A/N Thank you so much to all the readers, reviewers, follows and favourites. I've been receiving a lot of support and it is very much appreciated. I feel after this chapter there is only one left and an epilogue.

The song in this is one I used to 'sing' as a child, but it is era appropriate because it was sung by children in the forties as well (my Gran can confirm this, her memory is still good at 96 years old!) The lyrics can vary, so I've just gone with the ones I used. It's called 'Found a Peanut' and is sung to the tune of 'Oh my darling, Clementine'

Luckylily - yes it was a bit of a roller coaster, hopefully this chapter has a bit more of what you would like ; )

LolaJGreen- Thank you for your lovely review. I love that you are addicted to the story. It's hard to know if what I think in my head comes across in my writing, so I'm hoping that it does from your review. The story is nearly over, so I hope it doesn't affect your sleep any more!

If anyone has any questions, maybe I didn't clear something up, etc... feel free to ask. I know how the story ends, but I could include it in the last chapter or answer it in the epilogue or just pm you. I know there have been a couple of factual mistakes in the story and some other mistakes, did anyone spot them?!

I hope you all enjoy.

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"We ain't gonna find her!" Luz spoke angrily as he manoeuvred the jeep sharply through the winding roads towards the next set of houses.

"Yeah we will" Christenson replied "She couldn't have gone far, not with a bullet in her, she's got to be bleeding loads!"

"Don't fucking say that, if she's bleeding loads, she ain't gonna make it!"

"Doc said she'd have a better chance than most, being a medic" Christenson reassured.

"Hey Tab, you're a bit quiet!" Luz shouted back.

"I've messed up so much!" he called.

"Look we all probably would have hesitated" Luz lied, he wouldn't, at least he didn't think he would.

"It's not just about me leaving her" Tab started "Captain Speirs is really worried"

"We all are!"

"No, they're a thing! Speirs and Fin, well at least they were a thing! I told Fin he dumped her, but I think I was wrong!" Tab sighed heavily "The way he's been, he's gotta love her!"

"Ya fucking kidding me?" Christenson snapped his head round to Tab sat in the rear of the jeep.

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"Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut yesterday..." Fin mumbled the children's song to herself as she stood in her bedroom window watching the bombs fall down onto the black out lighting it up, waiting for the one that would hit her house. "It was mouldy, it was mouldy, it was mouldy yesterday, it was mouldy..."

The bomb arrived right on time. The explosion deafening "So I ate it, so I ate it, so I ate it yesterday, so I ate it, so I ate it, so I ate it yesterday..."

Fin crumpled, doubled over in excruciating pain as the house rocked and the ceiling fell in, ripping Fin apart. The heat was intense like a red hot poker prodding at her insides. Fin tried to scream, but she couldn't, she fell to her knees..."Got a stomach ache, got a stomach ache, got a stomach ache yesterday, got a stomach ache, got a stomach ache, got a stomach ache yesterday...

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"Her pulse is weak" The Polish surgeon informed Eve as she wiped the sweat from his brow "the bullet is deeper than I first thought"

"Just keep going" Eve replied knowing nothing about removing a bullet.

"If she doesn't bleed out, She'll die of an infection, someone needs to find penicillin"

"Wilson, go and find some Penicillin!" Eve barked, completely exhausted and trying to avert her eyes from Fin lying on the kitchen table with her abdomen cut open. The dim light of the oil lamps did nothing to hide the amount of blood Eve was seeing.

"The morphine will subside soon, we need more"

"And morphine!" Eve shouted at Wilson who nodded and disappeared quietly through the front door.

...

Still dressed in civvies, Wilson took Edbert's small truck. He dipped his grey flat cap down to obscure his face and drove off towards the hospital, the sun would be up soon and he would no longer have the darkness to hide him. The hospital was a big risk, but the obvious and quickest place to get what they needed. He hoped the Yanks had given up on the hospital and he would take the back road to avoid the road block. Getting in and out of the hospital shouldn't be too much of a problem, you don't work with someone like Lieutenant Cara Churchill and not learn a trick or two!

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"Went to the doctors, went to the doctors, went to the doctors yesterday, went to the doctors, went to the doctors, went to the doctors yesterday" Fin was paralysed, she could hear a voice and it wasn't her mother. The pain was too much, she didn't know if she could bare it much longer, she tried to open her eyes and tried to open her mouth, the damn voice needed to stop causing her pain!

