I'm amazed by the amount of feedback for this story, especially on the who to get the girls with point! I think at this point i've decided to try and get Stephanie and Toye together, Marian however i'm still not sure.
I also want to point out this story is just fiction and therefore some of the facts of the war have been manipulate to fit my story. I mean no disrespect by doing this, and I hope to make a lot of the story as true as possible.

Feedback is always listened to and thanks to everyone who's commented so far :)

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The good lieutenant had been kind enough to find a chair for the girls, however the problem being he had only managed to find one chair so Stephanie had pushed Marian into it insisting that she was the one who had major head trauma and needed to sit more than she did, plus Marian still looked pale enough to rival the dead. Then she had turned to smile at the Lieutenant who just looked fairly shocked at the sight of both of them. An expression Stephanie doubted he had lost since he had gotten a good look at the drivers licenses from before. "So Lieutenant Winters, my sisters awake and I'm now in a much better mood to answer your questions"

"Alright" the Lieutenant agreed staring at both girls "I think the best question at the moment is who are you? And why were you both laying unconscious not even a mile away from Carentan?"

Stephanie smiled pleasantly, "that's easy" she said "I'm Stephanie Harris this is my older sister Marian. We're from England and were taking our grandpa on holiday in France when Marian here found an antique shop and a damn music box. That's how we got here by the way, a time travelling music box which somehow seems to have stopped working now we're actually here"

The Lieutenant frowned and Marian elbowed Stephanie as well as she could from her sitting position. "What my sister means Lieutenant is…"

She didn't get to finish though as another man came barging through the door of the only room in Carentan. He was tall and broad, with stubble that didn't fit his Lieutenants uniform, even from were they were stood as well Stephanie could smell the whisky coming off of him. It was a distinctive smell that she was used to smelling coming from someone's clothing and breath. He looked curiously at the two girls "So Dick these are the two pretty little things you were talking about earlier"

"Dick?" Stephanie asked smirking evilly at Lieutenant Winters.

"Yes that's Richard Winters" the new man said helpfully when the Lieutenant didn't answer "I'm Lewis Nixon and…. what's wrong with your sister?"

Stephanie looked down to find that Marian had gone very pale once again and was staring at the two men in front of them with a mixture of shock and horror. "Mari?" she asked, concerned. "Mari?" she tried again when her sister still didn't answer.

"I can't do this" Marian squeaked before getting up and running from the room.

"MARI" Stephanie shouted trying to go after her sister, Lieutenant Nixon stopped her though wrapping one strong arm round her waist and hauling her to his side then keeping her there with one hand clamped to her wrist. Lieutenant Winters ran to the door and Stephanie could hear him shouting to Sergeant Guarnere to go after her sister then he reappeared. Angry this time he motioned to the chair and Nixon pushed Stephanie into it "Who are you?" he demanded again.

"I already told you" Stephanie snarled "My name is Stephanie Harris. I'm a 20 year old student from England and that's my sister Marian Harris, also English and a 22 year old history major….oh my god" Stephanie's light bulb moment hit hard and made her fall silent instantly. Marian was a history major and not just any history but modern European with a minor in politics and foreign languages. She had studied the war in detail both this one and the first. She must know what was happening here and these men in front of her now would feel familiar to her. Even Stephanie knew they were in the TV series from HBO. She knew that Lieutenant Winters rose to a Major and was a war hero in America and she knew that at this moment Lieutenant Nixon was a raging alcoholic with a soon to be falling apart marriage. So if she knew that what Marian must know about them would be enough to send even the most rational person off the deep end. She probably knew what happened to every man now sat out there in the rubble of Carentan. She knew what happened in every battle from now till the end of the war. Knew which man would die, which man would be wounded and disabled for life. How much would that knowledge cost her if they couldn't manage to get that music box to work again.

"Miss Harris?"

The shout of Lieutenant Winters finally got Stephanie's attention once again and she looked up into his face, for the first time since she had gotten into this room she was scared and the emotion must have shown on her own face as the Lieutenants face softened slightly. He seemed to be deciding whether he needed to say something comforting but before he could Lieutenant Nixon spoke up "are these real?"

Stephanie looked round to find him holding up her purse, more specifically her driving license that clearly listed her date of birth as the 25th December 1982. Sighing she nodded "yes they're real"

"How is this possible?" Nixon asked, to no one in particular.

Stephanie shrugged getting up she went to get her bag from the Lieutenant "I don't know" she said putting her hand out, Nixon hesitated slightly before giving her the bag, Stephanie rooted around in it for a few minutes before pulling out her mobile phone. A new Nokia 6100. She then handed it over to Nixon "what is this?" he asked her.

Stephanie smiled "It's a phone" she answered carefully, Nixon didn't look very convinced and neither did Winters who had walked over to look at the mobile as well. "this is not a phone" he stated.

Stephanie nodded "it is, well I suppose I should say it will be"

"and your.." Nixon waved at her clothes "they are also what will be?"

