Enemies becoming Friends

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Evan's Flashback/ POV

"Mom...wherever you are, I hope that you are at peace.", I prayed quietly, at my mother's grave. Every Sunday, I would go to my mother's grave to visit her. My father never did. It always made me mad that he would rather be dissecting and experimenting on his subjects than to at least visit his dead wife. I never knew her, but I still visited her. The only thing that I knew about her was her name, Jacqueline.My father said that she died giving birth to me. Such a burden. The strange thing is whenever I brought her up, he would always stay silent. It's not like he killed her. I know, I read the hospital files. Maybe, he never cared about her. After all, he only cares about himself.

Delilah's POV

I noticed that something was bothering Evan. I guess I was a little harsh on him. God, my father would kill me if I felt pity for a german, especially if he was the son of Dr. Edward Richtofen. However, somewhere deep in my heart, I felt bad about myself and about Evan. "What's wrong Evan?", I said politely. Evan looked at me with wide eyes. He was so surprised that this was the first time, in three hours of walking, that I was actually nice to him. "Nothing you would understand.", he said sadly, lowering his head. I smiled sadly, as I put a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe I can, if you tell me." He was quiet for a while, still looking at the ground. He finally looked up, his green eyes filled with sadness. "I was thinking about my mother", he quietly said. I immediately took my hand off his shoulder. I didn't want to talk about that subject any further. I started walking away, until I felt Evan grab my arm. I looked at him, a little uncomfortable about this skin contact. Not that I was claustrophobic. It just felt..strange, I felt something strange. "I should ask you the same question.", Evan said. Number 1 rule for a Dempsey: Don't trust anyone, especially the enemy. Evan didn't feel like a threat, unlike the other Nazi soldiers. But he's the son of Richtofen! "It's nothing.", I lied. Evan still had his hand on my arm, looking at me with those mysterious yet good eyes of his. I sighed as I began my story.

Evan's POV

"I lost my mother, too", Delilah finally said. I widened my eyes at this. "How?", I asked, feeling pity for Delilah. Although she hasn't been anything but mean to me, since we met, I felt sadness in my heart. "Giving birth to me. Now can we go?!", she said, getting my hand off. I decided not to push her any further. After only just meeting her, she felt like a grenade, ready to explode with harsh words and unspeakable threats. "Ok.", I simply said. We started walking for a little longer, until we both decided to set up camp. I collected the firewood, while Delilah started to make a fire. I watched as she used a stick, rubbing it together, causing friction to create the fire. "Where did you learn a skill like that", I asked, filled with curiosity. She looked at me, her icy yet beautiful blue eyes, staring deep into my emerald green eyes. "A trick where I come from.", she said, stepping away from the fire. I nodded, simply because I knew it was hopless to get Delilah to talk more. Well, she's supposed to be the "hero" and I'm simply a villian in her eyes. I wonder if all Americans were like this. I noticed that Delilah was lying on the ground, her back facing me. I saw that she was hugging herself, trying to stay warm. The fire was lit, but it was close to dying out. She was asleep thay fast? I realized that I still had my lab coat on. I took it off and slowly made my way towards Delilah. I gently set my coat on top of her and I made my way back to my side. Hopefully, she'll think of me as a friend, instead of an enemy.

Delilah's POV

I slowly turned my head around, watching Evan, as he began to fall asleep. He gave me his coat because I was freezing? The general and my dad told me to never trust a nazi. However, I felt touched, by Evan's kindness. I had to thank him for this simple act of kindness. Maybe, just maybe, not all germans were nazis, trying to take over the world. Evan was....right.

Ok thats it for now. Im still worried about tomorrow, but hopefully my school will be safe and hopefully those protestors are too. Anyway, hope you enjoy. Be sure to vote, comment, and follow me. ♥Bye♥

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