Ok, it's the Dday! It's ''showtime'' for our soldiers. Just a PS: I didn't mean to be too gross so I'm sorry if you find some ''parts'' of the story too detailed.

Thank to the guest who left the last review ! You have no idea how glad I am that you like the story and...my English, too. Hahaha, as every time: enjoy!

She closed her eyes trying to get some rest. Those airplane made a lot of noise. Nobody was talking. She took a long breath and looked down at her clock: the time had come. An official, a major, stood up when the light turned red.

''Stand up'' he yelled and as everyone obeyed his orders, their airplane started to tremble making everyone fall.

''They caught us!'' Nixon cried. Bea looked out through the tiny window: flashes and fire in the sky; she saw an airplane falling and found she wasn't so sorry at all. Somehow, they all managed to stand up and hook up and checked their equipment. They just needed the green light. Meanwhile, the massive C-47 was still trembling under the Nazi's fire but nothing had hit it yet. Weirdly, nobody was panicking, or they were just good at hiding their fear. Bea found herself thinking it was a sort of masterpiece: she could not see the land since the view she had offered only a sea made of grey clouds and aircrafts in fire. She was amazed. At that time, the light turned green. ''It's showtime'' she heard Nixon yelling, finding him excited rather than scared. She was the second to jump and her brain turned off: she didn't even think she was about to land among their enemies, ready to shoot at her. Everything seemed so slow-motioned while landing: she saw a house in fire, troops landing just like her invaded the sky. She thought she was going too slow: she was an easy target to shoot at and she found herself praying she could simply touch the ground as fast as she could so that she could hide and get away from that hell. Fortunately, she landed safely and freed herself of her chute. Another troop landed close by: it was Eugène Roe, Easy Company's medic.

''Captain Laurenti! It's so good to see you'' he whispered, keeping his head low while he was trying to cut his chute.

''Good to see you too, Doc.'' She smiled at him. Suddenly, something crossed her mind: she tried to figure out where his fellows were. Nobody landed near them.

''Eugène, where are your platoon's buddies are?''

''I have no idea Captain.''

Bea had to figure out where they were. Something didn't go according to the plans: everyone belonging to the same battalion had to land in the same place, but she could not see anyone else around. First of all, they had to find a secure place where she could check her map.

''Follow me, let's get away from this hell.''

They made their way through the woods. The sounds of the firing could still be heard, but Bea felt much more secure where they were.

''Stop, I need to check out my maps.'' She said to Eugène. She tried to recall the area where they had landed: there was a little church, the one which was on fire: she thought it might have been enough. Bingo. There it was: Saint Mere Eglise. Darn it.

''Bad news, Eugène'' she looked at him ''we're far away from our drop zone. We have to reach Saint Marie du Mont, where our battalion is located…well, at least, where it should be located.''

''Captain…I lost my equipment, I've got nothing but a knife.''

''Don't worry about it. Stay behind me, ok?''

Still, Bea could see something was troubling the medic.

''Your company is probably doing fine, Gène, don't worry.'' He smiled at her and started to follow her.

They didn't find any trouble in reaching the rest of the battalion staff but soon Bea figured out so many were still missing.

''Captain Laurenti! Nice to see you! We were sure we had lost you!'' Captain Hester said when he saw her.

''Well Clarence, it's good to know you have confidence in my abilities!'' she said wryly.

''Oh no Bea, don't get me wrong. Just a little bunch of the headquarters Company. Strayer has just arrived. I sent Nixon to conduct a reconnaissance of the village here.''

She was obviously relieved to hear Lewis made it.'' What about the other companies?''

''As I said, so many troops are still missing. There's a little group from D Company, E and F. I personally sent Lieutenant Winters and what's left of his company to take care of the machine gun along the hedgerow which is firing against Utah beach. Lieutenant Winters assumed temporally command of Easy Company, since Lieutenant Meehan and his men haven't show up yet.''

Bea found out the success of the invasion was still a doubt. She joined the rest of the battalion staff and discussed the whole situation with them: she was informed of the men who were missing, the Germans' counterattack and so on. Three hours had passed when Lieutenant Nixon came back sat on a tank with Lieutenant Winters. The tank stopped right in front of her and they got down.

''How was your day, Bea?'' Nixon asked wryly.

''How can I say it: on fire!'' she answered. Lewis chuckled and then hugged her.

''I thought I had lost you, don't do this to me once again ok?'' he said.

''You know I could not get by without you?'' she said back. Since they were getting to mushy, they broke their hug and smiled at each other. She found herself oddly happy to see Lewis. On her way prior to reaching the Battalion, she noticed troops shot in the night sky or their bodies on the trees. She knew a lot of good men had lost their lives.

''Where the hell is Dick?'' she answered, since he disappeared during their long hug.

''I don't know, maybe he's trying to find so peace. He lost a man during the assault.''

''Right, the assault…how did it go?''

''Easy and Dog made a great job, everything's alright. They lost a private from A Company, Easy has two wounded.''

''Ok, not bad.''

''Well…yes. Dick found some useful maps so tomorrow morning, as first thing, we're going to check them out. Now, take some rest, ok?'' he smiled at her and got away to find some peace himself. Sure she wanted to sleep some hours but first, she wanted to check Dick. Thomas Meehan was still missing so Dick was the new Easy's commander. Obviously, the idea of Dick getting the place of Sobel troubled her. Simply, it was not fair: he was getting everything he wanted. Still, she had the feeling that Dick had something troubling himself too, and if it was so, she could not miss the chance to see the divine Richard Winters having some problems.

