Disclaimer: Just for fun and not at all a way to discredit what the men of Easy Company fought for. The concept of these stories are fictional.
Ongoing
I'll take any requests :)
(Willing to write about The pacific as well!)
All gifs are from tumblr
"May I come in?" You knocked on the door which was halfway open.
You were assigned to the 101st Airborne as a replacement combat medic. It was D-day plus six, and you felt like an outsider looking in.
The fact that Easy Company was already down a medic after only six days in combat did frighten you, but you knew this was your divine calling.
"Come in." You heard a monotone voice. "Ill be right with you." the man said as he tended to a leg wound. The Aide Station was filled with sleeping bodies of men resting off their injuries.
"Oh, let me help." You removed your helmet, holding it under your arm as you handed him bandages from the side table.
"Thank you." He nodded. He couldn't help but notice your immense beauty. The way your long brunette hair laid over your shoulder, complementing your uniform. He stared at you for a few seconds too long.
you looked at him curiously before he shook it off and continued his duty.
"What was that about?" You thought to yourself.
You stood to the side as he finished stitching the area.
"You must be Doc (L/n)." He wiped his hands before extending one out to you. "Im Eugene Roe."
You shook his hand. "Pleasure to meet you Eugene."
He grinned ever so slightly. "So do you have any prior medical experience?" He started washing the medical utensils on the table in front of him.
You sat your helmet down and joined in to help next to him. "Yes actually. I was attending college to obtain my nursing degree, and then Hitler invaded Europe and well, now I'm here." You looked around the room.
