Hey guys! Well here it is, the last chapter. Anyway I would like to thank the following…
LouiseJames, hodhod2011danger, Dreamcloud123, Aella Leto, Molly, Liliesshadow and LillianaKay2011. And a special thanks to my girl Heartbeat77. Love you!
Thanks all and enjoy!

"Luz, why did you make me dress like this?" Adriana asked pulling nervously at the soft, red fabric.

"Come on," he said taking her hand and pulling her toward him and holding up a blindfold.

"And what do you think you're going to do with that?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Jesus you think you'd trust me after we spend all of World War II together," he said under his breath as he tied the cloth behind her head. "Now come on."

Luz led the way down the street and suddenly the noise of the street was gone and the ground was squishy under her red heels.

"Luz what's going on?" she asked grasping his hand tightly and trying to pull the blindfold off.

"Stop it," he said slapping her hand away. "You'll see."

"Where are you taking me?" she asked desperately trying to see through the thick cloth.

"We're here."

"Can I take the blindfold off?" she asked as he pulled his hand out of hers.

There was no response for a second then Luz answered from her left. She quickly pulled the cloth from her face. For a second she blinked to adjust her eyes to the dim light. They were outside in a small clearing. The huge, gnarled trees stretched their old limbs out above Adriana, seeming to try and touch one another. Up the tree trunks and out across the branches were little lights twinkling gently. There were paper lanterns hung off the limbs as well. Their combined light made the little clearing cheerful. There were flowers with pastel petals growing up around the trunks of the trees and the bright grass contrasted sharply with the washed out colors. The clearing was relatively large and Adriana was standing at one end and Luz was in the middle.

Luz was wearing a black blazer with a white button down shirt. He was tieless, wearing black slacks and no shoes.

"Luz," Adriana said, mouth falling open. "How did you do all of this?"

"I had a little help," he said with a cheeky smile.

As he said it, eighteen figures stepped from the shadows on the other side of the trees. At first Adriana was confused until she met the piercing blue gaze of Buck Compton. Instantly the other men's faces came into sharp focus and Adriana let out a cry of delight. Adriana threw herself into the arms of Buck, who was closest to her. For a few minutes there was a whir of excitement as she was passed from man to man until she reached the only other woman who was on Liebgott's arm.

"Hattie!" she cried, throwing herself at the tall woman. "Hattie you look beautiful!"

She backed up and held her friend at arm's length. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress with ruffles around the bottom, top and up the left side of the front skirt. Adriana glanced around the circle of men. Buck, Perconte, Bull, Babe, Lip, Doc Roe, Malarkey, Winters, Nixon, Martin, Talbert, Toye, Guarnere, Shifty, Liebgott, Hattie and even Speirs were smiling at her.

"Well Jesus boys, you all clean up good!" Adriana said smiling widely at them. "So what the hell are you all here for?"

They all glanced around at each other then Luz.

"What you didn't tell her?" Perconte asked hitting his friend on the shoulder.

"She hasn't shut up since she saw all of you," Luz answered him.

"Tell me what?" Adriana asked looking at Luz.

Luz smiled at Perconte then took Adriana by the hand. He pulled her away from the circle of men.

"Adriana I have loved you since the day I met you. Since I first hit you in the face with a rolled up sock at Toccoa."

"Almost hit her," Toye reminded him. "You're not that great of a shot."

Luz glared at him, then turned his attention back to Adriana.

"I have loved you since I ALMOST hit you with a sock."

Adriana laughed.

"No you didn't," Adriana said waving a hand.

He grabbed it out of the air.

"I did. You wanna know the first thing I thought when I saw you?"

"Muck get over here you bastard!" Luz shouted vaulting over a cot and chasing his friend around the room.

He jumped up on a bed and aimed a rolled up sock at Muck and threw it as hard as he could. Muck ducked as the sock soared over his head, and right across the face of someone walking in. At first, Luz thought it was Sobel or Sink, but it wasn't. It was a man Luz had never seen.

"Wait, wait, you loved me the first time you saw me? I was pretending to be a man the first time you saw me," Adriana said getting a snicker from the surrounding men.

"I thought it was strange too," Luz said rolling his eyes. "Anyway…"

He was strangely feminine. So much so that Luz found him attractive. His cheekbones were high with a small pointy nose. His jaw line was strangely defined and his cheeks, oddly hairless.

"Whoa easy Luz, you almost hit the new guy!" Muck said jogging to him. "Hey new guy. The names Muck."

"Adrian," he said and shook his hand.

His voice was strange. He was either far too young to be in the army, and trying to disguise his voice, or he was a woman trying to disguise his voice.

"That asshole who almost took off your nose is George Luz. He doesn't have the best aim."

