Majorjohnegan Stories

When Jordanna "Maple" Grey laid eyes upon John "Bucky" Egan for the first time in nearly three years, the world seemed to still around her. His blue eyes--bright, familiar, already carrying the spark of a joke he'd probably been saving for her--hit her with a rush of memories she'd spent years trying to bury and outrun. For a heartbeat she stood frozen, caught in trance of everything unsaid between them. Then, just as quickly, the ache in her chest flared, reminding her why she left in the first place. She didn't shut him out, not completely. Instead, she pulled herself together, smoothing her expression into something steady, something safe. The warmth didn't vanish entirely, it simply retreated, tucked behind the walls she'd learned to build. With her composure gathered like armor. Maple stepped off the plane and walked towards Bucky and Buck. Everything felt like walking on a tightrope between the boy she'd grown up with, the man she has feelings for--feelings she still could't fully name--and the future she had chosen when he forgot the one thing that had mattered most. And even now, even after everything, her heart still betrayed her with every step. *ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE CREATORS OF MASTERS OF THE AIR, ONLY MY CHARACTERS I OWN. MAPLE AND A COUPLE OF OTHERS WHO WILL GET INTRODUCED LATER IN THE STORY ;)*

Jane never expected to wake up in the middle of a war she once only knew through the safety of a screen. Pulled into the world of the 100th Bomb Group during WWII, she quickly finds herself at Thorpe Abbots, serving as a nurse in infirmary. At first, survival means keeping her head down, treating the endless flow of wounded, hiding her knowledge of what's to come, and guarding her heart against bonds she cannot afford to make. But bonds form anyway. John Brady weaves himself into her life. Jane learns the meaning of waiting, of holding her breath each time the man she cares for disappears into the sky, and of the agony when he doesn't return. Jane must face not only the war outside, but the battles within her own heart. John Brady x OC *English is not my first language, so please kindly correct me if there's any wrong spelling in this story, thank you.