After The World Has Fallen ~ John Egan x Reader

How Scars Are Made

It's almost as if the world had stopped. Her heart went from racing to a steady, near death slow beating. How can the world be so cruel? Why must it make life so difficult? Hitler was a spawn of Satan and if he just accepted that his nation lost the first war, we wouldn't be in this situation. 

She's seen this same thing happen to others but never believed it would happen to her. Her leg bounced up and down, causing the table to shake with it. Almost as if there was a mini earthquake.  The interrogation room was quiet. The facial expressions twisting in misery as name after names of crews were questioned of where they went down.

Shame-faced and distraught, the crews that made it back desperately checked their maps to see the last seen coordinates of their fellow pilots.

Curt was gone. She knew that very well. Her best friend plummeted into the ground trying to save his weakening co-pilot with a soft landing. Unfortunately, it didn't go as planned.

Buck on the other hand was said to have seen parachutes come out of his plane. She had hope. Hope that he was still alive. Enemy lines or not, he wouldn't dare leave this world without making the Germans pay for the man-slaughter and heartbreak he brought to the other countries.

The tears were welling up in Y/N's eyes yet she dared not to let them fall. Not in front of the captain, not in front of anyone. She wasn't weak, she could hold herself together until the meeting was over. The worst part of it all is Bucky decided to go on a little adventure when he found out he didn't have to fly. Her comfort was out doing god knows what, while she has to listen to the 'no's' and 'we didn't mark it down'. 

The captain wasn't very pleased with losing some of his best pilots but he decided not to show it. Best not to I guess. He was clenching his jaw so tight Y/N thought he might break a few teeth. 

She couldn't last in the meeting much longer. Standing up and pushing in her chair forcefully, she made her way out of the meeting. Everyone could see how burdened she was by the news of losing her close friends but no one mentioned anything. They knew Bucky would be there for her when she got back but right now she was fragile. Almost like the vase your grandmother keeps on the dining room table. Never touch the vase.

She slammed her cabin door shut, and slid down the door. Knees pulled up to her chest and hands covering her face as she wept. The man who would do anything to ensure her safety was gone. Not to mention he could never get a proper burial. She was destroyed. Destroyed with sadness, even anger.

She thought about their times spent together and how she'll recover. He would want her to move on but how could she? He was the closest thing to a brother she had. How could she just flat out forget about him?

The plane lands on the tarmac, bumping along as it slowly comes to a halt. To say Y/N was nervous is an understatement. She fled from her family to help out the men in battle. The closest flight she could get was to a b-17 bombers base camp. She had medical experience and had a personality of gold. The captain knew she'd be a perfect fit and sent her a letter telling her she was more than welcome to join them. She happily obliged and left her house with her suitcase. All she left for her family was a note.