please, don’t go. ( from joe! )
@pyrrhicwon / soft angst starters -always accepting
War was hell. They had all seen and experienced it. The medics were exposed to even more than most men, but what they had discovered that day nobody had been prepared for. Nobody had left that camp the same. “ Shh, I’m not going anywhere” she whispered softly as she cradled his head to her chest. Usually she would have been worried about what this could like or the implication of impurity but that could all be ignored today. Of all the people who needed comfort today it was Joe. Captain Winters had asked him a nearly impossible task by telling Joe that he had to instruct his people back into the camp for their own safety and Joe had done it because he had known it was what he had to do.
She let her fingers comb through his hair. “I’ll be right here.” He was practically on top of her so there was no getting up from the bed anyways. The medics along with everyone else had done as much as they could, which really felt like nothing at all, before being dismissed when doctors and others better equipped to handle it had arrived. Everyone was exhausted, it was more mental than it was physical, and yet she felt as if she’d never be able to sleep again.
“We’re gonna win this war and nothing like this will ever happen again. The people responsible for this are gonna be held responsible.”