Random Randy One Shots

Letter from my love

Hey guys so this is a part two of 'Letter to my love'; hope you like it. 

October 20 1967

It is truly awful here, having to sleep in the dirt if we're lucky enough to even get some sleep. I just miss my husband and my boy so much I haven't seen them in two years I think it has been but it feels like longer. I've been trying to write to him, let him know i'm OK but our new training officer won't allow us to write a response to the letters we receive; but I want nothing more than to let him know i'm alive, I may not be OK but that's because I haven't been able to hold him or my son for so long, too long.

"Fowler, you got a letter again. Doesn't give up that friend of yours". I have mixed emotions about hearing the news my Beaumont has written to me again. On one hand i'm so happy that he hasn't given up on me but on the other hand heartbroken at how worried he is and how time and time again I've told these men that he isn't my friend he is my husband but they just never listen and laugh it off as if i'm joking.

"Thank you sir" I hurry to open it to see what my love has written and my heart swells with the nickname he continues to call me "mi amor". I know it's nothing special but it's what he calls me that makes me feel special. I read my letter, twice, and go to find my paper and led to write back to ease some of the worry he has for me but I feel a hand wrap around my wrist, I follow the length of the limb to see who it is attached to and find my best mate Robertson looking at me shocked and full of warning.

"You know what happens when we write a response" He says pointing to his black eye and bruised jaw. "Do you really want to piss off the big boss man this early in the morning and cause your husband more worry than he already has". Sonny (his name) has become my rock in here, mainly because he looks out for me but also because he acknowledges Rye as my husband and not my 'friend'.

"You're right, sorry" I say back to him looking down at my letter reading for a third time.

"Of course i'm right, it's me. Come on we got training to do for the jump". I hate training for that stupid jump not only am I afraid of heights but when I found out we had to jump off of something that got me scared but what terrified was finding out we don't have to jump off something, we have to jump out of something and that something being a frickin plane!! I wanted to run away so much you have no idea. I just wanted to go back to Rye.

"Fowler come on you're late!" I quickly pack my letter with the rest in my bag and stuff it under my bed I then grab my bag and head out to train, this is going to kill me.

November 13 1967

Today is the day we do our jump and my fear has risen 100000% as we're stood on the plane with our parachutes strapped to out backs and all of us just waiting for the green light to say go and I am not going to lie I don't know if I can do this. The only thins keeping me sane right now is the letter I have in my pocket from my beautiful husband that he sent a few days ago and Sonny stood right in front of me. He keeps reminding me that once this jump is over all we have to do is fight our way back home; he truly an amazing soldier and an amazing friend to have when almost everything else is damaged.

"OK men, everything we have done for the past two years has lead up to this moment right here. Now I cannot promise that all of you will survive down there, hell I can't even promise all of you are going to survive the jump, but one thing I can is you men are true he-"

Gone. The front of plane was completely blown off causing a fire to start at the back spreading forward; we have no other choice but to jump or die with this plane by the fire getting to us. If we're gonna jump we have to do it now before the plane hits the floor killing all of us. I just had to be the second in line didn't I, I just almost died but didn't and now I don't know what is going to happen but I do know we have to jump.

"You ready?" Sonny asks from in front of me clearly shaken up by what just happened but still trying to be brave and strong. I step forward so we're side by side and look at him in the eyes.

"Nope" I answer honestly causing him to let out a deep breathe.

"Me either" He giggles only for a second before we both turn our heads towards our unpredictable future seeing all the him being either shot from the sky or jumping to the ground from their planes. This is possible the scariest moment of my whole life I just wish it's not my last. I grab onto my pocket that contains a part of Rye before I take the leap of faith. As soon as I jump I feel a sharp pain in the side of rib and then everything just goes black.

October 14 1967

I wake up in a camp site with a nurse putting a wet clothe on my head informing someone I cannot see that I have woke up. I look down to see two officers walking towards me in uniform with a letter in their hand.

"Congratulations Fowler, you're going home" the officer on the right says to me holding out the letter in his hand.

"What??" I ask in disbelief and just utter shock too scared to even let joy sneek in incase their version of home is back to the training camp.

"You were shot Mr Fowler, we're sending you back home to your friends and family. Well done sir, you have been brave." A nurse goes to help me up but before I allow her I have to know something.

"Sonny, sorry Robertson sir, is he ok?" I don't know why I have asked, i'm too afraid to know the answer.

"Yes sir, he to has been allowed to be sent back home" Relief washes over me knowing my best friend had not died and has continued to be the brave soldier he always has been. "We're ready to take you back now if you are"

"Yes of course, please, I want to go home" I say finally letting the nurse help me out of the bed that is way too close to the ground. An officer hands me my jacket and as I put it on I hear the crumbling of paper from my pocket. I reach in to take out the letter that some how survived the jump with but it has blood and dirty over it, it doesn't matter though because I am finally going home to see my beautiful boy and my gorgeous husband.

It took us three hours but I am finally here at my front door waiting for the love of my life to open it so I can hold him again. As soon as the door opens I met with those brown eyes I have longed to see for so long fill with tears as he drops to the floor crying harder than I think he ever has before. I kneel down so we're level and he engulfs me in his arms repeating the words "I love you" over and over again; I go to reply but my words are cut off by a shout of a name I thought i'd never be called again.

"Daddy!!" My beautiful son Tommy shouts as he runs towards the door where I am still kneeling with a crying Rye in my arms. He joins onto our now group hug and buries his head in my neck with one around me and the other around his Papa.

"I love you both so much" I say as I hold them back equally as tight; I am finally home where I belong and I couldn't ask for anything more. 

JUMP FORWARD TO TOMMY'S 5th BIRTHDAY  (this will only be short) 

"Hey man glad you could make it!"

"Are you kidding, I wouldn't miss this for the world" Sonny says as he walks towards me and Rye giving us both a quick friendly hug. It's been a two years since Sonny and I got sent home from the army and he comes to visit us once or twice a month and brings his sister with him sometimes so she can meet Tommy. 

"Come on it's time for the cake" Rye says as he begins to walk away to get Tommy ready to sit at the table with all his friends and family. Me, Rye, Sonny, Brook and Jack stand behind everyone so we can get the best view of the beautiful little man in front of us smiling so wide as he looks at us and his friends all singing happy birthday to him. That is when it hints me that i'm finally home where I belong with the people I love most in this world by my side and it is such a heart warming feeling. He blows out his candles with one big huff of air and we all cheer and gives him a big family hug making us all smile wider than we ever have before. 

Hey guys, don't know if this is much  of a plot twist but hopefully a relief. Let me know what you guys think and remember no negativity will be allowed.