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Chapter2

>Rowans thoughts>

Thank god no one else discovered me. It would have been a major disaster if someone did. Things now were different between me and Peter now. He sees me now as a woman and flirts with me everyday. I mean I don't mind cause I flirt right back but I don't want to get a husband. Besides it would be very weird if I married my best friend.

Peter made sure to not flirt with me around Gabriel or the others cause they would kinda get the wrong idea, that Peter was gay and he wasn't. It was so much difficult now. I don't how much more I can take..


-Elizabethtown-

"Peter! Get you fat ass up with Gabriel and Noah!" Captain Greg Davies jerked the reins of his horse back as he shouted. He was our commanding officer. The red headed Peter came bursting through the crowd and took his position in between me and Gabriel. I shot a grin in his direction. He glared back and I jerked foreword cocking the hammer of my musket back.

"He sounds really mad." Gabriel said doing the same thing. Peter rolled his eyes and followed suit.

"Yea, I accidentally left one of the fires burning and it caught his tent a flame." Peter said like it was no big deal. I chuckled under my breathe.

"The captains holding a grudge, and he told me he has never hold a grudge in his whole entire life. What a liar." I said shaking my head as we aimed our guns at the advancing red coats. I smirked. You would think that the men in the very front row would be nervous marching into battle. Guess again! Not me Peter, nor Gabriel. I had nothing to lose, Peter I don't know about him, but I knew that Gabriel had a lot of loving brothers and sisters at home. What could make him so fearless? I would never know.

"You guys ready?" Gabriel asked taking aim. I nodded and pulled my coat collar higher up my neck.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I said. Peter nodded. "ok then, lets get this started."

Gabriel took the first shot as the captain yelled fire. I followed suit as did Peter.


-Hour later-

This was bad! The men were cold, hungry, and tired. The British was gaining the field and we were losing men fast. Either we would get creamed here or retreat. I was standing there not shifting at all shooting every red coat I saw in my line of fire. Loading, firing, reloading. It was just a never ending cycle.

"This isn't looking to good!" I shouted at Gabriel over the gun fire, the fog of my breathe blocking my sight o him for a split second.

"I know! We need to do something other then sit here like fish in a barrel!" He shouted back. I had to agree with him. This battle was going nowhere for us. I shot down another red coat as did Gabriel and we began reloading. Peter was just taking aim and I was looking at him as I ripped my gunpowder packet open when everything that happened went in slow motion.

I don't know what it was, instinct? But I looked over to the enemy line and saw it. The red coat taking aim at Peter. In horror I dropped my weapon and jerked to Peter.

"PETER! GET DOWN!" I dove for him, my arms going around his waist knocking him to the ground at Gabriel's feet which startled him, and he backed up into the man beside him shattering the front line.

The bullet whizzed over us, past Gabriel and hit the man that was standing behind Peter in the chest. I gulped and picked myself up from Peter and looked around. Gabriel was looking down at me and I was looking up. Peter was laying shocked on the ground. I had saved his life.

"Come on!" I heard Gabriel shout and felt him grab both me and Peter. "Fall back! There's nothing else we can do here!"

I leapt off the ground grabbing my musket and Peters arm. We fell in line behind Gabriel as all the American troops retreated.

We all ran for our lives until we reached a save spot. All that had survived pitched tents up and built fires to keep out the cold.

I had gotten my extra think wool coat and was huddled on a tree stump in front of a fire trying very hard to get warm. But it wasn't working to well. I was just so darn cold and it all ready started snowing.

Peter sat beside me and looked down at the ground. I just sat there trying to defrost the cup of water I had. I wanted some coffee or something strong and hot.

"I uh, should be thanking you for about earlier." He whispered. I smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"The least I could do for a friend" I said. He smiled at me and adjusted himself on the stump.

"well I guess we are here in the damn winter, being pathetic losers we are" He said throwing a stick in the fire making it stronger. I shrugged.

"Aren't we always the losers?" I said with a laugh. Peter laughed. "Yea I guess so."

"I could use some hot tea or coffee." I whispered.

"Yea, me too. Could be very useful right now."

"Yea."

I yawned. "I'm going to bed. Good night Peter."

"Good night Rowan."

I blinked and looked at him. He had his eyes closed then they jolted open.

"Oh sorry I mean Noah."

I groaned. "Peter! You cant do that all the time! I could get caught….."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry! It wont happen again."

I nodded. "Good, alright night then" I went off to my tent and climbed in.

Then my mind drifted to Gabriel. Where was he? He wasn't with us when we sat there. I was worried about him sometimes. You never knew where he might be listening to mine and Peters conversations. Deep down inside I didn't want him to know I was a woman. But another half of me did want him to know. I don't know why but I did. It was so weird this feeling. I didn't understand it at all.


-yawn- I'm off to bed! Ok review flame I don't care!

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