Disclaimer: I do not own Band of Brothers, or anything to do with it. I also mean no disrespect for the real men of Easy Company. I realize that they are heroes, even though they won't say so themselves. Please forgive me.
Plot: SpeirsxOC. There is a member of Easy Company that has deeper secrets than anyone would expect…she's a girl! The only reason that she is allowed to be one of the company members is the fact that her father gave the okay, and he is the United States Senator. How will things go when this petite brunette meets up with Lt. Ronald Speirs of Dog Company?
Dick Winters, Carwood Lipton, Lewis Nixon and Harry Welsh are sitting in a room at Base in Normandy, playing poker. Alcohol is being passed around as the men celebrate their first success, and Welsh attempts to pass the booze to Winters, who scrunches up his face and declines politely. Lipton and Nixon laugh, just as Welsh shrugs and takes another long drink from the dark bottle. Setting the bottle down, he leans over his cards drunkenly.
"Damn right we did it good!" Winters shakes his head at his friend, just as Buck Compton walks into the room.
"Hey, hey, starting the party without me!" He takes a seat by Lipton, and accepts a glass of the dark liquor that the men are drinking. He smiles, then hands Winters the bottle, who shakes his head once more. Nixon calls from across the table, a smile on his face.
"Give it a rest, Buck; Dick doesn't drink. Too pure of something…" All of them laugh, and Winters stands up, followed by a stumbling Nixon. The two of them exit the room, and Winters looks slyly at Nixon.
"Lew, your not even drunk are you?" Nixon laughs, then shrugs.
"Nah; not yet anyways." Winters shakes his head at his friend, just as he watches Ripley walk towards them slowly. Nixon smiles as he calls out to her.
"Haley Ripley! What are you doing out so late? Your too young to be out so late!" He laughs uproariously, even making Winters smile slightly. As Ripley is about to retort, there is the noise of a few gun shots, and Ripley falls to the ground, stunned. Both Nixon and Winters runs over to her, and she looks up at Winters, scared. Scared of dying. Scared of the blood pouring out of the wounds. Winters places a hand on her chest, trying to make the blood stay within her. Ripley looks down with frightened brown eyes, staring at the three wounds in her chest. She lets out a small cry of shock and pain, just as a small tear slides down her face. Nixon is busy helping with the rest of her wounds, so Ripley is confused as hr head is placed in someone's lap. The person's rough hands run down her face, wiping away her tears. She looks up and away from her wounds with effort to have her eyes fall upon those of Ronald Speirs. He gives her a small twitch of his lips, which could almost be perceived as a smile, just as Doc Roe comes to help her. She stares at Speirs for quite a while until her eyes start to droop, until she can feel a small pressure against her hands, the pressure of a large, rough hand on hers. And then everything went black.
Review, please! This chapter is a little short, but how do you like it?
~ xoxo, Ryuu