You Can't Blame a Girl for Trying Chapter 6, a band of brothers fanfic

A/N: Hey guys! I had lots of fun writing this chapter. If you guys have any ideas don't be afraid to tell me! Just a FYI I changed Ashlynn's last name to Lovato. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own B.O.B, Deep in the Meadow, Let it go Demi Lovato, or Fur Elise Beethoven.

That night my dreams are filled with Sobel, Sobel and Sobel. The one that terrified me the most was Sobel beating up my sister Madeline. I screamed and screamed, I shouted for help, I even tried to rip Sobel off of her. I wake up with a jolt and I see a pair of green eyes. "It's not real Ashley, not real!" The voice belongs to Winters. He wears a look of concern on his face. It's not until now that I notice how afraid I am. I start crying. I feel Winters climb into the bed with me and wrap his arms around me. I turn my body around and sob into his chest. "Shh. It's ok. You're gonna be okay." When I lift my face up I see that every one in the barrack is awake. In fact I think I woke up most of Camp Toccoa. I see I tired Nixon standing in the door way with an equally as tired, Speirs. The Doc stands at the edge of the bed.

"What happened did you have a nightmare?" asks Nix.

"No shit Sherlock, then what else did I have! A Fucking dream with rainbows and leprechauns!" I nearly shout as new set of tears run down my face.

"Jesus girl what's gotten into you?" Nix asks.

"Sobel," I mutter, crossing my arms. At that moment every man in the rooms' face wore a look of anger. I think I just made them hate Sobel more than they already do.

"Damn I hate that Sobel,"mutters Doc.

"Want to tell us what happened?" asks Winters, anger rising into his voice. I tell them everything that happened, and when I'm finished Speirs says:

"Will you be okay sleeping again." Suddenly it hits me. I don't think I'll be able to get through on my own. Usually Madeline sings me a lullaby, but she's not here, so I forget about everything, and everyone, and softly sing to myself.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
And when again they open, the sun will rise.

Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moon beam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.

Here it's safe and here it's warm
And here the daisies guard you from every harm
And here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.

I look up and see every pair of eyes in the room trained on me. "So Juju, what do you think I should do?" I ask looking straight into those brown eyes. Juju is Doc Roe.

"Well Lieutenant Winters was the only one able to wake you, so I recommend you sleep with him tonight see if you can get some sleep," he replies. He then leaves along with all the other men except the boys that are in this barrack.

"Alright Ash let's get moving," says Winters. I bid all the boys good night and head after Winters.

"Hey Dick?" I ask him.

"Yes," he replies.

"How come Speirs was there. I mean like at my barrack."

"You know that guy. He's very mysterious, and let's just say that you woke up the entire Camp."

"I did," I say embarrassed.

"Ya you did," he says chuckling, and opening the door to his barrack. We walk over to what I assume is his bed. He lifts up his covers and settles down. I walk over to the other side of his bed and pull the covers over me.

"Goodnight Dick," I say.

"Goodnight Ash,' he replies. I turn to face him and curl up into a ball against his chest. I hear him let out a sigh, then he puts his arm around me and pulls me closer. Closing my eyes I think I love this man.

I'm awakened by a smirking Nixon. I quickly sit up causing Dick to wake up. I get off the bed sending Nix a glare, while helping Dick get up. "I gotta go Dick I'm on laundry duty," I say remembering what Major Horton said.

"Alright Ashley see ya 'round," he replies. I walk out of Dick's barrack. As I'm walking to my barrack I see the men giving looks, but I choose to ignore it. When I get to my barrack no one's there except for Jo.

"Hey Ash," he says.

"Hello Jo," I reply sending him a smile.

"How was your night," he asks.

"It was alright," I reply.

"That's nice."

"Yup," I say. I grab my uniform from my foot locker, and I quickly strip off my sleep clothes and through on my uniform, not caring if Jo sees me.

"See ya at lunch," I say.

"Yup see ya." As I walk to where I need to be, I start thinking about Dick. Oh gorgeous his red hair. When I arrive I walk over to the woman there.

"Hello, I'm Lieutenant Lovato I was told to come here to do some laundry," I say.

"Ah yes there's some baskets over there you can start working on that. By the way I'm Annie."

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Annie."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too." I walk over to the baskets and get straight to work. As I work I sing the song I sang to Bill the other day.

"Do you sing often," Annie asks.

"Yeah. I used to write songs with my sister."

"That's nice." Suddenly we start talking about home, and I learn that she is the same age as me and she lived in Salem!

"I think I remember an Annie Being at my school," I say.

