Band of Brothers Preferences and Imagines

Floyd Talbert Imagine #2

   I had been sitting in the grass, laying down flat on my back, staring up into the blue sky. Here in Austria, it was so peaceful. The hot sun beating on my body as I picked a dandelion, spinning it between my thumb and index finger. Holding in above my face, right in view of my eyes. I got lost in this simple motion. Enjoying the quiet. It had been so long since I heard just silence, or the beauty of nature. Birds chirping, wind blowing through the tree leaves. I let out a heavy sigh. My helmet rested to the side of me as my hands fell to my sides. These were the moments where I really got into my own thoughts. With how this war was, everything happened so fast. There never really was a chance to get to stop and think. If I did that, I'd probably get shot or blown to pieces. But now, in the silence, no bullets, no grenades, now was the time to think.

   The rest of the guys from Easy had been over a way away, all chatting among themselves. I just laid down, thinking my life over. I mean, think about it. When I was a little girl, all I wanted was to get married and be a princess or something. Now here I am, all the was in Austria after being all Europe. The first female Paratrooper. Blood, mud, and dirt caked over my skin. I haven't had a proper shower in a month and a half. My hair is knotted and I'm in a disgusting uniform. Far from a princess. And I'm still far from married.

   I turned my head and looked at the group of men about hundred feet away from me. Smiles on all their faces. Rumbles of laughter from the group roared every once and a while. My eyes fell on one specific Paratrooper. The brunette smiled as he sat next to Shifty. Ah, Floyd Talbert. The most loving boyfriend in the world. We became a couple after he got back from being stabbed from the Replacement. He wasn't the normal confident, tough guy when he asked me out. He was rather sweet. (AN: S I M P) 

   Floyd took me on a walk after we got news that we wouldn't be staying in England, and in fact we would be going right back into battle. See, on this walk he wasn't flirting like he usually would in front of his friends. Instead, poor Tab was so nervous. He started stuttering and getting all flustered. Calling me beautiful, gorgeous, 'a dime'. I think it was that night there when I saw the real Floyd Talbert, that I fell head over heels for him. And when he walked me back to the house I was stationed in, he asked me to be his girl. I have never been happier since.

  Floyd looked at me from the group, his eyes landing on mine. A grin came to his lips as I sat up, using my arms to support myself. I took a deep breath and shutting my eyes. Holding the air within my lungs for a few seconds and then exhaling it. I grabbed my helmet and threw the dandelion to the side. I placed my helmet on my head and pushed myself up so I could stand. Turning my body to the side, I began the process of walking over to my fellow Paratroopers.

  "Hey guys," I called as I walked on over to the group and sitting next to Floyd. Everyone stopped and looked at me, I felt Talbert's hand snaked around my waist and pulling me into him.

  "Hey doll, we missed you!" Floyd spoke, giving me a quick kiss before returning to what he was talking to his friends about. 

  Looking around at the group of men that surrounded me. The relationships I had built over the long years of Basic Training, Paratrooper Training, and going through this war with them. It made me think about the many losses, but it also made me think about what great bonds I had with these men. Hell, I met the love of my fucking life here. In complete chaos, something good came out of it. I couldn't help but smile as I looked at the man that had his hand tightly around my waist. I knew Floyd Talbert was my soulmate. The man I was meant to be with. The man I was going to marry.

  The men all were calm. Everyone was smiling, laughing, and chatting with each other. Even Roe! I was happy I joined this war. No matter what hardships I had been through. The people I lost. These men that sat around me, were my family. All these hard years of horror, pain, and sadness. For moments just like this. I would never change it for the world.

  I snuggled right into Floyd's side and rested my head on his built shoulder. I looked up at him and he turned to look down at me. A goofy grin on his lips as he took off my helmet and ran a hand through my hair. I could hear the men cracking jokes and teasing, but I knew that Floyd could care less. I was his world, and he was mine. I felt his lips press against mine softly and he pulled away.

  "Once we get home, I'm dropping on one knee and putting a ring on that finger. And I mean that very damn minute we step off that fucking boat," he whispered. I smiled and kissed him once more.

  "I would very much love that."