"Well, look who decided to show up Floyd!" I looked up from my spot, breathing out the last of my cigarette and exhaling through my mouth as I saw a couple more men walking over to our boys in the square. I was with Doc, the both of us exchanging new medicine and bandages for the next battle that was to come, and the rest of Easy Company was resting up for it. Since the night before with Joe, we both had to place our feelings aside in front of the men, though it would be hard for the both of us since we wanted to spend a lot of time together. I had to make that sacrifice since I was here to fight a war and to help save lives, not to chase after a boy. That came without me knowing about it.

I recognized one of the them as Blithe, though he looked silent the whole time and almost shellshocked. The other three looked okay from where I was, having me grin to know that some of our men were back safe and sound. I watched as Joe pulled out a huge Swastika flag to show off, having me somehow grimace and look back in front of me as I packed some more bandages away. He saw it as a souvenir, at least that's what it seemed like to me from where I was. That symbol already gave me the creeps, but what about him?

"Get a load of this!" Another solider that came with Blithe pulled out a poncho, the rest of the boys easily impressed as Joe looked up and over at me, seeing me smile at him and he winked in return. I shook my head in again, going back to see Doc watching me with careful eyes. Did he know about Joe and I?

"What a souvenir huh?" He asked with his accent getting close to annoyance. I rolled my eyes, handing him a spare powder packet and him packing it tightly.

"Let him be entertained with the rest of them. We medics don't need to stoop to their level." I said in a mocking tone, having me see him chuckle and then nod his own head in agreement. After I finished packing, I leaned back against the wall that was behind me, crossing my arms and watching Blithe as he was talking quietly to a couple of the men whom were all sitting by a monument.

"You think he's okay?" I asked Doc without my eye leaving Blithe, "He seems…quiet."

"Still in shock probably," Doc explained from behind me, walking over to lean against the wall next to me, "I almost went into one after the jump, since I almost landed on a fence. It happens to the best of us, Marley." I nodded, showing that I understood before I heard the call of 1st Platoon. Doc and I walked over to the main square, behind the rest of the men as we watched Welsh talk to the men ahead of us.

"It'll be dark soon I want light and noise discipline from here on. No talking, no smoking, and no playing grab fanny with the man in front of you, Luz." Welsh explained, having me look over at Doc and see him rub his face as Welsh continued.

"We're heading to Carentan." I zoned off for a bit after he said that name of the town we were heading. Some of the men groaned whereas others looked a bit surprised at the news since we were going to take the town for the soldiers who were still on the beach to be safe.

"Remember boys: Give me three days and thee nights of hard fightin'! And you will be relieved!" Luz impersonated the Captain Taylor, having the rest of us laugh with him as Welsh got us to ready to move out. Doc checked my satchel once more as I did his. We decided to check each others as a tradition before moving to a new location, it was more routine for us.

"You ready, Gimgerbre?" He asked me aloud, having me nod my head at him.

"As ready as I'll ever be, le petit ami." I said back to him, seeing him smirk as we walked behind our men with our hands on our satchels. I had no idea what we were getting ourselves into next, but it was better than being sitting ducks once more. I could hear Luz say one more line in his impersonation that was met with another round of laughter in the end.

"Flies spread disease! So keep yours closed!"


"Medic!" I heard the fateful scream and I started bolting towards the battle, the satchel that is over my shoulder hitting against my hip over and over as I dodged the bullets that were flying towards me. We were in Carentan now with a new mission: to take over and stop the Germans who were already in it. So far we were doing okay, though Doc and I were on the sides waiting for anything to happen. It was mostly waiting on pins and needles, not knowing how this was going to go since the Germans were hiding in the buildings and were hiding in there. I could hear the bullets rushing past me though I was getting faster and faster when it came to running. I was lucky, having no rifle to carry nor any other equipment. But that was also a curse, I could be dead within seconds and not be able to defend myself.

I ran alongside one building, too close to the main battle that was happening and feeling the shards of glass above me fall and hit my back and neck as I ran, cutting me slightly on my neck as I dodged another building that was on the brink of collapsing. I could hear the faint cries of the soldier that fell, and I saw him on the ground near a door to a abandoned shop. Tipper was with the man, holding his head up. Luz was there as well, his radio on his back and he was talking into it before pulling the rifle out and shooting at a German who was about to aim at me.

"Get him in the shop now!" I screamed, having Tipper ad Luz drag the wounded solider carefully into the shop and close the doors behind me. I fell to my knees an grabbed my satchel, getting to work on the peppered arm that was bleeding out. The man was groaning as I took a deep breath.

