Hey Everyone! Thank you so much for the reviews, it means soooo much to me! I hope you guy enjoy this chapter as much as I did writing it. Between constant rewrites on the conversations in this story and how I wanted to pull Steve in either this chapter or the next it took longer than I wanted, luckily my cigarette breaks during my writing time helps. This chapter is important base piece to the rest of the story.


Usually when it comes to making life decisions a person sits and thinks on it. The basic thoughts of, how will this affect me, will I like it, is it worth it? But as I walked in to the sign in for the recruting station that night I didn't have those thoughts flashing through my mind. When I saw the U.S. Army sign ahead of me, directing my clacking heels on the hard floor, I saw two things: Freedom and Adventure. I couldn't help the smile creep up the corners of my lips as I turned around a corner. I saw the desk ahead and I slowed in to more of a slunter as I saw men ahead of me, whether it was force of habit or just wanting to see their faces as I clacked my way to the back of the line. Standing looking straight ahead, I couldn't help but hear the snickers of the men in front of me.

I wasn't bothered by this at all really; I had grown used to means opinions on women. The men in front of me turned to look at me behind them. Glad I wore the heels, I looked in the man's eyes with a dull look on my face and a raising eyebrow. My fingers tapped against my arm in their crossed position as I shifted my weight from one heel to the other. I knew how the weight shift pulled and accented my curves making my dress a little bit tighter against my body. The one cleared his throat and turned back to the other. I was hopeful that was the last dealing with foolish men I'd have tonight, but standing with a line of men I should have known better that to expect such a thing.

As I now stood at the front of the line, with the man in uniform looking at me with like I was dinner, I bent down to fill out information on the sign in sheet. Just as I was about to sign my name he pulled the clip board back to himself. I looked at him with narrowed eyes; this asshole had picked the wrong damn day to pull some shit.

"Is there a problem?" I asked still leaning on the table staring him down. He let out a devilish smirk, maybe at a different time I would have looked at that smile as an invitation, but right now he was in worst time to even think that I would be appealed by this.

"Well I feel it's only my civic duty to save a beautiful dame from joining the military," he smiled. My lips fell in to a visible frown. Oh good Lord.

"Well bless your heart hun, I feel like it's my civic duty as an able-bodied American, whom, I might add is a nurse, to save lives where I can," I said with my accent coming out just a bit, a faked sweet smile. If there was one thing I learned from coming from the south was, "bless you heart" was just southern for, "fuck you."

"Well surly you don't want to work out in the field it's too dangerous, how about I put you down for clerical work? I don't want you to hurt that pretty face before when I'd get to take you out," He said, flashing that grin again. Now I was about to slap the hell of this dumb son of a bitch. I kept the sweet smile on my lips leaning back and crossing my arms. What in the hell was going on here tonight, it was just insult after insult, if this guy thought that he had a chance, it was slim and none now. Was it the way I dressed? Did it really bring the asshole out in everyone?

"Excuse me?" I said cocking my head to the side, "What in the hell gives you the right to tell me what I am or am not, going to do?" I put my hands on my hips, pursing my lips. I drummed fingers on my hip bones waiting for him to answer me. His once smirking face was replaced with shock then changed to slight anger, his widened eyes went back and narrowed, and just from look on his face I knew that something truly stupid was about to come out of his mouth.

"Look toots, this isn't some beauty contest you're entering in here, I know girls like you. Join the army travel a bit and all you're here for is the men. You're looking for some hot-shot hero to swoop you off your ass. Get some attention you want. And right now I'm offering you some one more time, because if this was a beauty contest, you look like a winner to me. And I ain't gonna put you in the field, trust me you won't like it. Do something good for yourself and listen to some advice from someone who's smarter than you," He said this blinking where he said smarter holding his eyes closed for just a moment, and by the end of saying you, my fist had reached over and punched him right in the throat. Lucky for me there were no MPs around. I heard the men behind me start laughing as I snatched the clip board and papers from the man coughing uncontrollably. I scribbled my information tossed the clipboard down at him. I leaned down and smiled with the rage in my eyes, and the angry still boiling in my stomach. He had that coming to him form a mile away.

"Look here, toots, I honestly don't give a damn if you think my face is pretty or not, and if you're lucky it's the last time you'll see it. I'm signing up for the God damn U.S. Army as a nurse and I hope I get stationed in midst of everything awful, because I know I'll be doing something worthwhile. And fuck yeah I'm going to enjoy the travel and adventure, and if I find some hot guy, GO ME! But none of that has anything to do with your insignificant ass and the role you have played in my life. And just to spite you, I hope I get to punch Hitler in the fucking face," I spit the words at him. Straightening my dress and fluffing my hair and speaking much softer I spoke again, "now Sgt. Dick-wad I'm going to take your advice, maybe go find someone a little smarter than me and talk to them because you're most obviously not that person," And with that, I spun on my heel head held high. I walked so that I could reiterate to everyone watching, just because someone looks beautiful, innocent, and breakable doesn't mean they are.


A I sat on the examination table waiting for the doctor to come in. While waiting I slipped of my heels letting them fall to the floor and wiggle my toes in my stockings. I rolled my head from side to side, and stretched my arms as I pondered over what the man at the sign in had said to me. Come here looking for travel and men, I scoffed at what he had said. Yeah, I'll admit that I was close to being that girl, but it isn't what I wanted. I wanted to do good for people around me and get out of this rut. Wasn't that what I was doing? Ugh, I was getting a head ache and the last thing I needed was to over analyze what someone said when speaking from their ass. I heard the curtain open and from the corner of my eye saw someone side step in the room, turning my head expecting to see a doctor I was surprised to find myself looking at a very serious MP.