"I can remember an Ashlynn too!" she answers. We continue chatting on until we finally finish washing the clothes. "That's it for today. I'll leave them out to dry, and tomorrow we can fold them," she says.

"Alright then, see ya!" I say getting.

"See ya!" I walk away making sure to close the door behind me. I lift my wrist to check the time. It's just about lunch time. I start my way to the mess hall. I bump into George on the way, so we walk to the mess hall together.

"Hey Luzzy Wuzzy, How ya been?" I ask.

"Not so bad, how bout you Ashy?"

"You know the usual," I say. "Hey George. I need to grab something. I'll be back."

"Okay." I run all the way to my barrack and I grab my guitar and my papers. I have a feeling the boys are gonna make me sing. I quickly run back to the mess hall. I get there out of breath. I walk over to the line. I fold my papers and put them in my back pocket. I put my guitar strap around my shoulders. I hold my tray out for Dick. I offer him a small smile before turning away to go sit at my table. I take my seat in between Bill and Frank.

"You gonna sing again?" asks Frank.

"Jesus Christ Frank! Can't I eat!" I say.

"Okay, okay finish up," he replies defensively. I start eating my food, and right when I'm finished I hand reaches over and grabs tray. "I'll take that you start stretching your vocal cords," says Frank.

"Okay then," I mutter. I reach into my back pocket puling out my papers. I lay them out on table just as a round of whiskey makes its way to our table. I quickly grab it before anyone else can and I gulp down about a quarter of the bottle.

"Hey! Pass it over here!" shouts Jo as he grabs the bottle from my hand. I suddenly know what song I'm gonna do. It's a song I wrote a month after the incident. I quickly get off my chair walk over to the corner of the room where there's a stool, and I drag it over to the middle of the room, making loud screeching noises on the way. "Okay who wants me to sing."

All the hands in the room shoot up. "Alrighty then." I sit down on the stool and re-adjust my guitar. I quickly walk over to the Piano that's in the corner of the room. For this song I need the piano too. I take a deep breath and start singing.

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight,
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen.
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside.
Couldn't keep it in, Heaven knows I tried.

Don't let them in, don't let them see,
Be the good girl you always have to be.
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know.
Well, now they know.

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door
And here I stand and here I'll stay
Let it go, let it go
The cold never bothered me anyway

It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me can't get to me at all.
Up here in the cold thin air I finally can breathe.
I know I left a life behind but I'm too relieved to grieve.

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door
And here I stand, and here I'll stay
Let it go, let it go
The cold never bothered me anyway Everyone started to sing along to this part

Standing frozen
In the life I've chosen.
You won't find me.
The past is all behind me
Buried in the snow.

The whole room erupts into cheers.

"I didn't know you could play piano," says Nix walking over with a shot of whiskey in his hand.

"Oh honey, there's a lot of things you don't know about me," I say.

"Oh yeah, like what?" he asks.

"Well my mother is an apothecary, my father's a hunter and a baker. So I know how to bake, hunt, and I know lots about herbal medications and how to use them for certain things. I have three siblings two brothers and a sister. William's the oldest and Jesse is the youngest. Madeline and I in the middle she's my twin sister,' I say. By now everyone's gathered around me. "Jesus Christ what am I now! I know I have an interesting life, but back up please," I say waving my hand forward. They all back up a step.

"Hey Ash?" asks Doc.

"Yeah," I say.

"Is your sister like you?"

"In many ways yes. We both look alike, same hair, and skin color, but she has a bigger nose and longer face and greener eyes, while I'm taller by 1 inch, have a more circular face, and my eyes are more of a greyish blue and not greenish blue. She would be having tea party's with her friends, while I'd be playing sports with my brother and the boys on the street. When we moved to Mississippi it all changed we started talking more, going out more, and that's when we started writing songs with my cousin Rachel, but when we moved I still went hunting and stuff with my dad, not with a gun, a bow and arrows and I still helped my mom with apothecary things, and I still baked," I say.

"What else can u play on the piano?" asks Nixon.

"Well I can play Beethoven," I say."I can play Fur Elise with out the sheet music."

"Oh yeah, prove it," says Nix nodding his head towards the piano. I walk over to the piano, and I take a seat on the bench. I quickly scan the keys. I take a deep breath and start playing.

While I'm playing I keep looking at Nix who's completely awe-struck. When I finish I get up, wipe my hands on my pants, and take a bow. I walk past Nix and Through the mess hall's doors with a smirk on my lips.

A/N: Well I hope you guys like this chapter. Remember R&R!

Toodles!