Luz didn't even respond to Muck's jab. He was too busy watching 'Adrian.' He was pretty for a guy. His eyes were a blue grey and his helmet sat strangely on his head, like his hair was too big. Luz shook his head trying to get rid of the feeling that was sitting in the pit of his stomach, but it wouldn't leave.

"It never went away," Luz said finishing the story.

Adriana had her eyebrows raised.

"So you would have been gay for me, had I actually been a man?"

Luz shrugged.

"I suppose so."

Adriana raised her eyebrows.

"Luz you're crazy."

"I know," Luz said kneeling in front of her. "Would you like to see how crazy I get around our kids someday?"

Adriana suddenly realized what was happening and tears sprung to her eyes.

"Oh Luz-" she said quietly.

"Adriana Roosevelt, will you be with me forever?"

"Oh Luz," she whispered again. "Yes of course I will!"

She threw herself at him, knocking them both to the ground. Luz rolled them over and cupped her face in his hands and captured her lips. For a moment they kissed until Perconte tapped him on the back of the head.

"You aint official until you have this buddy," he reminded Luz.

Luz smiled and took the little black box from his friend and turned to Adriana. He set her on her knees and he got on his across from her. She clenched her hands together in anticipation as she watched him open the box with trembling fingers.

"Adriana Roosevelt, will you marry me?"

She held back her cry of delight, nodded vigorously and stuck out her left hand. He grinned and extended her long fingers. For a moment he held them there, looking at them. He had seen so many things on those fingers, but never a ring. Those long, thin fingers had shot a gun, thrown grenades, choked the life from someone and held blood in people's bodies. As he looked he could still see the faintest stain of crimson around her fingernails. That same stain was on every person's nails in that circle. So many nights he had held her small, fragile hands, telling her it would be alright. Promising her they would get home. Luz looked at his own hands. As he felt her hand in his, he felt the same calluses on her palms as were on his. They were the same. They had been through the same shit and Luz realized at that moment that he would never love anyone else. How could he? Not many other women had been through the same war as him. Not many other women could hold him in the night when he woke from a nightmare about Normandy or Holland or Foy and remember what it was like. No other woman could tell him she knew how he felt and mean it. Then another thought possessed him. He would never want to love another. He wanted Adriana. He would have wanted her even if he could have had any woman in the world.

"I love you Adriana Roosevelt."

"I love you George Luz."

Buck Compton became a prosecutor in Los Angeles. He convicted Sir han Sir han in the murder of Robert Kennedy and was later appointed to the California court of appeals.

Johnny Martin returned to his job at the railroad, and then started his own construction company. He splits his time between Arizona and a place in Montana.

Doc Roe died in Louisiana in 1998. He had been a construction contractor.

Frank Perconte returned to Chicago and worked a postal route as a mail man.

Bull Randlmen went into the earth moving business in Arkansas.

Floyd Talbert they all lost touch with after that. Everyone but Adriana. She and Talb remained close friends until his death in 1981.

Carwood Lipton became a glassmaking executive in charge of factories all over the world. He has a nice life in North Carolina.

Harry Welsh married Kitty Grogan and became an administrator for the Wilksbury Pennsylvania school system.

Not surprisingly, Ronald Speirs stayed in the army, served in Korea, and in 1958 returned to Germany as Governor of Spandau prison. He retired a Lt. Colonel.

Lewis Nixon had some tough times after the war. He was divorced a few times, then in 1956 he married a woman named Grace and everything came together for him. He spent the rest of his life with her traveling the world until his death in 1995.

Dick Winters took up Nixon's job offer and was a personnel manager at the Nixon Nitration works until he was called back into service in 1950 to train officers and Rangers, but he chose not to go to Korea. He'd had enough of war. He stayed around Hershey Pennsylvania where he finally found a farm. A little peaceful corner of the world.

Joe Liebgott returned to San Francisco and drove his cab, then on April 30th 1946, a year to the day since Adolf Hitler killed himself, he married Hattie McDurman. They did indeed have a lot of 'little Liebgotts running around.' They had two boys and three girls.

George Luz, married Adriana Roosevelt on June 6th 1946, three years after they jumped into Normandy. He and Adriana had three children; a girl named Madeline Grace, and twin boys named Bill and Joe. As a testament to his character, 1600 people attended his funeral in 1998. Adriana outlived her husband by two years, dying on January first 2000.

No matter what any of them did with their lives after the war, they all were grateful they got to enjoy a life without it, and they never forgot about their brothers who died and were buried in Normandy, Holland, France and Germany.

Ok guys that's it! I seriously cried a little bit. The end took me this long because I was trying to get a PERFECT ending. I think I did pretty good, but tell me what you guys think on how I did on the ending. I'm really sad for it to be over, but hey maybe I can work on another BOB story… I'm open to suggestions guys!

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