Fin felt a boney hand clasp her own "It will go soon" mother said drowning out the other voice.

"Cut me open, cut me open, cut me open yesterday, cut me open, cut me open, cut me open yesterday..."

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Wilson pulled up outside the hospital, he parked the small truck on the grass near the entrance. He looked around as he slowly left the concealment of the cab. He swiftly walked in don't make it difficult, walk in like everyone else that's what Lieutenant Churchill had advised him once. Don't draw unnecessary attention to yourself.

The hospital was naturally busy, the hustle and bustle of medical staff, military personnel and civilians should help him keep his cover. Wilson made his way down the long corridor trying to avoid any eye contact with an American uniform. He wasn't overly sure of who would recognise him and he definitely wouldn't recognise every soldier in Easy company.

Wilson walked past some wards, there would definitely be the drugs he needed in there, maybe in a side room, a store room of some sort. He picked a ward at random and walked in. No one seemed interested in his presence, the nurses all busy carrying out their duties and he could only see one doctor doing his rounds. Wilson whipped his head to the nurse's desk, there was a door to the side of it, he peered through the glass in the door Drugs Wilson felt for the handle and pressed down. The door opened, to his relief. He stepped inside in one fluid movement, closing it quickly behind him. He quickly scanned the room and located his targets. Not knowing how much he needed he took several bottles of each.

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Malarkey stood leaning against his jeep waiting for Luz. They were checking on Grant before continuing the search for Fin. Speirs had the most stunning photo of Fin passed round the replacements who didn't know her, there was no doubt they wouldn't be able to spot her a mile off after seeing that. The black and white picture only showed from her shoulders up, but you could see she was in that British dress uniform, the same one she wore when they all had first met her. He wondered where Speirs got the picture, her friend Eve was missing too, so it didn't come from her.

Malarkey stretched, he was knackered they all were, the night's events had been traumatic, but none of them stopped, and they wouldn't until they found Fin. It was now early in the morning, but the sun was already shining.

*Clink, Clink, Clink...*

Malarkey looked up to the sound of bottles hitting one another to see a man carrying some in his arms as he hurridly made his way over to a small truck. Malarkey watched as one of the bottles fell, rolling away, the man hadn't noticed. Malarkey ran over and retrieved it and jogged over to him. "Hey mack, you dropped this"

Wilson froze at the sound of the Yank accent, but quickly pulled his shit together, he turned around. "Thank you" he replied keeping his head low, hoping the grey flat cap was hiding his face sufficiently enough. He took the bottle from the outstretched arm.

"No problem" Malarkey replied as the man leaned over, dropping the bottles on the passenger seat before climbing into the cab.

Malarkey stood back as the truck pulled away, thinking nothing of the British accent that had just spoken to him. As the truck passed the entrance to the hospital, Luz stepped out. Wilson mistakenly looked in his direction.

"It's that British Corporal!" Luz shouted pointing at the truck as Wilson sped up, screeching the vehicle out of the hospital grounds. Luz ran over to the jeep "Malark come on let's get after him!"

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"The morphine is wearing off" The Polish surgeon observed "She'll be able to feel me, she'll die of shock!"

Eve walked over to the window not wanting to hear the words. She stared out come on Wilson!

"Her breathing, it's slowing, she barely has a pulse"

"He's here!" Eve shouted running out to the approaching truck making its way too quickly down the hill. Eve ran out to meet it as Wilson skidded to a stop. "Morphine!" Eve shouted as she opened the passenger door and grabbed the bottles off the seat.

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"So I died there, so I died there, so I died there yesterday, so I died there, so I died there, so I died there yesterday..."

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Luz and Malarkey pulled to an abrupt stop on the road causing another jeep behind them to swerve round. Luz slammed his hands down on the steering wheel "How the fuck did he out run us in that shit heap of a truck?!"

"He had a head start and is pretty skilled, remember Eagles nest?" Malarkey stated the obvious to Luz's annoyance.

"We best go tell Speirs" Luz replied.

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*Bang, bang, bang!*

Speirs thumped on the door to a large detached house. He paused to listen for footsteps. There were none he went to thump the door again.

"Just hold on a sec" Nix said, he decided to keep close to Sparky, he didn't think he was handling Fin's disappearance as well as he was putting on. Winters had gone to the next house, to speed up the search.

