We Fought for This Land

by cxe128

Finn Hudson is happily married to his high school sweetheart, Quinn, but then he goes away in 1941 to fight for the United States against the Nazis. On his way home to Quinn, he liberates a pretty Jewish girl, Rachel, from the horrors the Nazis left behind and begins to fall for her. Starts Finn/Quinn, later Finn/Rachel, Puck/Quinn, and Puck/Rachel, other glee characters too.

2. Chapter 2: Deployed

We Fought for this Land Chapter 2

Hi guys! Thanks for reading We Fought for this Land! Shoutout to Biib's for following this story! This chapter is relatively short compared to the first chapter, but I promise the next one will be much longer. This chapter is mostly from Finn's POV but also Puck's. I hope you enjoy it!

Fort Benning, Georgia - January 1942

Dear Finn,

How are you? I hope training is going well for you and that they're treating you well there.

I spent a lovely Christmas at home with your mother, stepfather, Kurt, and my parents. Although they were wonderful company, they failed to distract me from the fact that you were gone. I miss you, Finn. It's only been what - four weeks? - but it feels like an eternity already. Hopefully, the Nazis and Japs will capitulate soon so you can come home to me.

The baby is doing well. The bump still isn't noticeable, and I haven't told anyone about him/her yet.

Love,

Your Quinn

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"What does 'capitulate' mean?", Finn asked, confused. He didn't understand how Quinn knew what all of these big words meant.

"I think it means 'to surrender'," Mike Chang, an old friend of Finn and Puck, responded from his bunk bed above Finn's.

Puck noticed the slip of paper in Finn's hands. He must have gotten a letter from Quinn. Puck felt a twinge of jealousy, wishing he had gotten one from Quinn as well. Quinn had written him once - a short, cheery letter two weeks ago - but not like the touching, personal ones she wrote to Finn. She probably spent hours thinking of Finn and none thinking of me, Puck thought bitterly.

"Attention!", a brisk voice sounded, breaking Puck out of his train of jealous thoughts.

Finn put down Quinn's letter and swiftly got to his feet as his commanding officer, Captain Will Schuester, walked in. Finn, Puck, and Mike hastily saluted Schuester. They'd learned to salute their superior officers early in their time at Fort Benning in order to avoid discipline such as cleaning the toilets or helping out in the kitchen. Captain Schuester held up his hand for silence. "Men, I just received word that you will be shipping out tomorrow."

The entire barracks went completely silent. This was it. Playtime was over. Training had been difficult, but Finn knew it would be nothing compared to the deadly Nazis and their allies. It was time to truly test his abilities and to see if he was a real man and a hero, like his father - or not.

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No one in the barracks could sleep that night. They were all apprehensive thinking of the dangers they were to face and worried that they would never see their loved ones again. The night seemed to drag on forever, but the dreaded dawn finally came.

Finn, Puck, Mike, and their friend Matt Rutherford boarded a ship bound for England, where they would go to acclimate to the area and to undergo further training. After their intense training process, they would be deployed to areas occupied by the Nazis and would finally face their foes in battle.

None of the four friends spoke more than a few words to each other, but Finn could tell how his buddies were feeling. He could see past Puck's display of bravado and knew it was just an act in order to look tough in front of the others.

A soldier stood with a clipboard to check each man in. "Name?", he barked to Finn. "Corporal Finn Hudson, sir," Finn replied, saluting the man in response. Corporal. He wondered what his dad would think if he could see him now. "I'll make you proud, Dad," he promised as the vessel set sail across the Atlantic into the unknown.

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My dearest, Quinn,

I wanted to write this letter to you to let you know that my unit, under Captain Will Schuester, is being deployed today. We are sailing across the Atlantic, Quinnie. I always wanted to go to Europe, but not under circumstances like these. I won't be in touch with you for a week or so, until we reach England, where we will train more before heading to enemy territory. How are things at home? Darling, please show Mom and Burt this letter. I hope to be home soon.

Love,

Finn

P.S. Mike is helping me spell and write this, you know I can't spell real good.

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