She found him all by himself: he was staring at somewhere far from them, where the Germans were still fire some machine gun.

''Better than the 4th of July, don't you think?''

He turned to see her but said nothing. She was hit by bloodshot eyes. She went next to him and sat down.

''How are you doing, Dick?''

''Lieutenant Meehan is missing. I'm now Easy's new commander officer. ''

''I know. Well, lucky you.''

''Lucky, right.'' He didn't seem to be so happy at all.

''Was Meehan a friend of yours?''

''It's not this, Bea. It's…I'm now directly responsible of those men's lives! I'm only 26 years old and fighting this war is still a big deal to me. Now, they tell me it's my responsibility to guide those men into fight. And I know that more than someone will die during this war, and I will be the one to blame for every death and wound!''

She could definitely see that he was in panic. She knew he had lost a man during his assault and that first death under his command and that now he was probably thinking it was his fault. Hatred did not make its way in her heart: she temporally forgot about what he had done to her friend and lover, and hugged him close.

''Dick, it's war: people die and you're not to blame. Don't ever think about that. You're a fine officer, and you will do a great job.'' Sure she thought he was a good officer but she didn't want to enlarge his ego. Still, those words escaped her lips. While she still had her arms wrapped around him, she thought her personal war against Dick Winters was a waste of time. She had always known she envied Dick's capacities and personality and that hatred which had taken over her was just a childish expression of envy for him.

''From my mistakes their lives will depend. I'm not perfect. I…''

''Dick, stop it ok? You're right! No one is perfect, nor are you! But, you know what? I noticed you were never caught up doing any infraction and your superior adore you. You're already the United Army's shining star although you finally got the chance to show your real talent today. '' She noticed a smile appeared on his face.

''I made an infraction, even two, you know.'' He chuckled at her, so she knew what he was talking about.

''Well, nobody know. Just the two of us. And…Nixon, but it's ok.''

''You know, I think I could use an infraction now.'' He sweetly looked at her. Bea didn't exactly know why, but she needed that kiss so she was the first to lean on him. As their mouths sealed, they knew they created a glimpse of paradise with their tongues which were caressing each other. She felt his hand on her back and chills running up her back. As the time was passing by, the kiss became more intense: now their tongues were teasing and she knew she was like a bomb, ready to explode.

As she parted, still gasping for air she said ''you're nervous, Dick, maybe you may need some tension release'' was what came out of her lips. She wasn't sure he had understood, but when she was him getting up she knew their time had come; as that day Lewis said: it was the showtime.

They made their way into an abandoned house. As they entered, she was already in his arms, her lips against his. They reached for the only armchair there was. Now that she was was sat on him, she knew everything was about to happen. She broke their never-ending kiss to look at him: she wanted to see how he would've looked like under her touch. Her hands were making their way to his belt as Dick had a flashback of a night, in the middle of a street, when a young and beautiful woman was doing the same thing and he didn't let his desire take over him. But that night, he would've gone all the way: he deserved it.

She wanted to take it easy, enjoying every minute of that moment. She knew she was giving him hell, since she was still roaming on his underwear and not giving him what he wanted. His eyes were thirsty, telling ''please, don't torture me so'' and she liked it. That need to be essential was making its way in her mind, since now Dick Winters needed her. What a sensation it was ! Lustful, he craved for her body . She decided it was the time to have the situation in hand, literally. She found her way to…dick. That thought made her chuckle, visibly, but he could not mind less. She started to caress all his long length, still giving the Lieutenant; when she started to focus her attention to his glans, he had made a movement with all his body that was about to make her fall from him. A loud groan escaped from his mouth and she felt amply satisfied. When she begun stroking, Dick tried to fight the need to close his eyes, since he wanted to enjoy the show: a ''I've got power on you'' expression was stuck on her face as he looked at her before gazing at her hands still working on him. That felt the best sensation in the world. As he felt her strokes becoming even more intense and fast, he knew he could not be able to stand it for too long. In return, his groans, his lustful and satisfied look turned her on. Although he tried to bite hard his lips in order to avoid any odd noise, he could not help but panting loudly when he came, for what it seemed to be a lifetime.

''Darn it, hope there's a towel around here'' she said, when he finally finished. He started to breathe normally again when he pulled her close to his chest; her hair scent invaded his nose.

''Dick, it's quiet weird being romantically embraced while your cock out of your pants, my hand still…dirty, you know?''

''Well…maybe you should find a way to get rid of that…dirt'' he chuckled.

''Funny you…well, my uniform is dirty as well. I don't know I will explain this if I meet someone.''

''Shut up'' he said, and he kissed her. At the beginning, it was a fierce one, and the result of what they had shared; then, it turned out to be slow, intense but sweat and tender. Their tongues broke as he started to give her tender small kisses on her lips and nose.

''Dick…maybe we should…you know, collect ourselves and get out of here. Someone may see us, or enter here…''

''Yes, you've got a point.'' She got up and cleaned her hand on a curtain, while he was fasten his belt again.

''Uhm..wait'' he said, and she turned to face him ''don't you wanna…be…ok, let's do this again. How about you? I mean, shouldn't I…give pleasure to you, too?''

''Oh Dick, you look like a school boy at his first experience! Don't think about it now'' she paused and then added ''we've still got time.''