Speirs reluctantly held back as they eventually heard footsteps approach. An elderly man opened the door just a touch, Speirs stuck his boot in the gap "Open up, we're searching your place"

"No, there is nothing here for you!" the elderly man replied.

Nix nudged Speirs out of the way so that he could make eye contact with the occupant. He held up Speirs' photo of Fin "Have you seen this woman?"

"No"

"Get the fuck out the way!" Speirs demanded shoving the door open and storming past the protesting man.

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Luz and Malarkey pulled up to where Tab said he'd last seen Speirs as the man himself stalked out of a large detached house with Nix following closely behind. Luz drove the jeep up alongside them. "Captain Speirs Sir"

Speirs looked at them both "Any news?"

"We saw that British Corporal Sir" Malarkey informed

"Where?"

"At the hospital carrying bottles, we chased after him but lost him at the crossroads"

"I want a full description of his vehicle and clothing and then pass the information around the rest of the men" Speirs ordered

"Yes Sir"

Speirs stalked off to his jeep, he was pissed that Luz and Malarkey had lost Wilson, but he wouldn't show it, they were doing their best to find Cara as much as he was. They all wanted her back. He could only hope now that Wilson was at the hospital getting supplies because Cara was going to be ok.

"Shit!" Luz sighed in relief "I really thought he was going to chew us out!"

"Yeah me too, but he just wants her found, he's a lot more concerned than I thought he would be" Malarkey pondered "I mean he ain't been around her as long as we have"

"He knows her better than us though"

"What do ya mean?"

"He's in love with her"

...

Speirs and Nix jumped into their jeep, they would head to the crossroads. An armoured vehicle pulled up blocking them slightly, preventing their departure. Taylor popped his head out of the hatch.

"Captain Speirs, Captain Nixon" Taylor greeted them both.

"Major Taylor Sir" Nix replied with Speirs managing a "Sir" for the superior officer.

"Look, I'm not stupid, I can see how much Agent Loralie is a concern to Easy company and especially you Captain Speirs..." Taylor waited for a reaction, but Speirs just tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "I still don't know where she is, I haven't heard anything and although I don't know anything..." Taylor sighed "I shouldn't even be saying that much... New orders have been sent through for her"

Now Taylor had Speirs' attention.

"Keep this gen to yourselves please gentleman"

Speirs stared at Taylor impatiently

"She's been reassigned to the Pacific, as soon as she reappears" Taylor informed immediately dropping back into the armoured vehicle and closing the hatch behind him.

"FUCK!" Speirs shouted gripping the steering wheel "Won't they just leave her the fuck alone!"

Nix put his head in his hands "Let's hope the Allies sort them Japs out pretty sharpish " he mumbled.

"Ya know Eve will want to go with Cara"

"I know Speirs, I know"

...

The Polish surgeon instructed Eve to administer the morphine and hold the plasma while he battled to stop Fin's internal bleeding. He would see this as a personal achievement to his skills if she survived. He was talented he knew that and he liked a challenge, but he was so very tired and lacked the assistance he would have in a hospital. The girl was hanging on by a thread, when her body really should have just given up by now, he owed it to her to fight for her.

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"Went to heaven, went to heaven, went to heaven yesterday, went to heaven, went to heaven, went to heaven yesterday..." Fin sang as she scrunched her toes, the warm green grass under her bare feet felt good. She kneeled down in the garden, lifting her khaki green skirt up above her knees and picked the white and yellow daisies that scattered the luscious lawn. Fin pierced her fingernail into the stalk and threaded through another daisy.

"Mama!"

Fin looked up, but couldn't see where the little voice came from.

"Mama!" the voice came closer.

Suddenly little arms and a little body slammed into her knocking her slightly off balance, she dropped her daisy chain.

Fin peeled the little body off her.

She looked at the little boy, no more than toddler age, dressed in red dungaree shorts and a white blouse. His big brown eyes stared deeply into her bright blue ones. His mousy brown, wavy locks shone natural highlights in the bright sun.

"Mama"

Fin chuckled "I'm not your Mama, but I can help you find her?"

The boy looked puzzled "My Mama"

"Yes" Fin nodded "We'll go look for her" Fin stood and took the boy's hand, and looked up to the garden gate, the little boy must have wandered in.

"Here" the boy replied, sadness etched across his little angelic face.