"You guys protect us in here, take out any Germans coming for us, understand?" I asked them both as I got the arm out of the jacket and the powder ready with shaky hands.

"We got you, Red." Luz said over this fire as he and Tipper went to the window and shot some more. I was focused on the man on the floor, spreading the powder on with my fingers and hearing him hiss in pain.

"Breathe in and out soldier, and you'll be fine." I reminded him, seeing him take breaths that were shaky and loose. I got the blood to end with the bandages that I wrapped around him, pulling it tight and hearing him groan in pain as I tied it up for him. It was a grade A tie for me in my book, having me sit him up and get his jacket back on along with his rifle in hand.

"You think you can still shoot?" I asked him over the rifle shooting of Tipper and Luz. The man nodded his head, blinking a few times before grabbing the rifle with his good hand.

"You stay in here then, understand me? You don't leave this shop until this whole square is cleared and you get the green light from Winters." I commanded him, seeing him nod his head once more and cock the rifle at the ready. We both got up, having me run over to Tipper and Luz and clasp them on the back.

"Come one!" Luz said to me, the three of us hopping out of the broken window and running down the street. Luz was in front, me in the middle, and Tipper on the end, curving along the buildings and stopping at one. All three of us were against the wall, Luz smashing the window and Tipper unclipping and throwing a grenade. All three of us sucked, the explosion going off and dirt flying over our heads with glass and concrete slabs. The two of them ran in, having me go in with my pistol in case they needed it. No such luck, since the Germans inside were already dead. We ran to another building, having me wait for another rally of smashing windows and grenades to go through. But Lux hesitated, though I could hear Tipper whisper to him to do it. Lux went the other route though, aiming at the door.

"Luz, don't!" I yelled, grabbing his arm, but he opened the door and aimed his rifle. Tipper did the same, having me look in horror at a family on the floor of the room, huddled together in fear of the two guns in front of them. There are children there, looking so scared and I pushed my way through. If Luz smashed the window, and Tipper threw the grenade, this family would be dead. I immediately pushed my way in front of the two boys, having me face be seen by the family. I even took my helmet off to show that I was a woman, hoping that would make the situation easier.

"Ne paniquez pas! Nous sommes là pour vows aider." I explained to them, having all of their eyes go to me since they understood what I told them. Luz and Tipper lowered their weapons and looked at me in amazement and I smiled at the French family.

"Y a-t-il use porte arrière pour voter mason?" I asked them, having the father point with a shaky hand to their left, our right, into the dark hallway that did have a backdoor. I smiled as I pointed at well.

"Tipper, check the back door." I commanded Tipper in my English, seeing him run over to the door and I showed the family both of my hands and I looked over at Luz. He nodded his head at me, looking back outside and shooting a couple more time.

"It's clear, only the open field." Tipper explained as he ran back.

"Okay, I'm going to get them out of here before the buildings falls on them," I explained to both Luz and Tipper, "Keep us clear as we leave from the back." I grabbed my helmet and threw it on again, making sure that I was okay before I moved.

"Whatever you need." Tipper replied, cocking his rifle once more as I focused back on the family and smiled at them all.

"Viens avec moi à la sécurité . Je peux vous obtenir de la nourriture et des médicaments." I explained, having me seen them be hesitant at first, looking to the father for an answer. He nodded his head at me, the four of them getting up and following me to the back door.

"Don't get shot, Red. Or I won't hear the end of it from either Doc or Joe." Luz called to me over his shoulder as I got the door open, looking out for a moment. All I could see were the rolling fields that lead to the farm land, Since we were in the east side of town, that meant our base with our troops were on the right side along the hedges and on the main dirt road. This could get me killed, and I had no choice but to try and get the family out of there. I looked behind me at the family, all who were waiting for me as I motioned for them to follow. We all broke into a run.

As we ran, I realized what I was doing. I was going beyond my call as a medic, I was acting like a real soldier then on out for these poor citizens. They were caught in out war, and I had no choice but to save them with all that I had. I could hear the bombs going off behind me in the town, having me wonder if the boys were okay and if they were going to make it out alive. But right now I had to find this family a safe place, having me run faster and faster than I did before. They were keeping up with me, speaking to each other in French as we were getting close to the hedges.

"It's La Noux!" I saw some of the other men looking over at me from beyond the bushes as I skidded to a halt in front of them. Doc was there, apparently he never left the side since I bolted into town for the first call. The family was still behind me as I pointed to the family and looked at Doc, trying to catch my breath. He looked petrified to see me with this family, not to mention I was scabbed up from my own damage to my face.

