A/N: I have no idea where this came from, but I liked it..

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Saving Private Ryan! I only own Kasimira, Priya, Aleksandra, and Jessie!

D-Day plus Two

Private Kasimira Bellamy sat with Private Aleksandra James and Private Priya Shane a little ways from the guys.

"Captain Miller said we should be getting some mail today," the brunette said to her friends.

Aleksandra looked up as a young Private started walking their way from Lt. Colonel Anderson's station.

"Looks like mail's coming our way," the raven haired woman said as she watched the young man.

The young man stopped walking in front of them, grabbing three different envelopes from the top of the stack in his hands.

"Private Kasimira Bellamy, Charlie Company 2nd Rangers," He said, reading off the writing on the front.

"That would be me," The blonde woman said, taking the envelope from him.

He looked back to the next envelope, "Private Priya Shane, Charlie Company 2nd Rangers."

"Me this time," The brunette said, taking her envelope from him.

"Finally, Private Aleksandra James, Charlie Company 2nd Rangers," He said, handing the third envelope to Aleksandra.

"Thanks," each told him before he walked off.

Priya held her letter in one hand while she grabbed a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and took one out, "Want one?"

"Yeah, I'll take one," the Italian-American woman said, taking one from the pack.

"Me too," the French/German woman told her friend, taking one as well.

Priya held the cigarette between her lips as she pulled out a lighter, lighting the cigarette. She then handed the lighter to her friends before opening her letter.

She read over the letter, taking her lighter from Kasimira without taking her eyes from the paper.

"Momma and Poppa said they heard from their friends from Memphis," Priya said to her friends, taking a drag from her cigarette. "They said that their son Daniel is in our Company."

"Do you know their last name?" Kasimira asked, looking to her friend.

"No, but I do know their first names," The blue-eyed brunette answered. "Nancy and Joseph."

"Nancy and Joseph?" Aleksandra asked, looking up from her own letter.

Priya nodded, glancing at Daniel Jackson. She noticed he was listening to their conversation, but trying to do so without getting caught.

The brunette sighed before calling out to Jackson, "Hey, Jackson! Get up here if you want to know what we're talking about instead of eavesdropping!"

Kasimira and Aleksandra looked up to the young blonde southern boy as he stood up, saying something to his friends before walking up to them and kneeling in front of Priya.

"Hey, Shane, did you ever shoot a boy about your age with a rifle in the left leg while hunting in Memphis on accident?" Jackson asked curiously.

"Yeah, I did," She replied, wondering where this was going. "Why?"

"I knew I knew you from somewhere," Jackson replied, laughing.

"What do ya mean?" the brunette asked, utterly confused.

"I'm the one you shot in the leg," He told her, laughing. "You and me were out hunting and you thought I was a deer. It was the week before you and your family moved. Your family and mine were going to have dinner together and you volunteered the two of us to hunt the food."

"I remember that," Priya told him, laughing. "I was apologizing constantly."

"I know you were," the blonde southern boy replied, a smile on his face. "I was almost tempted to put a gag on ya."

"And I was with you and your family the day we left," Priya said, her smile dropping a little.

"Do ya still have the cross I gave ya?" he asked, looking up at her.

Priya nodded, pulling her dog tags with the cross attached to the chain, "I never went anywhere without it. And still don't."

Jackson nodded, "I still have the one you gave me," He told her, pulling out the cross on the chain with his dog tags.

Priya grinned and launched herself at Jackson, throwing her arms around his neck. The two of them landed on the ground, the brunette almost crying.

"I'm never letting you leave again, Priya," Jackson said to her, smiling as he placed his hand on the back of her head.

"And I'm not going to let anything happen to you, Daniel," Priya said, burying her face in his neck.

"Then it's agreed, Angel," he whispered into her ear, using the nickname she hadn't heard in years. "We'll watch each other's backs."

"It's agreed," She said, smiling as she pulled back slightly to look into his sky blue eyes.

Jackson grinned and moved to pin her to the ground.

"Oh no you don't," Priya said, grinning as she did the same to him.

That went on back and forth, playful growling too, until Captain Miller looked up to his men-and women-to see the play fight. Captain John Miller marched up to the pair, Aleksandra and Kasimira trying to control their laughter, and pulled them apart.

"Jackson, Shane, what the hell do you think you are doing fighting?" He asked harshly as the two soldiers stood up. "We don't need this senseless fighting going on. We're in a goddamn war!"

"Captain, Sir, we weren't fighting," Priya said as she looked to the captain.

"We were wrestling around like we always did," Jackson added in, looking to the captain as well.

"You two know each other?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "How?"

"Well, Sir, we grew up together," the brunette explained.

"Our families were really good friends," Jackson added. "Me and Angel were together almost every day until her family moved."

"Angel?" Miller asked, utterly confused. "You two a couple?"

"No," Priya said, blushing and looking the opposite direction that Jackson was standing.

"Angel is her nickname," Jackson explained. "She has always been an angel."

Miller nodded, not quite believing it, "So why were you two wrestling around?"

"Last time we saw each other was when we were nine," Jackson answered.

"I see," Miller said, shaking his head before he turned to walk off.

Private Richard Reiben, Private Adrian Caparzo, Private Stanley Mellish, and T-4 Medic Irwin Wade all stood up and made their way over to them. Confused looks on their faces.

"What's going on here?" Caparzo asked, confused.

Jackson and Priya looked to each other, grinning, before they laughed at them. Not answering their question before they walked off to get a bite to eat. And to talk about stuff that had happened in the ten years since they last spoke.