "what exactly did you have in mind?"

She ran her finger over the buttons on his uniform and pressed her hips into his, "well see, I know this place, very close that we could go and see if the idea of you and me in the dark worked." Licking her lips she tried to calm herself. This was a new side of her, this was the new Lillian that would do what she wanted with who she wanted and right now she wanted him.

Ron smirked and pushed back against her, leaning in he let his warm breath caress her ear before speaking, "lead the way, I'm all yours." He felt the shiver go through her body and jumped as she grazed his crotch with her hand as she slid out of his arms. Tossing him a 'come get me' look as she headed for the door.

Somehow they managed to keep their hands mostly to themselves until she opened the door to her apartment. The minute they were both inside Ron had her pushed back against the door, his lips and tongue exploring her mouth. He felt her hands moving to unbutton his jacket and removed his hands from her hair long enough to help her out.

Pulling his lips away he turned her head and began to kiss just below her ear and nibble on her earlobe. "So are you going to tell me your name?" He let his words caress her neck and ear further heightening her pleasure.

"No." The word escaped her lips in a soft moan. Releasing her he stepped back and began to undo his tie and shirt, enjoying the glowing green eyes watching his every move. When he was only in his pants, he swore the woman practically licked her chops in anticipation. Moving forward he swept her up in his arms, "bedroom?"

Pointing in the direction of the bedroom, Lil didn't waste time talking, she found the strong column of his neck much more interesting. Biting and sucking she almost smiled at the groan he released. Damn this was going to be hot. The minute her back touched the bed he was on top of her pushing the skirt up enough that he could lay between her legs.

When he pressed hard and ground against her the moan that escaped her had him losing his mind. He could feel the heat and wetness from her body and quickly realized that she had on no underwear. Dear God she was going to kill him before he ever got inside her. With his fingers shaking he made quick work of the buttons on her dress pushing it apart to drop kisses along her chest, moving slowly to suck at her nipple through her bra.

Arching against him she tried to pull him closer. Reaching down she pulled her own dress higher and wrapped her legs around his waist pulling her groin in closer contact with his. As she rubbed against him she allowed herself to build the pleasure stopping just shy of release. For that she wanted him inside her.

Dropping one foot on the bed she rolled them over leaving her on top. Pulling from his grasp she pulled the dress over her head and removed the bra. Reaching down she quickly undid his pants and slid her hand inside stroking him softly and slowly.

"Hmm, very nice, so you want this soft and nice or hard and fast?"

His dark eyes glittered in the pale moonlight coming through the window, the words coming out as a low growl. "Hard and fast."

Sliding further down his legs she pulled his pants down to his knees and quickly moved back up grasping him in her hand as she hovered above him. The seductive smile only grew as she slid down on him, her warm wetness gripping him inside her.

Grasping her hips he brought her down on him as he rose to meet her, their bodies rushing toward completion as the sweat covered the bodies. When her nails dug into his chest and her long drawn out moan signaled her completion he finally poured himself into her, his heart pounding like a man out of control.

Lillian dropped onto his chest, her body having taken on an almost jelly like quality. Sighing she snuggled against him, letting him wrap his arms around her and pull her close. She would have loved to have stayed this way, hell maybe even gone for round two, but he'd done what she wanted, given her one last pleasurable memory before heading off to war.

Sitting up she slid him from her body and stood beside the bed and began to search for her robe. Once she put it on she turned back to face him, seeing confusion clearly written on his face. Smiling she dropped a knee on the bed and leaned in to kiss him. Laughing as she pulled away, "okay stud, you can go now."

"What? I don't think I heard you right? I can go now? What are you just dismissing me?"

Moving toward the door, "uh, yeah. I mean well it was nice and all but I pretty much think the itch has been scratched don't you?" For a moment she actually had a shiver of fear go down her spine at the look on his face, but as quickly as it came it was gone.

He moved from the bed and redid his pants moving into the other room putting on his shirt and tie before turning to speak. "Well you know, I'm not surprised in a way, I guess the next question I should ask is how much do I owe you? I mean after all you were one incredible fuck, I think I owe you a big tip."

Her gasp of shock escaped before she could stop it. She should of known he'd think her a whore. Why did men have to think that way when you used their own lines against them. Smiling sweetly she moved closer to him and ran a fingernail down his chest harder than needed, relishing in the hiss he released.

"You know, I think this one is on me, but baby you were a hell of a ride. Let yourself out stud." Turning she walked back into the bedroom and shut the door. Leaning against it she sighed when she heard the door slam closed behind him. Well that could have gone so much better. Good news was she wouldn't have to see him again.

Yeah so I went ahead and posted this mostly because I have no idea when I will next have the opportunity to do so. We really hope you all enjoy it and please leave us some feedback, we'd love to hear what you think of the story.