A/N: I'm so glad that that many of you reviewed. I'm happy that that many of you liked this idea. Anyway here is another chapter for you lovely readers. I hope it is as good as the last one.

Two

Two women were at their nursing station. Each was reading over patient's file. Finally the younger of the two women looked up and asked, "Have you heard anything from him Lillian?"

The older woman, who was probably in her late forties, early fifties, looked at her and shook her head, "No I haven't, not since his last letter."

"How was he in the last letter?"

"Alright I guess," Lillian said, with a sigh. "He and his company had just got finished taking the beaches of Normandy." She closed her eyes for a moment as if the memory caused her pain. "He's changed, I could tell it in his letter. He didn't go into details about what he saw but I could just tell how much it affected him. He was harder and more reserved than he was before he went over there. It worries me."

The other girl was silent for a moment before she nodded. "I understand what you mean. Jim's the same way," she said, "but I believe that they will be alright. Your boy is strong. He always has been."

"I hope you are right Annie," Lillian told her, and then went back looking at the chart.

Annie looked at her but didn't say anything. There wasn't anything that she could really say to the woman who she looked up to. It bothered her. She knew that Lillian lived alone since her son was overseas, and she could only imagine how lonely she was getting. If it wasn't for her job, there was a possibility that she wouldn't even get out of the house. All she could hope for is that Lillian's son would come home as soon as possible.

She was yanked out of her thoughts when she heard the first shift workers come in. Lillian looked up as well and then stood.

"Is there anything we need to know?" said one of the first shift nurses.

Lillian handed her the file that she had been looking at. "Yes keep an eye on Thomson; he has a high fever that I haven't been able to get down. Other than that, the rest of them are fine. Just keep with the regular checkups and don't forget to give them their meds." After she finished speaking, Lillian grabbed her things. While she was doing this, the nurse that Lillian had just spoken to rolled her eyes. Annie glared at her but the other nurse paid her no attention. This was how it always was. The younger nurses didn't respect Lillian as much as they should have and they didn't like it that they older woman was always giving them instructions. Annie hated how they never gave her any respect, but there wasn't anything she could do.

Finally Lillian began to leave the nursing station and Annie followed her. They were quiet even as they clocked out, and no one said anything until they had almost reached the entrance of the Hospital.

"Lillian do you have anything planned for this weekend?" Annie asked, trying to lay a foundation for what she really wanted to ask the older woman.

"No not really," she answered. "I'll probably just go home and finish that letter I'm writing to my son."

"Um, I have a question," Annie said, causing the Lillian to look at her. "Since you aren't busy, would you like to come over to my house tonight and have dinner with me?"

"Lillian shook her head before Annie could say anymore. "Thank you for the offer but I really don't want to tonight. I would like to just stay home, I hope you don't mind."

"No, I don't mind," Annie quickly told her. She was a little disappointed that Lillian didn't accept her offer, but she had gotten use to her saying no. However, it was still frustrating.

Lillian stopped walking and looked at her. "Annie I know how much you worry about me, but it really isn't necessary. I was alone when he was going through college and I can handle being alone now," she smiled and then shrugged her shoulders. "Eventually he's going to meet a nice girl and they are going to start a family, and I know he's not going to be around much then either. It's something that I've just got to get use to. Thank you for your offers though."

Annie sighed and was about to say something when she heard a voice cut her off.

"Do you know where we can find Lillian Wade?"

Both women turned around and looked at the man who was speaking. There were two men. One was dressed in an army outfit and the other was a priest.

Annie could hear a sound similar to a moan come from the direction were Lillian was at and she looked at her. She was horribly pale and it looked like it was taking all her strength to stay standing.

"I'm her," Lillian managed to breath out.

"Ma'am I'm so sorry to tell you this but," he began to say but Lillian cut him off.

"No, no don't say it. It isn't true!" she said. It already seemed like she was getting close to hysterical. There were tears in her eyes and she was slightly shaking. Annie went over to her and wrapped her arms around her. She buried her face into Annie's shoulder and began to sob. The priest walked over to her and put his hand on her back gently. This only caused her to sob even more. The other man walked over to them and handed Annie a letter.

"Make sure you give her this when she's calmed down, would you?" he asked.

Annie nodded and then turned back to comforting Lillian. She had no idea how she was going to keep her together now that her only son, Irwin had died.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this and hopefully there will be another chapter of this, as well as a chapter up on "The Misleading Fairytale." I'm sorry that it's taking so long. I'm in college now and it's turning out to take up a lot of my time. Hopefully I'll find more time soon though.