"you mean my jeans, yeah there what will be"

"I like them" Nixon said trying for serious but failing making Stephanie laugh as she went back to the chair and slumped down crossing her arms over her chest. "my sister, Marian I think I know what's wrong with her"

Lieutenant Winters looked up curiously and leaving Nixon to play with the mobile he came back to Stephanie and leaning on the wall next to her nodded for her to continue "Marian, she's a history major I told you that already, but where we come from when this is all just memories, this is what she studied"

"your sister studied us?" Winters asked

Stephanie nodded "in a manner of speaking. She studied this whole war from beginning to end" Winters didn't answer "do you understand what I'm telling you?" she asked.

It was Nixon who answered "if we are to believe you about where you come from then what your saying is your sister knows the outcome of every battle we are about to fight, and probably the outcomes of a lot of our lives"

Stephanie nodded then looked back up at Lieutenant Winters who didn't seem to be willing to say anything else yet. "so I suppose it all comes down to whether or not you believe me" she said.

"what about you?" Winters suddenly asked "what do you know about this war"

Stephanie shrugged "not much, I disliked history at school and only learnt what I had to to pass my exams and then what I've seen on TV"

"They make TV programs about this war?" Nixon asked suddenly smiling for some reason.

Stephanie nodded "yeah they do. Hell you guys get an entire series to yourselves. It was really good."

"Hear that Dick, we're on TV" Nixon said. If anything Stephanie thought Nixon didn't seem to be just scoffing at everything she had told him, but then again that may be just because he was drunk again.

"Someone needs to tell Colonel Sink about this" Lieutenant Winters said, rubbing a hand over his face. "Lew, you fancy a trip to HQ"

"Me?" Nixon asked shocked "you really think he's going to believe anything I tell him. Especially about time travelling girls with all powerful knowledge about his grand campaign"

"Nixon please"

"fine, but don't say I didn't warn you" Nixon put the mobile back in Stephanie's bag then came over and held out his hand, Stephanie took it almost smiling as he raised it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. "it was a pleasure Miss Harris"

"under the present circumstances Lieutenant Nixon I would have to agree"

"please call me Lew" he threw a disgruntled look at Lieutenant Winters "everyone else seems to"

"alright Lew" Stephanie answered him "I suppose the courtesy should extend both ways, just call me Steph, everyone else does"

"as you wish" he said smiling as he released her hand waved at Lieutenant Winters and headed back into the rubble that was Carentan. Stephanie meanwhile looked up at Lieutenant Winters. "what are you going to do with us?" she asked, suddenly realising that no one had mentioned what they were planning on doing with her and her sister.

"that Miss Harris is a very good question"

"We can't stay here" Stephanie reasoned "there's a war happening after all"

Lieutenant Winters sighed "yes I am aware of that" he said, taking off his helmet to scratch his head and stare at her hard "I'm also aware of the fact that the knowledge your sister has might just win this war for us"

"if she'll tell you" Stephanie fired back "and I wouldn't be to sure about that"

"why wouldn't she help her country win. She could save a lot of lives"

"time travel 101 buddy" Stephanie said standing up and poking Lieutenant Winter's in the chest "don't meddle with stuff you don't understand, and this we definitely don't understand. Hell what would happen if she told you something and it changed the outcome of something meant to happen, it may lead to men dying who shouldn't have, she might change history for the worse by trying to help you because her telling you has changed something that should have happened. Does that make sense? I don't think that made sense"

"I suppose it does" Lieutenant Winters said. "even so until Colonel Sink says otherwise you'll be staying with us. I'll have someone find you some OD's and kit you up so you don't stand out so much. Corporal Toye and Guarnere will take charge of you and I'll send Doc Roe over to make sure your both ok"

"what are you talking about Lieutenant. Surely you don't want us to fight in this thing"

Lieutenant Winters just stared hard at her "welcome to the untied states paratroopers Miss Harris"

"But I'm English"

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Marian hadn't thought about what she was doing when she fled from that room, only that it was to much and her stomach was in knots from the whole situation. She was surrounded by history, living breathing history. Something that should only be distant memories to someone as young as her. She could hear footsteps pounding behind her and before she could get very far hands latched onto her shoulders and yanked her to a stop. Angry voices shouting at her, demanding to know just what was she thinking running off into the middle of a war zone. The problem seemed to be though that for the first time in her life Marian's brain wasn't thinking. It wasn't working in anything like it's normal rational groove. In fact if she was thinking rationally she would probably say she was in shock, and that that in itself was perfectly rational considering what had happened to her in the past few hours.

