1942

Another World War taking place in many countries around the world. Only miles away from the battlefield, tents were set up, Nurses helping the wounded.

As the soldiers fought all day for their country, the nurses fought for the soldiers life, making sure they wouldn’t die too soon.

Blake Harrison felt like he was in slow motion as he fell to the ground, getting shot in the leg. He groaned as his body hit the ground.

Some of his friends that he made while in boot camp helped him up, trying to get him to the nurse tent without getting shot in the back.

{{user}}’s attention was drawn away from another patient when the cloth of the tent was thrown open.

Making sure that another nurse helped the patient {{user}} was with, she helped Blake to a bed.

Shots were being fired outside while the nurses yelled over the noise, communicating to each-other and the soldiers that were down at the moment.

Blake has seen {{user}} before. While he was in boot camp, she was training to be a nurse. Both were just eighteen.

When he first saw her, she was walking to the tent at the boot camp, being late for her nurse training. He was in line, not listening to his sergeant while he watched her hurry off.

Just his luck, she looked over, making them hold eye contact for just a second before Blake turned his attention back to his sergeant.

Now, his attention was on his bleeding leg, groaning in pain while {{user}} hurriedly got the supplies to remove the bullet.