We've been through the war together

Chapter 15

N/A Ok last chapter tonight/ this Morning I am getting really tired, but good news is that I found my blackberry and yes it was right under my nose it was on my desk, right on top of my desk I dont know how I didnt see it anyway I have a feeling if I stay up much longer I am ether going to fall asleep or start to spell random words wrong so yeah here is the last chapter please read/Comment/Vote/Follow I really am surprised that I am almost, almost at 50 reads <3 <3 thanks so much for sharing your feedback on it <3 Happy Readings Ya'll <3 

Elizabeth’s POV

After my talk with James I was almost positive I was having a baby I even looked at myself it the mirror just to make sure. I fell asleep that night thinking of James and wondering if our baby was going to be a boy or a girl, or twins what would I name it, I was so exited but still I slept peacefully enough that I wasn't woke up so I got up refreshed and kept going about my business in the month and a half that I worked here almost the whole of the kids had been discharged only one remained, Eleanor Johnson the girl with round glasses and short curly dark hair that reminded me of my own sat at the window watching children play across the street longing in her deep green eyes to play amongst them but knew even if she was to go outside to play with them their mothers would treat her like swine thinking she would infect their children and hide them from her she looked out with a tear dripping down her little tiny face “Eleanor, mind if I call you Ellie” I said sitting down next to her “Ellie, my mum use to call me Ellie, back when she loved me” she said with tears dripping from her face “what do you mean loved as in the past but not any more” I asked hugging her “One night when the bombs were falling I woke up to hide I had gotten polio the day before I screamed for help knowing I couldn't run for help” she cried hugging me tighter “then what happened?” I asked feeling as though I was being cast into Ellie’s mind

Ellie’s POV (1941)

That eerie whirling sound started up again, in the impoverished streets of London it was the hight of the blitz and I bolted upright suddenly feeling a sharp pain travel from a point in my upper back all the way down to the tips of my toes. I looked out my window and watched as bombs fell on the streets causing smoke and fire to fly into the sky “MAMA HELP ME” I yelled knowing I couldn't move myself I struggled and struggled but it was no use I couldn't move at all I was stuck suddenly I heard mama and the other children running downstairs to shelter “MAMA PLEASE I NEED HELP” I screamed louder hoping she would come back for me “NO YOU FILTHY SWINE IF I BRING YOU WITH US YOU WILL INFECT US ALL I WOULD RATHER YOU DEAD ELEANOR” Mama yelled up the stairs slamming the door shut I screamed and cried trying to get off my bed but it was useless I was just tiring myself out I finally gave up and marked myself for death just then there was a tap on the window I looked to see a man he had grey hair and blue eyes his face was old but his heart was kind I shoved the glasses on my face and studied him he was pointing at the notches to open up the window I wanted to move, I wanted to let him in, anything would be better than waiting for my death I pointed to my legs, he seemed to know what I meant so he took a brick from the edge of the house and threw it through the window he smiled at me then picked me up and brought me across town to a hospital “thank you sir you saved me” I said looking at him “We will work to make your legs move again here you will stay until you can move again” he said carrying me to a polio ward and resting me down on one of the beds so much comfier than my own I instantly drifted off to sleep.

The longer I stayed at the hospital the more apparent it became that I wasn't exactly healing properly my legs had started to bend and become deformed at the house and only more so until they put me in the braces, I hated them, but I would heal in them, only time would tell how long that would take. 

Elizabeth’s POV

After hearing Ellie’s story I cried she nuzzled in close to my side hugging me tightly “I swear someday you will shine like a star” I said hugging her “So what about you Mrs. Smith she said with a smile “Well you will be one of the first to know this other than my husband, but you must pinky-promise not to tell anyone” I said holding out my pinky “I promise” she accepted wrapping her stubby little finger around my long ones “Ok Well my real parents got killed not long after we moved here I went to live with foster parents soon I found an old friend of mine Mr. Smith and that same day his parents got bombed and killed so he came to live with my foster parents and I and I have been with him ever since, and you know what we are having a baby” I said to Ellie “Yay I am so happy for you, you would be a great mother” she said, she was 16 years old and was a great friendly girl in the hospital, she always found ways to get on her feet and help us out she inspired me in the strangest of ways, mostly because I knew she inspired me I just didn't know how!