Okay, last one for now. Already have an idea for G, but need the time to write and post :( As usual: I don't own the Bloodlines characters or plot. AU

Fireworks

Adrian POV

The first time I saw fireworks was at the end of my military training when the brilliant war chemist taught us how to stabilize, assemble, and set off fireworks in the event we needed an extraction. She made it seem simple, but a stick loaded with gun powder didn't seem like the best idea until we saw the explosion.

The second time was when my group of five was running through the jungle. We'd barely parachuted in alive and there had been rapid gun fire ever since. One of the other groups weaving through the woods set their fireworks off. The sky lit up with flashing white lights and loud booms. Smoke clogged the air making it hard to breathe. Despite the fact we knew our fellow soldiers had fallen, we could see, which meant so could the enemy.

The third time was when the war ended. Fireworks were shot up into the air to commemorate the victory. I had time to mourn then. Tears had fallen down my cheeks silently as I watched the display go off with the rest of the crowd. The chemist who taught us how to use them was there in the crowd as well and she had tears coating her pale cheeks as well.

The fourth was on my wedding night. The chemist and I had stayed in touch after I passingly mentioned that it would be cool to add designs to the fireworks so you could see a star or smiley face in the sky. We talked over how to perfect them and which colors to add for which occasions. We married nearly five years after we met and fireworks exploded through the sky when we kissed.

The fifth time was during the memorial service for the fallen soldiers. We got dressed in special uniforms and did a gun show. My wife set off the fireworks after the service and we went around leaving flowers on the graves of people we knew. Neil, Dimitri, Trey, Angeline. I was 70 at the service, but those fireworks still amazed me.

A slightly sadder one. It was a mix of being next to people setting off fireworks and seeing/reading a ton of stuff about WW1 and WW2. In memory of the fallen soldiers.

R&R

Ciao