"Oi sweetheart I'm talking to you"

Marian managed to focus on that voice again, for some reason she latched onto it once again and found Bill Guarnere's face. "Bill" she managed to say "your Bill Guarnere"

"yeah that's right" he answered "now come on girly, come sit" he gave her a push in the bottom of her back and led her to a portion of wall that wasn't entirely blown to pieces pushing her down onto it. "your Wild Bill Guarnere" she repeated again.
Bill nodded patiently at her "so you keep saying" he said crouching down next to her "never said how you know that though"

"how I know what?" Marian asked absently her eyes rapidly searching out the town of Carentan for anything that might wake her up from this nightmare. Something must be wrong, enough to prove to her that she was dreaming and shock her into waking up. Strong fingers suddenly gripped her chin and dragged her face down to look into his own eyes. "how do you know my name girly"

"your name" Marian repeated "I know your name because I read about you"

"you read about me?" he asked, shocked this time "there ain't no books about me"

"not yet there isn't" Marian answered, seemingly finding herself centred by his eyes. "there will be though, when this war is finished and historians look back at the men who fought here. Then your name William Guarnere will be associated with heroes"

"maybe you took a harder knock on the head than I reckoned darling"

Marian shook her head "no, I'm telling the truth" Bill obviously didn't believe her "I know lots of other things as well" Marian insisted.

"like what?" Bill asked.

"I know you and a group of soldiers took a group of guns very recently at Brecourt manor and that your all going to be awarded medals for it. You lost a man, Hall his name was. I know that the guy you called Popeye was wounded in that fight and I know that Corporal Toye over there nearly got blown up twice while attacking the Germans in the trenches. I know when you get back from Normandy this unit will be awarded a presidential citation for the work you did here"

"that's impossible" Bill said standing back up and moving away from the strange girl.

"I know" Marian said miserably "trust me I know that. I shouldn't be here"

"Where should you be?" Bill asked, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer or not, but unable to stop himself from asking. Marian looked up at him, trying to focus on his face again. To drag the words from her mouth "2003" she whispered.

"What?" Bill asked dropping back down to her level.

"2003" Marian said once again "Me and my sister were on a holiday with our gramps in France and then something happened and suddenly we were here"

"2003!" Bill muttered to himself, verging on shock himself.

"Do you believe me?" Marian asked desperately.

Bill looked down at the young girl, she was no older than him and all dressed up in those strange tight blue trousers, with big wide eyes almost tearing up once again he found himself nodding. He didn't know why either but there was something odd about the girl, even in her manner of speaking that just didn't fit with what a girl should be like now. "god knows why, but yeah darling I believe ya"

Marian beamed at him, and it was like the sun was coming out. Bill almost missed Lieutenant Winters waving him over to busy was he at marvelling at how the smile lightened up her face and changed her entire persona. "come on girly" he said taking her elbow he pulled her back to her feet and motioned to Lieutenant Winters and her sister, who had also come out of the room. She didn't look happy either. "I think someone wants ya"

Marian started to walk back towards the Lieutenant and Stephanie before they got there she stopped "thank you Bill" she said softly.

"for what?"

Marian shrugged "for not thinking I'm crazy"

Bill snorted "girly I think your crazy as they come" but shrugging himself he continued "somehow though that don't change the fact that I believe ya"

"well thank you for that then" Marian insisted.

Bill finally nodded "your welcome"

When they reached the lieutenant, Bill soon discovered the reason for the other sister, Stephanie's long face and was pretty sure his own features mirrored her own displeasure.

"Just keep them both alive Bill, that's all"

"Oh that's all" Bill snorted "keep two broads alive in this chaos"

"Sergeant Guarnere" Lieutenant Winters snapped "this is not a request. Keep them alive, as unnoticed as possible and for gods sake not a word of how you found them or where their from"

"It's true then, what the girl was saying, their really from… the future"

"So it would seem" Lieutenant Winters said.

Bill didn't say anything for a while before just nodding "alright sir"

Lieutenant Winters walked away and Bill turned to look at the two new additions to his platoon. Bloody hell how had the war come to him taking charge of two girls. At least one of which was stir pot crazy. "lets get you two kitted out then. Either of you know how to fire a gun by any chance"

The younger sister Stephanie suddenly smiled evilly "just give me the gun Sergeant and watch the Germans fall"

"she played paintball a lot" Marian tried to explain but Bill just shrugged not understanding a word of what she was saying.

"There's rules" he announced as he led the way to the where the supplies had been dumped.

"how can there be rules to war?" Stephanie demanded.

"Rules" Guarnere snapped "Number 1, you are not to stray more than 10 feet from me or Joe when in action"

"Corporal Toye" Stephanie whispered under her breath to Marian at her blank look.

"Number 2" Bill continued "Under no circumstances do you breath a word about who you are to the guys we'll just tell um your doing some sort of research for the limeys, and most importantly Number 3, you do not get attached romantically to any of the lads. We do not need that kind of problem. Got it?"

Marian nodded while Stephanie snapped sarcastically to attention "yes Sergeant Guarnere sir"

Guarnere just glared at her before pointing at a truck "over there. Get going" the girls went to get kitted out and Guarnere watched in despair as Marian barely managed to pick up the rifle never mind balance it, or point it. Her sister on the other hand picked up the rifle, angling it in her shoulder and quickly loaded and locked it. However either way you looked at it, either sister you looked at, this was going to be hell. How in gods name he was going to keep the two alive he had no idea. Pray he supposed, pray god dammed hard.