Last time on 'A Band of Heroes'

I braced myself for worse but instead he just beat the shit out of me.

Herbert did this. He was mad again.

As we pulled out from the base's perimeters I knew we were truly never coming back here again.

RPOV

After I had unwrapped the last of the china from the lot of boxes that surrounded me I decided to more familiarize myself with the new camp. I don' think the fact that when I walked out this new door I would not find random Easy Company men jogging around outside, had really sunken in yet. As I started off on the gravel path I was seriously waiting for Frank to jog up next to me and ask if he could get a fake slip so he did not have to run today. Instead as I looked around there were priests talking with other priests, discussing god. A little different than most of the conversations at Toccoa…

And then there where the doctors who seemed to be everywhere also, muttering medical terms even I did not know. Please boys don't get to wild! You may need a nurse after all that hard partying you all seem to do. There was really nothing to this place. A few connected neighborhoods with middle class homes, a grocery, and a few buildings that I assume were for the classes, a church and the training area. Strike that maybe I am going to be the one that will party too out of control, I mean with this place; it's totally jumping. It was pretty quite around here, besides the once and a while sound of a truck roaring off or a bird calling.

After that depressing walk I came back to our new house. White with blue shudders, and all that jazz. Tossing the keys on the white tiled counter I made my way to some boxes in the kitchen. As I ripped open the next brown delivery box I was greeted with Herbert's private stash of alcohol.

Shrugging my shoulders I reached in and grabbed the closest bottle of wine and popped it open. Lazily walking over to the couch in the living room I plopped down, bottle in hand and took a big swig. After that I just remember my drunk laughing and getting up to get more.

The pounding in my head awoke me as I sat upright on the couch. Scanning the room I could see that Herbert had not come home that night. I wobbled into an upright position on the floor and accidently hit a wine bottle. Looking down I saw three or four; had Herbert come back last night? Once I figured out exactly what happened I went up to take a shower, feeling very guilty.

A few weeks later-still partying with those wild priests

Damn how boring my life is…I kept thinking as I did the regular chores. Whenever Herbert left the house I drank because it was my one escape even though I knew how it affected Herbert I still did it. But see he is here right now so I must act like the perfect wife and blah blah blah. I tried hard not to think of Camp Toccoa or any of its occupants but when I did my remedy was to always just come back to the bottle, it always helped.

After about two days of living here some of the medical staff from the camp hospital came to offer me a position there because apparently most there were only doctors and needed some nurses to do the chicken shit you mean. Anyways I accepted almost right away because it would get me out of this godforsaken house and into a much better place…a hospital. I mean what girl does not like the smell of blood and incompetent patients to wait on all day? Not to mention those arrogant doctors…oh yeah this was going to be great!

I guess one good thing about being here was the fact that Herbert was always too busy or tired to do anything to me. This may have also decreased because of the fact that there is no bar for at least twenty miles and the fact that his stash had mysteriously vanished-he thought they lost it in the move, had caused for sometimes me drinking more than him.

Today I was going to do the funniest part of being nurse. As you can imagine at this school some of the men are a little older and are more prone to injury even before the jump so that's where I come in. I get to go onto a C-47 and monitor everyone in case of a medical emergency up in the air. This was always fun because I mean who does not want to go take a ride in an airplane and just hang out? No one has yet to injure themselves so you mostly just stand near the door and smile. Good enough for me.

I made my way to the airfield ready for today's long journey. We would be heading out too Aldabourne England and flying overhead before circling back to here. Admittedly it was going to be a lengthy flight until they jumped but who knew what the Army was really thinking?

Going over to my chalk which contained another nurse named Andrea; who was surprisingly nice and eight other doctors that where flirting with her. The jumpmaster came by and strapped Andrea and I in our parachutes, no we were not going to jump but if for some reason we were to fall then we would at least have these. Really only a safety precaution.

After loading on the propellers sound started, giving me an old tingling feel like when I used to watch the boys go off for their test jumps like a mom ushering her child to the bus. After a while the roar of the engines became like any other sound so that I could now talk to Andrea. Andrea was five foot six with brown hair that was always up in a bun, and a warm smile that matched her personality. We talked about her husband and kids, the hospital, and things all army wives talk about.

We made a stop early the next morning to refuel and that is when Herbert decided he did not like his chalk as much as ours so he came aboard for the rest of the flight. As we neared Aldaborne, Andrea shook me until I awoke to signal that it was our turn to be prepared. After we administered the last of the air sickness medicine, we were directly over the DZ. Oh look at me with all my terms…I am just too cool. I stood near the front of the door, the wind making extra wisps of my hair fly in my face. That along with the fact that I had on a dress, I learned not the best idea to wear on a plane, made me feel like a pin up girl cause I am pretty sure all the men could see my lingerie underneath it. The reason why I still wore it was to keep some sense of me being a women cause being in those nurse fatigues did nothing good for a girl's self esteem.

As Sobel tapped each man's shoulder before they jumped out I started to get restless. The line was nearing the end and I could not wait to get away from that intimidating opening.

HPOV

What the hell was she wearing under her dress? Better yet why the hell was she wearing a dress? That whore just wants the attention. She is probably sleeping with one of the doctors here at the base and that's why she wears them! Suddenly without thinking of the consequences I grabbed hold of her…

RPOV

I turned my head to the side for a quick second so as not to see another man go flying out. I always thought about the boys back in Toccoa doing this and it scared the shit out of me. I was abruptly pulled from these thoughts, no literally pulled…ha I made a joke, by Herbert's rough grasp. I was not ready for this sudden movement and I could feel the cool air against my legs as most of my weight depended on him. He had me by one arm, so I looked up to see a red faced Sobel glaring all the powers of hell on me. He started to laugh and he had this weird look on his face. I did not like this face…or his face in general for that matter. Andrea was preoccupied in the back so I was left there in the mercy of Sobel.

"Ppplleaa…" I never finished my sentence as my face turned from desperation to cold flat out raw fear…

Okay so not sure with this chapter...but on the brighter side who hates me cause I have a cliff hanger? He he dunno when my next update will be...gotta be inspired =)

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