"They were in the buildings and I and to get them out. Check them and make sure they're okay?" I asked him, seeing him look from me to the family, all who were watching us, wondering what was going on. He nodded his head and I smiled, looking back at the family. I pointed to Doc, seeing them watch him carefully.

"Il est docteur comme moi . Il prendra soin de vous et assurez-vous que vous êtes en sécurité." I explained to them, seeing them quickly go over to them and talk to him in French to see what was going on. I sighed in relief, giving myself satisfaction that I saved their lives and got them away from the battle that as happening. One more explosion caught me my surprise, having me feel the ground beneath all of us shake and the rest of the soldiers looking over to see where ti came from: the heart of the city. I was torn, stay here and make sure they family was safe, or go out and help anyone else that needed it since they explosion might of damaged a limb or two. I looked back at Doc, silently asking for his permission to make sure it was okay.

"Don't die on me." He only replied, having me smile at him and start running back out into the town. I had to run fast, someone could be dying on the streets and they needed me. Doc was fine with the family for now, he would join me soon enough. But I was the only one that was there for them, and I had to make it count.

I got into one of the openings of the town, having me skid to a halt when I saw it was Winters walking over in my direction with a map in his hand. I was about to yell out to him and make sure all was well with the men, when I heard something hit a wall and him grunting, almost falling to the floor and a bit of blood on his leg.

"Sir!" I yelled, bolting over. I was thinking he got hurt and was shot. Before he could even get himself together, I grabbed his waist and pulled him up, seeing him grab my jacket to not fall on me.

"I got you, sir." I explained, seeing him look down at me with a faint smile, but was grunting in pain.

"Thanks, La Noux.'

"Don't mention it."


"You're lucky it was a ricochet." Doc explained as he had Winters sitting on top of a table, getting the piece of shard that was in his ankle and putting it in the tin Winters was holding. I was helping out another soldier who needed stitching on his head, having me look over him with my helmet now off my head and my hair pulled back to have me see. We were in a safe house where the wounded were, a sense of peace was over the area since the town was now under our command. I could hear Buck coming up to Winters and talking about the next plan of attack, a counter one with the Germans. As they talked, I placed a spare hand on the soldier's head, seeing him almost about to cry.

"Take a deep breath, you're going to be okay." I reminded him, seeing him still crying. I wish I knew a way to take care of him, to make him feel better. He spoke up then, his voice was wavy and scarce.

"Private Toye told me that you can sing." He whimpered to me, having me paused my movements on his head and watch him carefully. He took in a deep breath.

"Could you sing to me?" He asked me. Who was I to say no to him then? It must have made him feel silly to ask, but I was no cold-hearted nurse who wanted to just push him aside and go to the next man who needed aid. I smiled at him, stroked his wounded head again as I thought of a song for him.

As I went down in the river to pray

Studying about that good ol' way

And who shall wear the starry crown?

Good Lord show me the way!

O sisters let's go down

Let's go down, come on down

O sisters let's go down

Down in the river to pray

"What's wrong with Blithe?" I heard behind me, having me pause briefly and look over my shoulder to see Winters and Doc looking at Blithe, whom was sitting against the wall on the floor, looking off in the distance with a trance on his face.

"Nothing, except he can't see." Doc replied in almost a scoffed tone, having me look back at the soldier below and see him watch me. His tears were gone now, and he was still listening as I went on with the song.

As I went down in the river to pray

Studying about that good ol' way

And who shall wear the starry crown?

Good Lord show me the way!

O sisters let's go down

Let's go down, come on down

O sisters let's go down

Down in the river to pray

"You can't see?" I heard behind me again, having me look and see what was happening. Winters were now crouched in front of Blithe, waving his hand once more to make sure that he, in fact, was blind. I felt bad for Blithe, since he seemed like a simple enough soul. I looked back to the soldier, who looked like he was about to fall asleep. It was fine, since he had no concussion. He needs sleep at this point, and I had no problem singing him off to sleep.

As I went down in the river to pray

Studying about that good ol' way

And who shall wear the starry crown?

Good Lord show me the way

O fathers let's go down

Let's go down, come on down

O fathers let's go down

Down in the river to pray

As soon as the soldier was no sleep, looking peaceful in his spot on the table, I released him and smiled, thinking that he was now fine and not needing anyone to look after him. But I turned back to find Doc, seeing both him and Winters look at Blithe in amazement since he was walking and could apparently see again. I was amazed too, leaning back against the table with the sleeping soldier on it and crossing my arms, watching from my spot as he kept saying he was okay. As soon as he walked away, I walked over to both Winters and Doc, seeing them look stunned from their spots and then Doc looking at our commander.

"You ready for a bandage?"