DISCLAIMER: Don't own 'Our Girl' or it's chararcters, they belong to the BBC.

A SAD PIECE THAT I WROTE WHILST DOING MY OTHER STORY...

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RIGHT BESIDE YOU - part 2/2

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It was all in painful slow motion, the man in the burka came out of the back of the truck and started firing. It was Bashira's father.

Captain James was shot in the leg and in his side, he fell to the ground.

"Man down, Man Down!"

She looked into Bossman's eyes and he looked back into hers...

Molly woke up with a start and sat up rubbing her eyes. They were wet where she had cried in her sleep.

Jade looked down from the top bunk, "What's wrong with you? You were moaning in your sleep again..."

Molly rubbed her eyes and looked up at her, "Go back to sleep"

"How can I ...you keep waking me up"

"Just GO back to sleep!"

"Alright alright..."

Molly heard her sister settle back down. She laid back herself and tried to close her eyes, it was still dark.

But the day that she had dreaded all week...was dawning.

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"You look smart Moll...look at you...I'm so proud of ya"

Belinda gave her daughter a hug as she stood there in her uniform best.

"It's a funeral Mum...I have to look...you now...", she trailed off.

"Who is it again...your Captain is it? Poor man...but I'm not gonna lie to you Molls...I'm glad that he got it and not you!"

Molly shook her head and squeezed her hand, "I now Mum...I know...dont go thinking all that again...I'm fine...I came back to ya, didn't I?"

Belinda shook her head and turned as she went to go downstairs, "did he have a family? A wife and that?"

Molly just looked into the mirror as she made sure her cap was straight and nodded back at her.

"Ohhh...his poor wife..."

Molly swallowed and held back the grief that threatened to burst out, "Yeah...poor her"

"Where's this funeral again?"

"Bath Mum, I told ya...now, I'm gonna have to get ready to go or I'll be late..."

She went down the stairs. Dave came to Belindas side, "She still moping about? She should be grateful that she came home alive"

"I fink she knows that Dave..."

"At the end of the day it was just some toffee- nosed Captain who got it...not the real fighters like her..."

Molly stood at the base of the stairs and closed her eyes. If only he knew...if only he knew.

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The funeral was long and it was hard. Molly sat there and she tried to compose herself as much as she could. She swallowed and looked over at the coffin that sat on the trestles, draped in a union flag.

There stood in front of the congregation, was Captain James's Commanding Officer. He was churning on and on about what a great man he was, a War Hero...such an inspiration to those who served under him.

He had been such an inspiration for her.

She closed her eyes and thought about him as the Commanding Officer went on and on.

He followed her into his quarters and they sat and talked about big old houses and watching the Omen and what a magical place his parents house looked like at Christmas.

And he invited her.

His eyes held hers like someone hypnotizing her. She remembered when he wrote on her arm the name of coffee he liked to drink to start very morning.

Rosabaya.

His smiling face...his 'come back to me' words.

The tear rolled down her face as the curtain went across and started to obscure the coffin. It was the end. It was the end of them...but then again it hadn't really had the chance to begin.

Outside the mourners hung about in the Spring warmth, but it was dull and it was cloudy...it set the mood nicely.

Molly stood with her fellow section members, all of them just as glum looking how she looked...and felt.

No, they couldn't be feeling how she felt, like the her heart being ripped out of her.

No one could know her grief.

That cow over there

Rebecca.

Look at her crying onto that man's shoulder. It was probably her father. She is dressed all in black and playing the grieving widow.

But then again, she is his Ex-Wife, she had that right didn't she?

Her eyes met Rebecca's as she looked at her. They were knowing...like 'I know' what you and him were together.

She could ruin her.

End her career, get her discharged from the Army because she had the hint that her Ex-Husband was seeing someone under his command.

Molly turned around. It was time to go.

Smurf was beside her, "Moll...are you okay? I've been wanting to ask ya...but it's a bit awkward with half the section around us all the time"

She gave him a heartfelt smile, "Thanks Smurf...I dont deserve you..."

"Shut your cake hole...you and I are the best of mates remember...dont you ever forget that"

Molly shook her head as the sun came out from behind a cloud and the spire of the Crematoria cast a shadow over them.

The rest of the section was heading away, they lagged behind. The Captain's family were at the gates talking to mourners, she couldn't face that.

Rebecca turned and saw her wanting to swerve. She grabbed Molly's arm. Her eyes looking into hers.

Molly looked down and saw the .Little Sam from the hospital. Molly felt choked up, she looked at Rebecca, "I'm sorry for your loss..."

Rebecca considered her for a few seconds then nodded, "Ditto..."

Molly met her gaze and the two woman had an understanding. Rebecca then broke the gaze and went to shake somebody's hand. Molly turned and with a hint of a sad smile she walked down the gravel path towards the Carpark where Smurf was waiting for her.

"Hey, the team want to meet in the pub across the road for a few drinks and some shared memories...fancy it..."

"Why not..."

Smurf went to turn when Molly stopped him, "...Smurf...about Vegas"

He turned, "You still want to come..."

Molly shrugged, "I dont know what I want at the moment Smurf...just that I know I want to get away from here..."

"I'll help you through it Molls..."

"Fanks...because you are the only one I can talk to about him...and I know it's hard for ya"

"You can pour your heart out all the way to Vegas if you want"

Molly closed her eyes and burst into tears, "It hurts so much Smurf...I miss him...I miss what me and him could have had...I feel like I am being suffocated and I can't breathe"

Smurf held her and he let her cry on his shoulder and he stroked her back tenderly, "you have to let it all out Moll...let it all out girl...only then...you can start move on..."

THE END

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Reviews are welcomed as always. I know it was a sad one, but I wanted to write it because, lets face it, it did look like it was going to go that way at the end of Episode 4!

Thanks for reading. If Inspiration allows, I will write more...no inspiration at the moment though!

Thanks again.

M