"What does she look like?" Fin smiled

"You"

"Ok!" Fin chuckled, squeezing the little hand entwined in hers "Don't worry, she can't be far"

The boy looked up at her, tears welling in his big brown eyes.

Fin's heart wrenched, she squeezed his hand again.

"Dada!" the boy squealed in delight as he held out his other hand and pointed.

Fin looked up, but all she could see was a tall, dark figure, the sun shone brightly behind it, blinding her, she looked at the shadow the figure cast on the grass, it felt familiar to her.

"Dada!" the little boy squealed again releasing Fin's hand and running forward.

The figure crouched down and scooped the boy up and Fin could no longer see him either.

A hand rested on Fin's shoulder she looked down to see her mother's bone fingers.

Fin looked back towards where the boy and his father had been but they were gone.

Creak...Creak...Creak...Creak...

Fin sighed happily, she was back in the comfort of her Grandmother's rickety old rocking chair.

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Eve stood over Fin and stared at her, she looked peaceful, but she had no pink hue any more, she was pale and her cheek bones appeared sunken. She could hardly see Fin's chest rise and fall with every shallow breath she took. She was alive but barely. Fin had been unconscious for five days now, the Polish doctor informed Eve that Fin was in a coma, his professional opinion being that she may not recover from it. Eve wanted to scold her, Fin put the job first and herself second. For the first time Eve was worried for her. Eve wanted to run and get Speirs but protocol and punishment by firing squad prevented her. Eve would gladly lay down her life for Fin to have a chance, but the little fluttering's in her stomach reminded her that she couldn't. Eve felt her voice and comforting words weren't enough. Fin needed more.

Eve sat down in the armchair that Wilson had brought through to Fin's bedroom. After her surgery on the kitchen table, they were able to transfer her to the comfort of a bed. Wilson and Edbert had spent a good few hours cleaning up Fin's blood. Eve assisted the tutting doctor throughout the procedure, she stayed quiet as he rudely barked orders at her. He wasn't angry that they had abducted him, he was angry that he had to work in such primitive conditions. The doctor checked up on Fin regularly, they didn't let him leave. None of them could leave until they knew the American didn't talk or that he had been killed.

Eve stretched, the pregnancy was starting to make her feel uncomfortable. She rubbed her stomach and wondered whether she would have a little boy or girl. It didn't matter as long as they met their Aunty Cara.

"Speirs is here!" Corporal Wilson called through the door interrupting Eve's thoughts. She rose from the armchair, glanced at Fin and followed Wilson out.

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Creak...Creak...Creak...Creak...

Fin stood staring at her Grandmother's rickety old rocking chair. It rocked on it's own. Fin cocked her head Speirs is here

She didn't know what the words meant, but they sounded nice.

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Dawn was breaking on another new day, Speirs was exhausted and no closer to finding Cara. The worry he felt was difficult to comprehend, every day that passed destroyed the hope he tried to cling onto. He had never felt so desperate. This situation was out of his control and he couldn't imagine anything worse. He was ready to give the house to house search a rest. He wanted to break into the holding cells, he wanted to break that piece of shit. That piece of shit shot her and now she was in hiding. He wanted to take her to a hospital, sit at her bedside and never leave her. She had no idea how he felt for her, her last image of him was seeing him with Antonia. It was an image he was trying to erase. Would she have the fight left in her if she thought he didn't love her?

The house to house search had deemed frustrating, it turned up nothing and some of the civilians had been difficult, he had forced his way in on several occasions when he wasn't offered access. He left Nixon and Winters with some of the other men, he needed to be alone. He stopped his jeep on the side of the road and stepped out and walked away onto the grassy verge. He watched the sunrise over the hill, he hoped that Cara was watching the beautiful crimson colours that shone down. The air was cool and there was a pleasant sound of the first morning birds chirping. He put his hands on his hips and looked down. There was something down the hill. Speirs stepped closer, a figure, a large figure was walking up towards him. The balding, middle aged man stopped just in front, puffing breathlessly.

"Is there a house down there?" Speirs asked wearily, ignoring any morning pleasantries.

"Yes and before you ask, you Yanks have already searched my place" the man snapped "I have a lot of tidying to do now!"

"They shouldn't have left a mess, I can send them back to help" Speirs replied not really caring for the man's house, he had more important things to do.

"That won't be necessary, just keep away!" the man snapped as he turned on his heel and walked back down the hill.

Speirs let out a deep sigh where are you?

