Sorry all for the slow updates I have had a lot of course work from college and unfortunately that comes first haha anyways, I hope you all enjoy this next segment.

The sound of gun fire could be heard. Bang bang bang. She was back in Afghan and on the patrol. Her eyes scanned the wagon in front of her looking for her target. This all seemed too familiar. This all felt wrong. A scene repeated maybe? She just shook her head trying to ignore the shouting going on behind her and focus on the people in the wagon. She spotted her target and things seemed to speed up. Him getting out the wagon spraying bullets everywhere then her jumping in front of James to protect him, her body hitting the ground hard.

The pain was unbearable, so much so that she couldn't think straight, her vision clouded with shock and unshed tears. Captain James went into her view then, his face showing how worried he was, though she realised she had a ringing notice in her ears and when he spoke all she could see was his mouth moving. She told him to get some items from her med pack. Well it seemed that she did as even though she didn't hear it herself he had moved and proceeded to bandage her up as best as he could. Sound had began to come back to her then but her body was screaming at her to shut everything off it was just to painful. As she heard James telling her to stay awake it began to fade until suddenly there was a louder notice that just didn't suite the scene.

"Molly... come on Mols wake up... Molly it's just a dream, everything is fine, we're home." Meanwhile Captain James was really on the double bed next to her softly shaking her. She had woken him up with her shouting and he had been trying his best to wake her. After what seemed like of a life time, hearing the women he loved's yelps and cries she finally woke up with a jolt. The bed beneath her was soaked with sweat, some of her hair sticking to her forehead. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." she muttered her bottom lip quivering trying to hold the tears back that were about to spill over. "You have nothing to apologise for, nothing at all" He spoke softly as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest. That was when she began to cry, in the safety of his arms. Charles bent his head down to kiss her on the top of her head and to whisper sweet nothings into her ear. 'I love you.' 'You're safe now.' 'I'm here for you.' The captain knew there would be many a night that he would have to do this for his medic. It had been her first tour and it hadn't been that good of one ether. Too much bloodshed and drama. Of course he hated seeing her like this, his cocky, witty Dawesy a bundle of tears and shakes, but of course he would help her through this, he was in it for the long run.

Happier chapters are in store do not worry yourselves!

~Jadiekit