"Shit," I said under my breath. The whole relaxation process I had begun while waiting for the doctor was thrown to hell, in fact the opposite effect was kicking in. I clenched my jaw and sighed threw my nose. I was waiting for him to say something, but words never came. I turned my head back to him, "May I ask what is going on, and why you are here?"

He looked at me for a moment, "Were waiting for Dr. Erskine to come in, I was instructed to make sure you didn't leave until after he spoke with you," he said still holding that stupid blank expression on his face. I couldn't be return it and blink at him. What in the hell? Why was an MP holding me here, for a doctor? A moment later a man walked in holding papers that I could only guess to be the information packet I filled out in the waiting room. He didn't look up from his papers when he came around and stood in front of me.

"you may leave now soldier," he said to the MP who turned and walked pack out the same way he came in. "Ms. Sophia Hart is it?" He asked finally looking up to my quizzical gaze. I just nodded and spoke a soft yes. His accent made me question him a bit but I thought nothing more of it.

"so vhat drives a lovely young woman to join zah military in zah height of a great var?" He asked with a light smile on his lips.

Figuring he saw my outburst in the other room, I just went along with his questions. "I want to do good, save lives," I said not very heavy tone. I figured if I just went through the motions I could get what I came here for and leave, or at the least not get arrested for punching that guy in the throat.

"Zhat iz a very unspirited answer from a very spirited voman. Now Ms. Hart, if you vould be zo kind as to inlighten me, itz not every day zat I see a young voman take on a man considerably larger zhan her for her right to do good for zhose whom need it. To join a var." He said this closing the file and crossing his arms. I sighed and looked down at my fiddling fingers. He saw what I did, " and might I add, zhat you said about punching Hitler,yah I sink zhat zhere is more to zah story" he finished leaning against the sink. And he heard every word at that.

I let out a heavy sigh and looked up to him, "Okay it was a quick choice to join the military, but you know I think it'll be good for me." I paused collecting my words, "I after I lost the people closest to me, my life went to a place where I'm no longer the same person I used to be, and I'm stuck. So I figured, if I have the ability to save someone's life, in a place where the need all the help they can get, why not. I'm just a bit broken. I don't have much to lose and I have so much that I can gain. So, why not? I've always been the type of when I have my mind-set on something to see it through, and who knows this could be the adventure of a life time right?" I finished. I put my fingers to my lips and my eyes widened. That was more than I've admitted to anyone in a long time. I looked away from his gaze, waiting for the response similar to the man in the front room.

"Do you vant to kill Nazi's?" He asked me. I wasn't expecting that as a response.

"No, I don't want to hurt people. I'm a nurse and I've seen people killed over foolish things, for being who they are, or what they believe. All I want to do is help do what's right, and why shouldn't I?" I answered. I looked a back down to my hands that were now playing with my dress. I had a habit of messing with my fingers when I was nervous. I had no idea what this was about or where it was going to lead me, so all I could do was be honest.

"Ms. Hart zhere are a lot of men in zhis var who all zhey care about is winning and glory, you know zhat. But vhat you show me is determination to do right. Not by your boss or friends or anyone else, but vhat is vhole heartedly good, I can see zhat. And you don't let anyvone stand in your vay of doing zhat. Now I'm not saying you may have not made bad choices and bad zhings haven't happened to you, But zhat is not what defines who you are." He said to me. I looked at him in shock and wonder, I took a sharp breath in through my already parted lips. This man had known me from the little I've told him in the past few minutes and I was certain he was crazy.

"how can you come to that conclusion only after knowing so little about me," I asked in wonder. His smile widened.

"Well Sophia, if it wasn't true, why would you be right here now?" he asked and I stopped. It was true, my determinations pushed my through to this point. Whether it was that or stupidity, I may not know yet.

"And now as far as I see it, you have become a member of the United States Military my dear, Congratulations," He said walking and motioning for me to come follow. Quickly and awkwardly I slipped in to my shoes and stumbled a step as he led me outside. Stamping my paper and handing it back over to me with a large smile; I couldn't help but to smile back.

"Thank you, I appreciate it," I said unsure of how else to continue.

"You can thank me by showing others how I'm right when you get to training. You're going to be a part of something bigger that what you imagined," He said. He turned to the woman behind the desk and asked for something, and turned back with a stack of papers, "these are your papers on when you'll be going to basic, and the details of transport. You'll learn more at the briefing in two days. All you need to know is in here, any questions you have ask them at the briefing," I just nodded in bewilderment of what he meant, "I'll see you in a few days Sophia,"

He patted me on the shoulder and walked away. I wasn't too sure what happened, or how, or even why, but all I knew was that I've things like this happened just from me punching people who needed it, then I needed to act on my emotions more. I couldn't help but giggle and spin around before walking out. And as I did I was sure to wave my papers and blow a kiss to the asshole behind the desk.


Ali: I'm really happy it went that way, I want her to be realistic. I often get upset when characters fall out of their character within the first few chapters or do something completely out of character. I hope you liked this one just as much!

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