...

Eve stared out the kitchen window, she could just make Speirs out at the top of the hill. He had either given up on the search or hadn't noticed the little wooden house.

"Go out to him Edbert, get rid of him" Eve had ordered. They weren't words she wanted to speak.

Eve watched nervously as Edbert steadily climbed the hill, she hoped to God that he could divert Speirs, she didn't want a confrontation, it wouldn't end well for any of them. Edbert wasn't long before he returned alone, Eve sighed in relief.

Edbert opened the front door and stepped inside, closing it carefully behind him. "He won't be coming down here"

"Was he suspicious at all?" Eve asked

"No, that's a broken and exhausted man up there" Edbert replied. He was tempted himself to tell the Yank where Fin was. Fin was one of his favourite agents, she was good at her job and she always made him smile. He didn't want her to leave this world like this. If the Yank could help...he couldn't say anything.

"Good" Eve turned and walked back through to Fin. She knew she was coming across as cold, but it was all she could be to stop herself from breaking down. She sat herself back in the armchair and repositioned the small cream cushion to rest against her lower back. She reached out and held Fin's hand.

"Ron was here" she said softly "He's looking for you, he loves you Fin" Eve sighed "I hope you can hear me"

Eve looked at Fin, her eyelids flickered. Eve eagerly leaned in closer "Wake up Fin! Ron loves you!"

Fin's eyelids flickered again.

...

"Wouldn't take me, wouldn't take me, wouldn't take me yesterday, wouldn't take me, wouldn't take me, wouldn't take me yesterday..." Fin sang as she stopped the rocking chair with her foot.

"Do you remember my sweet?" Mother asked

"He's looking for me" Fin replied staring at the chair, they were nice words, they made her heart skip a beat.

Fin lifted her foot.

Creak...Creak...Creak...Creak...

Fin put our her foot to stop the chair rocking again he loves you Fin she withdrew her foot Wake up Fin! Ron loves you!

Fin turned and looked at her mother "Ron loves me"

"He does my sweet, are you ready to go now?"

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It had been a good few weeks, Fin recovered in strength again, although she did still remain a little delicate. A small scar on the side of her abdomen would serve as a reminder for her to never hesitate again. The surgeon had surpassed himself, removing the bullet, stopping the internal bleeding and preventing an infection. Maybe Fin was lucky after all, except the surgeon begged to differ putting it down to his exceptional talent. Fin couldn't have agreed more. Credit where credit was due.

During her recovery, Eve had explained about Antonio, Fin knew even before this information that she would always want Ron, she would fight for him always.

"You look beautiful Fin!" Eve beamed

"Maybe I should do this quietly?"

"What?! That's not like you!" Eve laughed "We all know how you like to make an entrance!"

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One of Sink's parties was the last place Speirs wanted to be right now, but seen as though it was for all ranks and not just officers, Speirs could occupy himself by keeping an eye on the men. He leaned against the bar and knocked back his whiskey, placing the glass down it was swiftly removed and replaced with another. Easy company had continued their search every day, carrying out occupation duties in between. Speirs was present when a local German regiment surrendered, he listened intently to the moving speech the General gave his men, wishing it was Cara translating instead of Liebgott.

Speirs looked at the men, they weren't themselves either. Their searches brought up nothing. Cara had completely disappeared. They'd only had that one glimpse of Wilson, but he managed to evade them, working with Cara, he wasn't surprised in the slightest.

All he could hope for was that Eve wouldn't come back yet, the longer she stayed away the better the chance that Cara was making a full recovery. That of course was no comfort to Nixon, the mother of his child was missing and hadn't been in touch at all. The band started up again, playing some up beat music, Speirs didn't pay enough attention to recognise the tune. Soldiers filed onto the dance floor with their dates from the D.P. camp, but not the Easy men, they stayed seated, knocking back drink after drink. Grant was recovering but still in the hospital for a good while yet, Shifty had been in a truck accident and now recovering in England and with Cara missing with no news on her recovery. The men were a bit lost.

Speirs looked over at Nixon, he wasn't fairing too good either, the longer Eve stayed away, the more he drank. The war didn't feel like it was over, not to Easy company anyway. Sink emphasised with them but he seemed in good spirits, he seemed to think that Cara would be fine and they would hear something soon. Finding out that SOE had reassigned Cara to the Pacific theatre fucking enraged him, but on the other hand it also calmed him, it meant that SOE thought she would be alive. The 101st would be going too, maybe not with her, but he'd find her. Cara may have managed to disappear this time, but if he was ever given the chance, he would never let her hide from him again.

