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Unbroken » Samuel and June

It had been five months since she'd walked on American soil, spent walking alongside men of the Royal Army, rather than her own. Five excruciatingly long months since she'd see something other than battered cities and dying men. It would have driven most to go home, in fact, nearly 80% of the female medics stationed in various places around europe and the pacific had fled home, deeming war an inhospitable place for women.

'We're too fragile for the brutality of war,' she could remember hearing a fellow medic mutter to her sergeant, pleading with him to return home, 'we shouldn't know of this level of destruction, never mind see it first-hand.' But June wasn't like that, she wouldn't leave the war to be fought by just the men. Women could take part, they could help--they could win this war alongside the others. She wouldn't let her petite frame, nimble fingers, or slender feet stop her from ending the genocide. She would take part in freeing the captured lands if it was the last thing she'd ever do.

Sure, she never knew real combat--as far the physicality of it went--but she saw what war did to a person. Anywhere from deteriorating an intelligent mind to a wild-eyed mess to the loss of several limbs at a time. She was too deep, figuratively and quite literally. She was in the middle of Poland, her platoon was sent to aid and attempt to save whomever they could. "This is a shite idea," she utter aloud, peering over at the closest uniform with a look of annoyance playing at her features. Once her eyes settled on the boy behind all the dried blood and dirt, she'd realized just who it was.

"Sammy?" her eyes blew wide, her lips curling up to bare bright white teeth as her grin spread so far she thought it might split her cheeks. "Sam, we thought-" she cut off, hurriedly ushering herself off the British tank she'd been lazily seated on. "We... well, to hell with what we thought," her American accent shattering through the mill of various English dialects as she ran up to his bruised form, enveloping him in a tight hug, "I'm just so glad you're alive." Her dirtied features buried in to his shoulder, her arms wrapped protectively around his neck as if when she let go, he'd disappear again. "We lost Sgt. Eames... I-I thought I'd never see you again," she was fighting through tears, her thoughts screaming to let them fall, but she wouldn't. They welled up at her ducts, stinging as they threatened to fall, as she fought through them to peer up at the Englishman. "Don't you ever run off like that again, you hear me?" she scolded, much like a mother--which she typically was to those around her, to the men at least. She had taken each of them under her wing, making sure their well being was looked after, at least once in those five months she's spent with them. But Sam, he was different; he seemed to be her favourite, however wrong that was, it was true. "I swear I'll wring your neck if one of those damn Krauts don't get to you first. You could've died out there on your own! Y-you... you could've been taken," she shuddered at the prior, eyes squeezing shut as she willed away the tears.

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