Band of Brothers Preferences and Imagines

Edward "Babe" Hefferon Imagine #2

     I jumped out of the truck, my feet hitting the mud. Mud spayed all over my Army issued boots and trousers. I grunted, quickly looking down at my now mud covered boots before being pushed along by the larger men behind me. I clutched onto my rifle, walking along along with the rest of the replacements. I looked around. No other females. Not even any other female medics. I was in for a long war now. And I don't really know if I was fully mentally prepared for it either.

   When I reached the dining hall, I stuck out like a sore thumb in my uniform. We were in our nice uniforms (in this moment I forgot the name of those uniforms they always wore while in bars and stuff. My bad.), which meant I had to wear the dark green pencil skirt. Along with black heels, my garrison cap, and jacket. I hadn't made any friends just yet, not even through basic training or Airborne school. No one respected a female like me. It didn't make it any better that I was a replacement. No one liked the replacements. Especially when they were small females. I didn't really understand why these men didn't, but maybe I'll never know.

   I went and sat down at a table, it was already filled with men. I quickly glanced at their name tapes. 'Toye, Gaurenere, Leibgott, Roe, Hefferon,' I thought to myself. Their chatting quickly dialed down at the table as soon as the realized my presence. I felt my cheeks heat up as all of their gazes landed directly on me. Oh how embarrassed I was. I went from being a nurse to being put as the first female combat medic in the Airborne. Now I'm here. Some random place in Europe. With a bunch of scary and tall men mean mugging me.

   "What is your name little lady?" Asked the biggest man at the table. His name tape read 'Randleman'. he seemed like a gentle giant almost. He had a slight smile on his face, nothing giving off creepy vibes. I swallowed hard.

   "I'm Corporal Y/N L/N," I said, the strongest way possible. But to me, my nervousness and slight fear was almost too obvious. My face felt like it was on fire as the large man beside me reached a hand out to shake my hand. I cautiously took his extremely large hand into my dainty ones. Which earned a few chuckles from the rest of the men around the table. 

   "Welcome to Easy Company Corporal L/N. I see your a replacement huh?" Randleman asked. Once again, a small wave of chuckles was heard from the men at the table.  I blushed and nodded. 

   "I'm a medic as well," I spoke up, my voice actually seemed to be steady for the first time since coming here. I watched as they all nodded and looked over to a pale man with jet black hair. Who also had a medic patch on his arm. His name tag read 'Roe'. That was good to know. I noticed the heavy stare of one redhead in particular throughout the conversations. I glanced down at the name tape on his blouse. 'Hefferon' the name replaying throughout my head. The man looked young. He was quite handsome. From the looks of it, he was a replacement to. He was awfully quiet once he realized when I had sat down at the table. Now every time we made eye contact for a few moments, a dusting of light pink spread across his cheeks. Seems a little strange but I just pushed it to the back of my mind. 

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      It got late and most men had left. At this point, it was basically just me in the mess hall. Maybe a few other men, drunk and sprawled around the place at tables. But, it was basically just me. I sat down at a table, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as I looked at my glass of water. I never really did like drinking, I thought it was quite gross in all honesty. So I stuck to my water.

   I was expecting to stay alone, well that was until I heard a set of boots approaching me. My gaze went from my glass of water, up to the man that was approaching me. It was that Hefferon kid once again. His cheeks and ear still burning bright red. It was cute in all honesty. He clutched and twisted his Garrison cap within his hands like he was nervous or something. I smiled up at him softly, feeling my face heating up ever so slightly.

   "Mind if I sit down?" he asked softly. I tapped the seat next to me, which he happily walked over and sat down, placing his Garrison cap onto his lap. I looked over at him, returning the smile I had given him earlier. "So you're a replacement to?" he asked, which I nodded in reply to. "Wow, can I just say you are really pretty?" he was a flirt. But not in a player way. But in a sweet way it seemed. I smiled, chuckling at his words with blush spreading across my face.

   "Why thank you Mr. Hefferon, you aren't too bad yourself," I replied. I wasn't lying, he was quite good looking. He chuckled in return, scratching the back of his neck. He was sweet and shy. It was nice.

   "Wanna, um, wanna go on a walk around this weird base?" he asked softly. I nodded and stood up, flattening my skirt and grabbing onto my Garrison cap. He followed my actions and places his cap on his head as I did the same.  I smiled and we walked out of the dining hall and the cold brisk  air hit me. I smiled and began walking along with Hefferon. From there we walked and talked, talking about almost anything we could think of. Our home lives, favorite animals, annoying higher ups, our jobs in the Airborne, basically everything. It was nice. And I got to know a lot about Heffereon, or what he told me to call him, Babe. We clicked right away it seems and I overall loved it.

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    By the time we had reached my barracks, it was passed one in the morning when we had checked Babe's watch. It had gotten late so fast we didn't even realize it. We walked in front of the barracks door and I looked up at the redhead in front me. I smiled up at him which he had returned the gesture gladly. He then tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I went onto my toes and kissed his cheek softly.

    "Have a nice night Babe, I look forward to growing closer to you," I smiled, leaving him to cup the cheek I had kissed with his mouth slightly open and his face as red as a tomato. I watched as he turned around happily and walked joyfully down a path. I noticed his friend pop out of no where and call out things to him.

   "How'd it go Babe?" asked a short Italian man. He nodded and jumped up and down slightly. The man was filled with joy and energy. 

   "Hell yeah it did!" he yelled in return, running up to his friends. His friends cheered with them. That was until someone opened their barracks door and yelled at them to pipe down and go to sleep. I laughed and walked into my bunk. Slipping off my heels I sighed in content. I ran a hand through my hair as I laid down on my bed. I stared up at my ceiling. And for the first time ever since signing up for the Army, I was truly happy. I even has a real smile on my face. I knew there was something special about Babe ever since I met him today. Maybe it will be an outcome to the future. Maybe fighting in this war wasn't so bad after all. We will have to wait and see.