It was midnight at Bastian, and it had been 30 minutes since Molly had heard the last soldier coming past. She decided it was safe, so she stood up. It was 45 degrees in afghan, so she was sleeping in only a vest top that she had cut so it revealed her stomach, and some shorts she had also cut so they were more like pants. She grabbed her dressing gown to preserve her modesty, and she walked out of her tent. The night air was cool compared to her hot stuffy tent, and she just stood there for a minute taking deep breaths.
After a while, she set off walking. As she neared the tent she quietened her footsteps, and carefully pulled open the fabric. She tiptoed in, and sat down on a chair opposite his bed. He turned to face her, still sleeping, and took a deep breath.
She decided that the chair wasn't comfy enough, so sat down on the floor, and leant against his bed. She sat there for half an hour, before she realised she was cold. She carefully stood up, lifted the top section of the undone sleeping bag, and quietly got into the warm bed. She snuggled down against him. She could smell his smell, and feel his breath tickling the back of her head.
She turned round, her face inches from his, and just looked intently at him. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, not like the soldier she knew and loved, and it was like all bad memories were removed from his head. He let out a big sigh, and moved his arm to pull her closer, even though he was still sleeping and didn't know she was there. She rested her cheek on his smooth, warm chest, and wrapped her arm around his waist. She felt so warm, and protected, and safe in his arms. She pulled the sleeping bag over them, and settled down enveloped in his arms, and thinking about nothing but him. The world felt right again as she drifted off to sleep.
'Molly'. She was still asleep. He shook her again. 'Molly'. She slowly opened her bleary eyes, and looked up at him. God she was so beautiful. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and started whispering to her. She had her head rested on his chest, and one arm around his waist. 'Molly, how long have you been here' he whispered. 'Sorry Bossman' she whispered. 'I couldn't sleep, and thought you might like some company' she murmured with her eyes still shut, still half asleep. He chuckled making her head bounce on his chest, and then grew silent, as if he was going to go back to sleep. He slowly turned around, pinning her under him. 'Sir' she started to say, but did not finish the word before he captured her mouth in a scorching kiss, and all thought flew out of her brain as her instincts kicked in.
2 hours later, the waking siren went off across the camp, and slowly, people began to emerge from their tents.
'Shit Dawes, I can hear footsteps coming this way' the captain whispered to Molly. 'Oh crap! Grab my clothes off the floor, and I will go' Molly answered back. 'There is no time' The Captain whispered to Molly, as he bent down to pick up her clothes and barely had time to put them in the sleeping bag before smurf walked in the tent. Molly had shuffled behind the captain, so it just looked like his sleeping bag was rather puffy, and had her clothes next to her. 'Shit smurf! What have I told you about checking before you come in !' 'Sorry Sir' smurf said before he carried on with what he was about to say. 'The general wants to see you before breakfast about a new mission'. The captain said he would go. 'Come on then' said smurf. 'I...I will be there in a minute' the captain stammered. Smurf nodded, and then walked out, but popped his head back in quickly. 'By the way, have you seen Molly, I need to speak to her, and I can't find her anywhere.
'Im sure she is about some where' the captain said with confidence, and Molly had to hold back a chuckle. When smurf had gone Molly pulled the sleeping bag down to her chin. 'That was close' the captain said. 'Go on then Molly urged. 'Just one more' the captain said with a cheeky grin on his face, and kissed her from her neck to her mouth. 'Go on' Molly said laughing, 'and tell me if the coast is clear' she said whilst pulling on her vest top and shorts. 'Go go go!' shouted the captain, and Molly sprinted out of Captain James' tent, to her own.
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