Hi guys!

Okay so please don't be angry with me for not having posted in a few weeks…okay maybe a month. I'm making it up to you though! I buckled down and wrote some pretty awesome chapters (one being particularly steamy)

Much love for you guys and thank you so much for being patient and baring with me

-Anna

The fight must have lasted much longer than Molly had though for when they went into lieutenant Raine's musky green tent the sky began to darken. The interior of the tent was moderately sized but was large enough to stand in. In the middle of the tent there was a short tree stump that had a map placed on it and a sleeping bag was on the floor in the corner. The lieutenant lite a lantern and put it beside his stump and inhaled the same substance Molly had seen him inhale earlier. She began to feel as though she was being brought to the principal's office and was going to receive a serious scolding.

"I knew you would be trouble. Bring a woman into a group of men and complete chaos within the hour."

Molly sighed and interrupted.

"I would hardly call what you witnessed chaos Lieutenant Raine. It was simply a dispute between two consenting adults."

The American raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Is that what you call kicking the shit out of each back in England? 'Cause I didn't see no dispute I saw two grown ass adults acting like children. I don't want to see no more of that between the two of you, we clear?"

Molly nodded her head and saluted properly.

"We clear Donny?"

The sergeant exhaled and nodded.

"Yes, lieutenant."

The lieutenant turned away from them for a moment and set his satchel down beside his sleeping bag. Molly turned to leave until the lieutenant stopped her.

"Where you off to Heathcliff? I'm not through with you yet."

She told herself to calm down, turned around and plastered a fake smile on her face to make her seem as though she really cared for what the lieutenant was going to say. I've already been scolded, she thought. What, does he want me to write lines as well?

"What more Aldo?"

"No more fighting from you. I mean it. Save that for the Nazis."

He turned to his right hand man and exhaled. Aldo looked as if he were a father staring down on a troubled child.

"You ought to know better than to get into a fight with a woman Donny. What if you'd have killed her?"

Is he really going to play this card?, thought Molly. She tilted her head slightly and put her hands on her hips. She would give him a piece of her mind before she was treated differently because of her gender. She'd had enough of that in England.

"More like I'd have killed him lieutenant."

Aldo rolled his eyes slightly and sighed.

"Yes yes, I'm sure you would have given him quite the fight until he took you down."

"Excuse me but were you not present at the-"

Before Molly could finish her sentence, Hugo Stiglitz, Wilhelm Wicki and Archie Hicox had entered the tent in a slight rush. Although her first instinct was to ask for details, Molly began to back away slowly to the exit knowing full well what would happen if he had seen her face bruised and battered.

"Lieutenant Raine, we've word from the crown. There's been a slight change of plans and we need to discuss how we go around it."

Molly stopped and took a few steps forward in order to hear what new Archie had from England. She could only hope that her father hadn't heard of her leave and demanded she be sent home. To avoid being noticed she tried to slip beside Stiglitz but before she could even reach him Archie had heard her. Hicox turned his head and his eyes went from cool to puzzled to wide within three seconds.

"What on earth happened to you?"

Lieutenant Aldo shrugged and crossed his arms.

"Oh she just got into it with Donowitz here. Luckily he didn't hurt her too bad."

You should hope I don't hurt you too bad, she thought.

"Evening Arch, have a nice walk did you?"

"Let me see it."

Molly wiped the side of her face with her index finger and chuckled nervously.

"Oh, this? It's just a little blood, no worries. What's the word from the crown?"

"Let me look at it."

Archie reached for her face and Molly moved his hand away, shaking her head. She would not have him embarrass her like that in front of the Americans. Especially not in front of Aldo.

"It's nothing Arch, what was the word from the crown?"

Hicox grabbed her arm and held her head up at an angle. Molly knew that if she struggled she would only end up with a broken neck. It was times like this that she hated Archie but the hate never really lasted long because he would usually do something to make up for it. That was the part she always loved.

"Let me decide if it's nothing. Hold still."

Archie stared at her wound for a moment or two but only let go of her when Molly hit him in the shoulder. She could see that his nose and his bottom lip were swollen to another level entirely and that he was bothering her because of a few scrapes. She was tired of being coddled.

"Do you see me fussing over your face? Bugger off already and tell us what the next bloody step is."

Archie raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms.

"Why? Do you think I'll let you hear it? This information is not something you are authorized to hear. At least for the moment."

Molly looked puzzled for a moment before and shook her head.

"Have you forgotten that we are the same rank? My authority is just as good as yours."

"Was as good as mine. As of right now your rank is probationary therefore I stand superior."

The spitfire couldn't tell what emotion she was feeling clearly and she could barely believe what her comrade was telling her. She met his gaze finally and could practically feel just how much pleasure he was getting from this. It didn't take her long to become so angry that she felt her eye twitch. Her breathing had gotten heavy and her fists were clenched to her sides. Archie leaned in to her ear and lowered his voice.

"Now I'll forgive this little scrape with Donowitz, even your rudeness, but you must understand that I do not need you here right now."

She held her breathe to keep herself from saying anything that could make the situation worst but she was boiling on the inside and shaking. This was the first time in a long while that Archie was this cold to her. Though she wanted to uppercut him for speaking to her like that, she did nothing but salute and leave the tent.