Thank you to ccz with the idea of a Liebgott POV chapter! As always, thank you so so much for the reviews and everyone that favorited and/or followed this story. Please enjoy this epilogue/flashback. It's been a blast everyone!

June 1942

Camp Toccoa, Georgia

We all knew they were coming, but that didn't stop us all from gathering round to watch the show when they did.

If we thought they'd be brought over by chariot, we were sadly disappointed. The three of them arrived to the barracks in a jeep, carrying their own packs, just like the rest of us did last week. Christ, had it only been a week?

Guarnere poked me in the ribs with an elbow. "Check out the rack on the blonde."

My eyes scanned her curvy body and I smirked around my cigarette. "Well, damn. I hope she lasts long enough for a run at least."

The others snickered. Toye shook his head in disagreement. "I'm still dreamin' about the other one that walked by. Too bad she's in Dog."

Guarnere slapped a hand on his back. "Even after she waved her trench knife if your face, Joe? Christ, you're a sick man."

I chuckled with everyone else, but I tried to hide my enthusiasm for having some broads with us, at least for the time being. Helluva long time to be surrounded by a bunch of fellas. But no way they were gonna last. Yeah, if I let it show I was more than a little excited to see a few skirts, the boys would give me hell. Luz on the other hand couldn't keep still. I was beginning to think he never did.

Two of the chicks hung together, still near the jeep, but the last one, tallest of the bunch, stepped forward. I caught a quick and impatient roll of her eyes in their direction before she made her way towards us.

I caught sight of her face, and suddenly I couldn't remember how to smoke a damn cigarette. She held out a hand to the nearest man to her, Guarnere. "Private Evelyn Cassidy, medic."

Guarnere narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down before licking his lips. "Honey, I think I'm wounded." She only cocked an eyebrow and pulled back her hand.

Toye piped up. "We was told only men were gonna be medics."

Cassidy smiled back sweetly. Fuck, she was already playing us. "For now."

Luz laughed before sticking out his own hand. She waited a moment before shaking it. "Sweetheart, you and I are gonna get along just fine. George Luz. They told me I'm gonna be a radioman. Well, that is if I can survive Sobel."

Her smile widened. "Good to meet you, George. What's your bet?"

Luz got silent, something I didn't think the man was able to do. "I'm sorry?"

Her smile turned into a smirk. "For how long I last. Whatever it is, I'll beat it."

Toye rasped out a laugh. "I gave all you broads two weeks, but you gots some spunk." She waited. "Three weeks."

Guarnere chuckled and shook his head. "You're too soft, Joe. This broad ain't gonna make it a few days." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Unless you let old Guarnere here help ya out."

She snorted and raised her eyebrows. "I'm sorry, did you say your name was Gonorrhea? That's unfortunate."

I almost laughed. Almost. Something to work on, I guess.

Luz howled with laughter before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Really. We are gonna get along great." He pointed at Guarnere. "That there is Bill Guarnere, but that nickname is totally stickin'. Don't worry, he likes to think he's tough, but after a few days with him already, I can tell he's a real softie."

"Fuck off, Luz."

Luz wasn't fazed. "And there is Joe Toye. I know, the scowl seems permanent, but you already got him to laugh. Keep it up, Ev."

Cassidy laughed, and sure enough, Toye cracked a grin. Traitor.

Luz finally turned to me. I tried not to show anything when her eyes locked on mine, but, Christ, if something didn't twist in my gut. I didn't like the feeling.

"And last but not least, Joe Liebgott. Don't mind the snark, that's just him."

Cassidy held out her hand and mine twitched on its own in response but I saved my dignity when I reached for another cigarette. Lighting it, I made sure to wipe away anything on my face, replacing it with a hard smirk. Seeing it, she lowered her hand. But damn if whatever the hell she smelled like didn't drift towards me. I focused on sucking down the smoke instead of the flowery and sweet bullshit surrounding her.

"Two days."

Her face hardened before smirking back, the humor on her face gone, but damn if that broad didn't look away from me. "You're on." And even I didn't believe my bet.

I knew there were others standing there with us, but I only saw her. Staring Cassidy down, I knew I was in trouble then when she didn't look away. I swear to God my heart stopped and I was ready to transfer the fuck outta this company already. Maybe Dog would take me. That other broad and her knife might be scary, but she was nothing compared to the woman standing in front of me.

Never one to let fear get to me, I went on the defensive. "What the fuck you doin' here, Cassidy? War ain't a place for a woman."

And instead of the indignation or even hurt I expected from her, the damn broad smiled at me instead. "Same as you, Liebgott. And war isn't a place for miserable jackasses either, but you're here." And then she looked away. Moving on from me, she and Luz started to make their way around to the other men.

I tried not to follow her with my eyes but it was too goddamn hard.

Dropping the completed smoke from my mouth and crushing it with the toe of my boot, I tried to focus on what Toye and Guarnere were saying, but it was no use.

I watched as she smiled to Popeye - a man nicknamed Popeye for Christ's sake - and damn if I wasn't jealous that he was on the receiving end. But I already fucked it up. Might as well continue being an asshole. I might just get outta this war alive if she stays away.

But that wasn't going to stop me from watching her.

Christ. And I reached for another smoke.

Thank you for following the story of Joe and Evelyn! I had a wonderful time developing their relationship and I hope you liked it!