Pitschen ma en gamba - Small, but powerful [A Band of Brothers Story]

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A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating yesterday, but I had to be in about three places at the same time... So that's why I'm only posting this chapter now.

On another note: Have any of you watched Avengers Infinity War yet? I'm dying to talk about it since most of my friends haven't seen it yet...

Sorry, enough bla bla. On with the story

The Germans were long gone when they left the barn at first light. Ella was still a bit unsteady on her feet, but the hammering in her head had lessened a little. She watched silently while Bull collected the dog tags of their fallen.

When they came to one of the trenches, they saw Private Miller lying there, rifle still clutched in his hand, head gaping open. The brunette sat down on the edge of the trench and sighed sadly. Miller had been a good kid and, like all the others that had died, way too young. I hoff er hät sin Frida gfunda, wo au immer er jez ish.

The sound of a jeep made her look up. As it approached, the machine gunner pointed his weapon at them, ready to shoot. Bull calmly raised his rifle in greeting, signalling that they were allies. He helped the girl up and kept a hand on her back as they walked over.

They told the driver that they were looking to find Easy Company.

"They're camped out not too far from here", the driver informed them. Glancing at their tired, dirty and bloody faces, he added: "Hop in."

The two siblings in arms gladly obliged, Ella settling in the middle between Bull and the driver.

"What the hell happened to you?", the gunner asked as they started driving.

"He got hit by a piece of exploding tank, I got shot in the head", the brunette explained, carefully tipping her head back to grin up at the baffled soldier.

***

They came across Bull's squad not long afterwards. Hoobler was the first to reach them, a shit-eating grin on his face. "Where the fuck you been?", he asked, almost giddy with relief.

"Glad to see you boys", Bull said, smiling.

When they saw the blood on Ella's face, hair and uniform, their eyes grew wide as saucers. "Oh my god! Are you okay?", Garcia gasped.

She smiled lightly, touched by their concern. "Sure, nothing serious."

"Nothing serious?", Webster sputtered. "Your head is bleeding!"

"Not anymore. It's just a graze", she assured them. The shock and panic faded from their faces, the happy, relieved smiles returning.

The driver glanced at the two soldiers they had picked up in Nuenen before looking back to the five men that obviously belonged to Easy Company. "You wanna save the hen party for later?", he questioned, his grumble rather unconvincing because the corners of his mouth just wouldn't stay down.

"Mount up, we don't have all day", his colleague in the back added, amused smirk evident in his tone.

The guys piled into the back, balancing precariously on the small bed of the jeep.

"Sweet ride, Sarge", Cobb grinned.

Ella and Bull simply traded a knowing look and chuckled.

***

Dukeman walked over to where Johnny was talking with Skinny and Ramirez. "Hey, Johnny, look." He indicated something behind them with a jerk of his head.