Ok i have to admit i am kinda winging this. I do have a plot! Honest, i do. I just need to figure out how it fully works.

I'm not filling you - as the reader - with much confidence am i? Sorry! I'm rambling. Be fair i was totally in two minds about even uploading this ¬_¬

All right; well basically the appearance of this story comes from me watching war documentaries and reading war articles online. Which is a common thing for me to do.

Then i thought; "Heck, i refuse to let an awesome character die." ...I.e; Captain James Nicholls. Which yes, i know this thought is completely random considering. But come on...most people i know wanted him to live! xD

So, enjoy. Sorry if it sucks or whatevs! Thank you for reading anyhow! :D

01

Walking along the street it was hard for Arthur not to marvel slightly over the numerous similar uniformed men which were adorning the pavements.

Readjusting his grip on his bag – which was flung simply over his shoulder – he continued on until he stopped when his name was being called.

Before him stood a teenage boy seemingly pleading with a man not to older than himself, and behind him the cheering and calling continued. By now the two males in front of him looked over in his direction confused.

Even the horse which was beside the officer looked over confused.

Running a hand down his face Arthur turned and watched a curly black haired woman run towards him. She stopped and leant against her knees, she dropped her small case in the process.

"Dot," Arthur said while turning to her. "Any luck?"

"No." Dot stood back up straight and smiled lightly. Arthur looked over her appearance and nodded slowly. The woman before him was his sister, she was younger than him by a mere five minutes. They were twins and near inseparable.

At the point in time between the two getting separated Dot was actually trying to find the other nurses which were required to travel to the temporary field hospitals. She hadn't managed to find them which caused her to run after her brother calling his name.

"You?" She poised the question while raising her eyebrows at him. Her green eyes didn't leave the figure of her brother. It seemed that the magnitude of soldiers milling around them didn't interest her. On the contrary, the amount gathered effected her in a way she couldn't describe.

Arthur nodded his head slyly backwards, getting the hint Dot peered over his shoulder and eyed up the officer and the boy – who were still in deep conversation – rolling her eyes up to her brothers she smiled slowly.

"Have you ever ridden before?"

"No." Arthur huffed and flung his bag over from his shoulder and put it on the ground in front of them. "And you bloody know it! Wipe that smug look off of your face please."

"You are so charming and well spoken to your dear sister." Dot smiled.

"Dorothy Martha Blake do not get wise with me." Arthur said in a mock scolding tone, she smiled lightly and let out a quiet laugh. They had both used tones which their mother had used on them in their youth.

"The boy's leaving. You should go talk to him." Dot nodded her head, Arthur looked down at her plainly. "Yes?"

"I do not need you to point out the obvious to me. Why do you not go find the other nurses?"

"Because I do not know where they are."

"Why do you not ask him?" At this Arthur yet again nodded backwards.

"You're scared to approach a fellow soldier? For shame on you," Dot eyed her brother up and then fidgeted from one foot to the other.

"What's stopping you?"

"It's the horse." Dot said and then narrowed her eyes when Arthur let out a laugh. Admittedly Dot had a horrible fear of horses which stemmed down to a childhood accident. Just to stop his insistent, sarcastic laughter Dot stomped a booted foot on the ground. She reached down and picked up her case and with a determined disposition walked slowly over to the man and the horse.

Dot frowned, she could still mentally hear her brother laughing at her. Shaking her head and stopping a few paces away, she eyed up the horse.

"Is there a reason as to why you are staring at my horse with such a suspicious gaze?" A curious voice questioned.

Shaking her head yet again Dot turned her gaze from the horse, against her inner voice which was less than pleased to be so close to such an animal, to the man holding the reins. In her minds eye, and the inner voice within her, she shouldn't take her gaze away from the horse.

"I am sorry," Dot apologised quickly with a smile. "I was actually wondering if you could help me?" She added in while taking a big step back when the horse decided to turn and gaze at her more closely.

Revenge, Dot thought. It was staring at her with a suspicious yet curious gaze much like she had with it. Hearing a quiet laugh she narrowed her eyes to the man, "Do you mind?" Dot questioned if she could she would have crossed her arms, yet her hands still clutched onto the handles of her case.

"Sorry," the man said while lifting his blue eyes from the horse to her. "You do not like horses I take it?"

"It's that obvious?"

"The only way you could make it more obvious is if you opted to converse from the other side of the street." The man paused and looked across the road. "Although I doubt that'd fair well."

"Why?" Her question got answered by a pointed finger. Following the line of his arm Dot made a noise. There were more horses over there too.

"You asked for my help earlier on," the man said while running a hand over the horses neck. "What is it you need help with?" He asked getting the conversation simply back on track.

"Well," she started and then looked over her shoulder. "The cavalry?" Dot smiled and got a raised eyebrow in return. "Not for me!" She laughed and then shook her head, obviously, she thought. Letting out a sigh she nodded her head backwards.

"My brother." Dot looked over her shoulder, by now Arthur had taken to talking to some fellow soldiers. It was then that she figured out that he'd also been thrown off about approaching a man with a horse.

Shaking her head Dot looked back to the man; "Sorry I spaced out." She said embarrassed, her thoughts were to busy reeling over the fact that her brother had also got a fear of the slightly magnificent four legged animal in front of her.

"I said he can go over there." The man in front of her said simply while nodding over to a small group of men and about three horses.

"Thank you," Dot smiled and then looked around. "Can you help me with something else?"

"I will try." She got a smile in return along with the answer. Nodding slowly she took one last look around and then turned to him.

"Where are the nurses?" Her question caused a alarmed look to flit onto the man's face.

"You are one of the nurses travelling over with us to the field hospitals?" The man looked at her sceptically. Dot nodded slowly and unsurely to confirm his words.