Fic: This Fragile Thing Now [BabeRoe Band of Brothers]
This Fragile Thing Now.
[M]
234 Words
Property of the BBC & HBO. Based on the mini-series, not the actual people.
(title from Only One by Yellowcard)
With each passing second Roe seems farther and farther away and Babe just can't reach.
The trees shatter around him, a few shards of bark bouncing off his helmet and he should be watching the line, really he should. But someone’s just screamed for a medic and he’s waiting, just waiting for Roe to come tearing past him. Babe doesn’t know what he’s waiting for - it’s the same every time. Roe weaving between the shell bursts, his white knuckled grip on an almost empty bag as he tries to find the wounded.
Tonight is no different. Until it suddenly is.
Roe dodges left when he should have gone right and Babe thinks he’s made it right up until the moment when Roe slowly falls into the snow, hands shaking as they press against his chest.
Babe tries to scream, but no sound comes out. He tries to scramble from his hole, but someone pulls him back in. Roe turns his head, his wide eyes on Babe as he reaches out a hand. Babe reaches out his own hand, fingers digging into the snow and the dirt as he tries to get to Roe. With each passing second Roe seems farther and farther away and Babe just can’t reach.
His voice comes back in a rush and he screams for a medic - for someone. Anyone.
No one comes.
He can’t breathe.
Roe mouths Babe as his eyes drift shut and the world goes silent.
And Babe prays to wake up.