It had three months since the day they found Belle and Chloe was getting
worried. She'd received just two letters from Brady, both dated more than
a month before. Everytime she closed her eyes, she pictured the soldiers
she was working on were Brady. She was trying to train herself not to
close her eyes.
Belle wasn't doing much better. Chloe heard her crying before bed one night. "I know why they drink, you know Cassie, Jan and Cynthia. I know why they drink. It's easier that way. You don't have to think then. Cassie's brother, the only thing she has, is in the same company as Brady and Shawn, she hasn't heard from him either. Why don't you get a bottle of vodka, Chloe, and get some orange juice. Then maybe we'll get to sleep tonight too."
"It's not going to make you feel better. It might make you forget for a while. But you'll just feel worse tomorrow. It's not worth it."
"You don't understand. I've already lost someone I love so much. It's not fair. I need to forget, just for one night. Sometimes I wish it was like before when I didn't have anyone to worry about."
"You don't really mean that, you know. Life isn't worth it until you have someone to worry about. You don't realize it, but I've had no one. It eats you up worse than this."
"I know. I just want to have everything I want in the world... The real world, not this hell hole. I just want to wake up one morning to the best breakfast I ever had, in a real bed, not a cot, delivered to me by Shawn."
"Oh god, I know. What I wouldn't give for that? There fine, you know. They're just in some battle far from us. They'll be fine. They have to be."
"Oh Chloe, I wish I had your faith," said Belle, before laying down and going to sleep.
"Yeah Belle, me too."
*a few days later*
Chloe was working alongside nurses she didn't know well. Belle had just come off a night shift and went to lay down in their hut when casualties came pouring in. Chloe was working triage and had cleared most of the room when she saw Shawn standing in the corner over a makeshift bed. Chloe felt her heart break as she ran to him.
"He's not doing good Chloe. He'll live, I think, but he's going to lose, well, he's probably going to lose his leg. He's next in line for surgery. The nurse said they would decide for sure in there." She checked his vitals, and busied herself checking his IV.
"Oh god, did you tell Cassie yet. Where's Brady? (thought it was brady, didn'tcha? i couldn't do that)"
"Brady sent me with him. I mean, I got this cut I need to get checked out. I didn't want to leave him out there, but he made me, you know how he is."
"Let me see that cut. Jesus, Shawn, why didn't you have someone look at this before. You may need surgery on this." she signaled one of the doctors to look at him. "And Shawn, when you're done here, make sure you see Belle, she's worried sick.
"Sure thing Chloe, I wouldn't miss it."
**Author's Note** Sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter up. I went to Wyoming for a couple of weeks and then had some mad writers block. Please give me some reviews... I'd love to know if there were more than just one of you reading.
Belle wasn't doing much better. Chloe heard her crying before bed one night. "I know why they drink, you know Cassie, Jan and Cynthia. I know why they drink. It's easier that way. You don't have to think then. Cassie's brother, the only thing she has, is in the same company as Brady and Shawn, she hasn't heard from him either. Why don't you get a bottle of vodka, Chloe, and get some orange juice. Then maybe we'll get to sleep tonight too."
"It's not going to make you feel better. It might make you forget for a while. But you'll just feel worse tomorrow. It's not worth it."
"You don't understand. I've already lost someone I love so much. It's not fair. I need to forget, just for one night. Sometimes I wish it was like before when I didn't have anyone to worry about."
"You don't really mean that, you know. Life isn't worth it until you have someone to worry about. You don't realize it, but I've had no one. It eats you up worse than this."
"I know. I just want to have everything I want in the world... The real world, not this hell hole. I just want to wake up one morning to the best breakfast I ever had, in a real bed, not a cot, delivered to me by Shawn."
"Oh god, I know. What I wouldn't give for that? There fine, you know. They're just in some battle far from us. They'll be fine. They have to be."
"Oh Chloe, I wish I had your faith," said Belle, before laying down and going to sleep.
"Yeah Belle, me too."
*a few days later*
Chloe was working alongside nurses she didn't know well. Belle had just come off a night shift and went to lay down in their hut when casualties came pouring in. Chloe was working triage and had cleared most of the room when she saw Shawn standing in the corner over a makeshift bed. Chloe felt her heart break as she ran to him.
"He's not doing good Chloe. He'll live, I think, but he's going to lose, well, he's probably going to lose his leg. He's next in line for surgery. The nurse said they would decide for sure in there." She checked his vitals, and busied herself checking his IV.
"Oh god, did you tell Cassie yet. Where's Brady? (thought it was brady, didn'tcha? i couldn't do that)"
"Brady sent me with him. I mean, I got this cut I need to get checked out. I didn't want to leave him out there, but he made me, you know how he is."
"Let me see that cut. Jesus, Shawn, why didn't you have someone look at this before. You may need surgery on this." she signaled one of the doctors to look at him. "And Shawn, when you're done here, make sure you see Belle, she's worried sick.
"Sure thing Chloe, I wouldn't miss it."
**Author's Note** Sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter up. I went to Wyoming for a couple of weeks and then had some mad writers block. Please give me some reviews... I'd love to know if there were more than just one of you reading.