When Victoria Smith meets a charming young gentleman named James Nicholls, she believes she has met the love of her life. For two years, she feels like the world is at peace. But, when WW1 begins, she and her darling husband are driven apart by the war. James has promised to return to Victoria, but it's a promise he might not be able to keep. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters affiliated with War Horse. This is loosely based off of the movie, as it only follows Captain Nichols' story. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad (excluding websites like fanfiction.net and AO3--in that case please contact me immediately so I can deal with the plagiarism.) you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attck. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form, please got to jackskellingtonrulz5's Wattpad page. Thank you.

"We regret to inform you that your husband, Captain James Nicholls, was killed in action, on September 19th, 1914." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And I could feel the child inside me crying with the pain of having to come into this world fatherless.

Siblings enlist to help with the war effort. One to fight and the other to heal. But as they both find out war is a horrible thing. As a nurse Dorothy sees the worst of what man can do to each other. But the company of a certain Captain makes her job a little more bearable.