Ok, finally chapter 9, I hope you all like it. Thanks for all your reviews, especially from cookie044, I love hearing from you.
Ok, sorry, I'm pretty sure I said I'd put this story up last night, but I got sick, really sick. So I stayed home from school today and thought I'd do the story. So here you go.
I had been away from home for a week now, but I really didn't seem to care, except for the fact that I missed my brother. Every night Rick and I snuck off the camp grounds to be alone and we would return in the morning before everyone else woke up.
The only problem came was on the third night when we tried to leave we got caught by George, luckily Rick just told him we were going to talk, guy talk. And all George said was 'don't get loss.' Because Jake and Rick were the only ones with someone back home, except George, everyone left us alone at night to talk; little did anyone know that talk was the furthest thing from our minds.
What got me really excited was the fact that after this week was over; Rick and I would be on our way home and forget this ever happened. For the past week all the troop did was walk through the desert and we saw nothing, but sand, sand and sand, yawn.
Over the week Jake had become a pretty well known and very popular with the soldiers, which was good because it made me fit in more and lesson suspicions of Jake O'Neil really being Mrs. Evelyn O'Connell, wife to the commander's best friend.
Not too long ago the troop made camp, like a week ago, this one was too near an oasis, and because we were getting closer to the enemies we stood a good distance from it. This would come in handy tonight.
A few of the guys were getting ready to bathe, but before they left they started to grab me and pull me in the direction of the oasis. I could feel my fear coming up, never had I been so scared, my secret was about to be reveled. I looked around for Rick, hoping he could help me out, but I didn't see him anywhere until,
"Hey, Jake come give me a hand." Rick yelled, though I couldn't see him.
The guys let me go and I headed towards Rick's voice. Thanking god I did not have to show the men my body, that was something reserved only for my husband. I walked up to Rick and turned to see the rest of the legion heading towards the oasis.
"Thanks, Rick" I said once I knew we were all alone.
"For what?" he said a smile on his face.
"For saving me back there." I replied smiling as well I knew he had been watching from a distance otherwise I'd have the legion looking at my body right now.
"It was nothing. I was not about to let half the legion see my wife fully exposed." I punched him lightly in the arm and giggled, thank god for my husband, my life.
After we set up our tent, everyone returned and went around playing cards, but because I was feeling sick, all I did was sit in our tent with Rick, he sat next to me rubbing my stomach, which hurt really bad, luckily no body bothered us.
"Rick? What do you think is wrong with me?" I asked feeling sick again.
"I'm not sure, love, but you might be putting too much pressure on it with those bandages." I nodded.
At the moment they were on the floor next to me. I had Rick's shirt on, it was buttoned at the top, covering my chest, and opened on the bottom exposing my stomach for him to gain easy access to. I silently prayed that too much pressure was the problem; I don't think I can handle anything else. I turned towards Rick and fell asleep in his arms.
"Wake up honey." Rick whispered in my ear waking me up. I opened my eyes expecting to see the sun coming in through the tent, but instead it was dark.
"Yeah?" I asked sleepily.
"Come on, every ones asleep and the water's calling you." He said smiling. I picked me up and carried me towards the water. When we got there he undressed me and put me in the water. I waited until he was undressed and entered the water with me.
He came up to me and kissed me, I started to wrap me legs around his waist when I started to feel sick again.
"Rick, wait." I said and pulled away.
"what? What's wrong?" he asked scared as I swam over to the sand and emptied my stomach, I was soon joined by Rick, who held my hair back. I never felt more horrible in my whole life.
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