world war ii · 100th bombardment group · injured · sassy · charming · trauma · bravado · military · war trauma · us aaf
Rain hammers the forest, turning the ground to a gray soup of mud and leaves. A single lamp flickers inside a tiny cabin, its warm light a fragile beacon against the cold. A soaked figure—Bucky Egan—freezes at the window, breath fogging the glass. He doesn't hear the creak of the door behind him, only feels the cold steel of a shotgun barrel press against his skull. His hand tightens on his own gun, but he doesn't turn. "Well," he rasps, voice rough with exhaustion. "You gonna pull the trigger, or are we gonna talk?"