15 men were called on for a night patrol to capture germans for some answers. winters wanted liebgott, chuck, popeye, skinny, babe, jackson, garcia, cobb, alley, shifty, webster, jones, vest, martin, and most shockingly me
winters wanted me on patrol do to my light feet and quickness to jump the germans, but boy did spiers have a fit. spiers and i have been close since tacooa and this drew the line for him. i sat outside the office, with a broken door, hearing him yell at the new commander.
"she is fucking sick, i know this is a mission we can't fuck up, but i will not allow her to go on this patrol," spiers yelled at winters, "not even the men will allow it"
winter sighed understanding spiers frustration, but it needed to be done and i was willing to except that. the better solider we have, the more successful this mission will be to get the germans talking to end this goddamn war.
the men did not agree with me coming along. lipton and i had just gotten over peunomia and i was still not in good condition whatsoever.
we all sat at the old dinning room table, one by one the 15 men who were called on this patrol walked in.
i sat in between chuck and popeye who looked around trying to decided who should lead the patrol.
"no way," chuck said who sat next to liebgott, "not on his first day". the room fell silent as the men nodded in agreement.
"well, do you see any other officer here?" liebgott muttered sarcastically. i looked at Jones who looked sad and offended, but i agreed that having someone with only new training skills could not lead. a group of footsteps came around the corner. it was cobb, skinny, garcia and alley. they looked at each other and sighed shaking their head. popeye looked up at cobb and cobb answered dryly, "what?"
"they call you guys in too?" popeye asked the group who walked in. allye stood in doorway until making a futher enterance, he looked around the table and his eyes landed on me. he was clearly happy that i was coming along, along with the other men who noticed him looking at you.
"so, who's in charge of this bullshit?" alley's eyes looking around at the men and slowly looked back at jones rolling his eyes.
"no he aint" chuck said sternly. jones looked back at the group who continued to talk about him.
"well if he aint, then its you chuck. Or shifty or moe" babe said rather calmly.
"well, that'd be better" lieb answered.
alley's eye's moved back to me, "can someone tell me why the fuck y/n is here?"
i sighed and looked over at alley who had a hint of sadness and annoyed look on his face.
"i decided to take the spot for the patrol, i'll be fine" i said tiredly. i looked back down at my lap, feeling the long stares the guys were giving me. though i looked clean after our long showers, i still looked and felt like crap, and it was not settling with the guys.
"10 hutt!!" Jones suddenly called out. the men stood up halfway until winters, spiers, and nixion came walking in, "as you were" winter said rather quickly.
the boys all plopped back down, putting their feet on the table and taking out smokes.
"gentalmen, lady" winters spoke after a long silence
"sir"
"sir
"sir" came the response from all of us back to winters
"as you can see we've assembled 16 of you here for this prisoner snatch tonight, 0100." winters started in a soft, calm demeanor voice calming the tension in the room.
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Easy Company (Imagines)
FanfictionWelcome to my other imagine book!! These imagines will be with the whole gang of Easy. Each imagine will be different scenes at different times of the HBO series. Not all will be directly specific from the show because, of course, I will, or you guy...