Cindy woke up the next morning expecting to see those comforting blue eyes. Sadly, when she opened hers, those hypnotizing blue eyes weren't there to say, "Good Morning, my love." She sat up and carefully looked at a framed wedding picture of the two of them. They were two souls…two sweet innocent souls, but destiny broke them apart. It was destiny.

"It really is a cold cruel world out there…" Cindy thought. "The only thing that's keeping me from Jimmy is this damn war. I don't know how I'll ever live without him, but I've got to try…for his sake."

She went to the bathroom and looked at the sorry sad reflection staring right back at her. Suddenly, she saw something in the mirror…it was like a vision from a long time ago. Every morning, Jimmy would caress her soft hair and whisper sweet words into her cute little ears.

"I love you…" he would whisper. "I'll love you until the day I die….till time stops…the world ends…we'll never be apart…I promise."

But nothing lasts forever and promises are surely meant to be broken.

"All of his promises were lies….all lies!" Cindy sobbed. "All lies…wait, I shouldn't be saying all this… After all, he is my husband, and I have to always be by his side…no matter what!"

She washed her face and curiously thought about what Jimmy was going through right about now.

"Okay….line up, ladies!" the sergeant commanded.

"Why do they call us ladies?" John asked.

"I've got no idea…" Jimmy whispered.

"Let's go you pansies!" shouted Nick.

"Argh, don't call us pansies! You know we're more of a man than you?" Jimmy yelled.

"Can it, Private Neutron." Sergeant Belmont spat.

"Yes, sir!"

"Okay, ladies, we're going to be handing out dog tags… In case any of you die, we'll be able to identify you." sergeant announced.

"Oh, yeah, that's encouraging…." Jimmy whispered to John.

John smirked a bit, " You said it alright."

Soon the two of them were handed their tags. Jimmy snagged a quick look at John's tag.

"Huh? Wait a second…John's younger than me? Well, those were some pretty wise words that I heard yesterday coming from a kid his age…" Jimmy thought.

Just then the sergeant was coming towards the three men.

"Dean, I hear that you are good on the field." the sergeant noted.

"That's right, sir."

"Dean, get out there!"

"Right away, sir!"

And with that Nick ran off in a flash. Next the sergeant turned towards Jimmy and John.

"Well, ladies, I hear that you two are good in the first aid and rescue section of our sector."

"That's right sir!" the two of them replied in unison.

"Hm….you two don't look that beefed up like Dean…. The two of you will be working the tanks for today; as for the rest of the days…we'll see what comes up."

"Yes, sir!" the two of them said as they made a mad dash towards the tank room.

"This really isn't what I had expected." John said.

"What do you mean by that?" Jimmy asked.

"I mean, I expected to be already holding a gun in my hand ready to shoot somebody dead."

"Little John, this ain't a video game…it's real… real guns, real people, real death."

"But aren't we both ready to take this on and finish of this darn war?" asked John with a puzzled look on his face.

"You bet we'll finish this war….Neutron style."

"I really can't believe that he's gone, Libbs."

"Oh honestly, Cindy, chill out girl! You know Jimmy hates it when you worry your head off." Libby tried to calm Cindy down as she was happily sipping her Jamba Juice.

The two of them decided to go out for the day just to calm Cindy's nerves…so far nothing has been working.

The two of them were silent for a moment, when Cindy smiled at Libby.

"You know what?" Cindy asked.

"Hm?"

"I really want to thank you for all that you've done for me…you've always been my best friend and you always will be. Even throughout those hard times…you've still kept me going."

"Cindy…what are friends for? Huh? You've always picked me up when I'm down."

Cindy blushed. She clearly remembered those moments. Little flashbacks of her past came back to her; Cindy has lived an awesome life so far. She never could forget about those little adventures that she and her friends all had.

"Cindy, you shouldn't worry…" Libby started. "Things will just keep getting better and better for all of us. Pretty soon Jimmy will be home soon and we'll throw a huge party for the two of you…and maybe we might give you guys some alone time together…I mean, that is, if we don't stop bugging you two of course…"

"Libby!"

"Aw, sorry girl, I couldn't help but put that in the moment."

"Why now?"

Libby laughed.

Jimmy, Nick, and John were all lying in the infirmary. Apparently the tank that Jimmy and John drove was bombed during their rescue mission and Nick had a severe abrasion on his arm.

"Well, isn't this quaint." Jimmy laughed. "All three of us sitting in bed."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….." John sighed.

Jimmy was laughing quite heartily.

"Put a sock in it Neutron! Darn it, you haven't changed." Nick crankily yelled.

"Aw, poor baby!" Jimmy said with baby talk. "Does he need me to change da diapeeeee?"

"Shut up!"

"Hey, John?" Jimmy asked. "How you doin?"

"Well, I'm pretty fine…I just feel really hot right now…."

"Hey, me too." Jimmy agreed. "Oh, and I've got this nasty cut on my cheek. It's gonna leave a mark…hey, it's a souvenir!"

"Wow, Lucky Ace, you're so optimistic even when life gets tough." John said with admiration.

"Gee, thanks, but you know what…you're the one with guts…"

"Uh, how's that….?"

"Well, John, you were the last one to get out of the tanker."

"True, but dat don't make me no hero…"

"You may think that…but I sure don't."

"Jimmy, thanks."

"No problem….say we learned a bunch of new stuff today didn't we?"

"Yeah….like don't eat beans before going into a tanker!"

"Dude, that was nasty!"

"Tell me about it."

"Hey, but we got out all right." Jimmy sighed happily.

"We sure did."

"And we're still alive."

"We totally gave this our all."

"Yup, we're not giving up yet!"

"Write a novel, Neutron, just be quiet!" Nick shouted.

"Oooohhhh, touchy, touchy." Jimmy teased.

"……………………." Nick gave Jimmy an agitated look.

Jimmy laughed, but deep down inside the two of them knew that they were pretty great friends. Before Jimmy went to bed, he took out his lucky ace of spades card and a pen. On it, he wrote a few more words down. He placed them back into his pocket and drifted off into some well-deserved rest.