2023
"Where the Hell are you guys taking me? We're in the middle of nowhere Quinn."
"Relax man, we gotta give you a proper Alabama farewell. Now don't we?" PFC Quinn replies, punching his companion goodnaturedly on the arm.
"And a proper farewell means dragging me out to a bar in the middle of nowhere?"
The doors to the bar open and let in a stream of 4 other guys, all soldiers like the two men talking.
"You never answered my question, where the Hell are we?"
"A bar about 10 miles off post," Quinn answers.
"Thanks, that much I knew already," retorts the first man with a smile.
"Dude, just relax. Get a drink, I hear the bartenders here are real hot," PFC Waters says slapping the other man on the back before threading his way through the crowd.
His friends disperse and the soldier sighs, leave it to his friends.
Deciding to make the most of it, have a couple beers and call it a night he goes over to the bar and takes a seat. A bit of a commotion down the bar attracts his attention.
One of the other patrons, a big, obviously very drunk man is busy harrasing the bartender for another drink. The soldier debates getting up to help, the very attractive bartender, but is surprised a moment later to see the bartender shove the guy off her and unbalanced the guy falls off his stool.
The bartender turns and makes her way towards him, he finds himself staring she's even hotter up close and a fighter too.
"What can I get cha?" Her voice has an adorable alabama accent.
Their eyes meet. Friendly, electric blue pools that the soldier knew he could stare into all night for the rest of his week left in Alabama. He flashes her his most charming, dazzling, smile and she laughs, the sound intoxicating. "Somethin' on the menu."
He sighs, faking dissapointment. "I guess I'll have to settle for a beer then."
The bartender leans down slightly and reaching under the bar pulls out a bottle of beer. She takes off the cap and slides it to him. He accepts the beer and their hands touch for a moment, electricity surges through him. He sips the beer and she looks him over.
Their eyes meet and she blushes, resting her elbows on the counter. "Which one of ya is movin'?"
"Me, unfortunately. I got a PCS to Fort Marshall," he sips his beer again, seeemingly saddened.
"I have absolutely no idea whatcha just said," she says chuckling.
His smile widens for a second. "It means I gotta Permanent Change of Service to Fort Marshall."
"That's too bad Soldier Boy. We could use some more eye candy 'round here."
He blushes and looks around. "Well you can look a lil longer, my idiot friends seem to have taken off with my ride."
"My shift ends in 20 minutes, you wait here and hows 'bout I show ya the best last week here in 'bama."
"Sounds good. Now how about a name? If not I'll be callin ya Blue Eyes all week."
"Blue Eyes is fine with me. But my name's Roxy," she says offering her hand.
He accepts it. "Trevor LeBlanc."
"Nice to meet cha Trevor," Roxy says and sashays away with a wink.
Trevor drains the rest of his beer and sighs, he hated lying to her. Pain suddenly grips him and he staggers away from the bar to the bathroom.
He opens the single person bathroom door and locks it. He manages to make it over to the sink, he leans heavily on the rim and splahes his face with cold water.
Feeling better he turns of the tap and stares into the mirror, tired green eyes stare back at him. He was in for one Hell of a week, sighing he turns out the light and exits the bathroom.
Yes, he'd lied to Roxy, but then again he'd lied to everyone. He wasn't 22 and his name wasn't Trevor Victor LeBlanc either. He was really 19 year old Christopher Victor Perry Halliwell.
This is not an Army Wives Crossover I'm just borrowing The Lelancs and taking them for a ride a la orbs. Trevor and his family unfortunately belong to Lifetime. BTW if you have any suggestions or offers to help, be my guest. Also the idea for how Rox and Trevor met is not mine, it's from an awesome story called 'Beginnings'.
To all my reviewers (wow, hi everyone)...
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