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"He's definitely more scary" Tab observed Speirs downing another drink at the bar, he leaned back in his chair.

Bull followed Tab's eyesight "love definitely breaks the most hardest of men"

"Wow, that's really quite poetic for you Bull!" Luz chuckled half heartedly. Bull nodded accepting it as a compliment.

"Still can't believe I had no idea that they were together!" Perconte chimed in.

"It's a damn shame!" Luz replied "Can't even challenge him, scary ass fucker!"

"Do ya think we'll ever see her again? She don't even know about Shifty" Christenson asked the group of forlorn men fiddling with their drinks and smoking their cigarettes down to the butt.

"Yeah we've got to, I can't go through life with the last image I had of her" Tab sighed receiving a pat on the back from Luz.

"I think we'll hear either way, she's a Churchill, They'd have to say something" Malarkey added to the conversation as he watched the other company soldiers swinging their dates around the dance floor. "Any news on that I company replacement?"

"Nah, nothing, or nothing they're telling us" Luz replied "Can't believe we're at a party with free alcohol without Fin, bet she'd be on the tables by now!"

The men chuckled picturing the times Fin had been drunk with them, which had been quite a few.

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Speirs turned to a commotion from behind him. It was Eve! But before he could react, Nixon had darted over to her pulling her into him. He'll never let her go. Trying to compose himself, Speirs let them have their reunion, he slowly walked over not sure if he wanted to or not. Did she bring good news? Speirs hesitated, she wasn't smiling, but she wasn't sad. Speirs turned to the sound of several chairs moving behind him. The men had spotted Eve too, they were moving in her direction. Speirs held up his hand to stop them. They all returned to their seats. It was up to him to find out. He started the short journey over to Eve...

In the background, the band started the next song. Speirs steadily approached Eve. The introduction to the song halted him. He cocked his head, that song... it was Cara's song... then the voice started, that beautiful, haunting voice...

"Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable, both near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before
Has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why darling it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Unforgettable in every way, oh, oh, oh
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why darling it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too"

Speirs snapped his head round towards the stage... it couldn't be?! He looked up and standing on the stage in her British Special Forces number 1s, the way she looked on her first day when she walked past him and his men in Aldbourne, when she sang this song in the pub...it was Cara holding the microphone, smiling as she sang, her eyes darting around the audience, seeking out her men.

Speirs stood frozen, he didn't know how to act, he couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe he was seeing what he had started to doubt that he would ever see again! His heart rate accelerated, it pumped so fast it could have burst through his chest.

He glanced back at a beaming Eve, she nodded at him.

Speirs turned back towards the stage and watched as the Easy men jumped to their feet, running to the stage. They climbed on. He could no longer see Cara, she was encircled by her brothers. Speirs could hear her giggles as the men took turns to embrace her, picking her up and laughing. He slowly walked to the stage, he was allowing the men to have their moment with her before he would have his. He didn't care who saw, who was watching.

He rounded the side of the stage and climbed the few steps up. He walked past the band, as the men sensed his presence, parting to create a path for him right up to her. She stood their grinning, she always did like to make an entrance.

He grabbed her around the waist with one hand pulling her sharply into his protective body. He raised his other hand cupping her lower jaw, he stroked her cheek with his thumb perfect as ever

He looked into those sparkling blue eyes of hers, there was that twinkle and then he kissed her and she returned his kiss. He would never let her go again.

...

*Knock knock*

Fin walked over and opened the door of Nix's quarters and giggled. Ron was standing there with a big smile looking incredibly handsome in his dress uniform. He handed her a beautiful bouquet of pink and white. She took a step back to let him in. Speirs looked over to a grinning Eve and Nix, "Ron" Nix nodded at him "Lew" Speirs returned the greeting.

"Are you ready?" Ron asked returning his attention back to Cara, completely blown away by how beautiful she looked in her red floral summer dress, her blonde, wavy hair tumbling down below her shoulders. "You look stunning" he gushed..

Cara nodded "You are looking very handsome, Captain" she replied sweetly, holding up the bouquet and breathing in the lovely scent to hide her blushes.

"Before we go there's something I need to do first" Ron grinned as he got down on one knee...