we're on each other's team [band of brothers / hbo war]

6: d-day, part one

"Here you go, ma'am," the soldier handed her package and walked off.

"What'd you get?" Liebgott hovered over her, along with Talbert, Shifty and Hoobler.

"Probably not much, but let's find out," Madison said. She quickly tore her package open and found a few letters from various people—her parents, grandparents, Matt, Michael, Louise and some other family members and friends.

"Looks like you're a real big deal back in Dayton," Shifty commented.

"Not really," Madison disagreed with her friend. She noticed a rather larger and darker envelope than the others. She grabbed it, feeling the density. It felt much heavier than the others. She quickly tore it open and couldn't help but feel shock as to what was in it.

They were photos.

They were photos of her family and friends. One photo was of Madison's immediate family, taken around November or December of 1941, right before the United States was dragged into the war. She couldn't believe it.

"You weren't lying when you said that you had a twin. Jesus, you look exactly alike," Liebgott said.

"They are identical," Talbert reminded Joe. "And I got to say, your sister's a doll."

Madison quickly whipped around and glared at Talbert. "You better not be getting any ideas, Tab."

Seeing how his friend was acting like a vicious chihuahua, Talbert held up his hands in a surrendering manner. Madison decided to drop it. Quickly, she leafed through the others. There was a photo of Louise with some of their friends, a photo of her paternal grandparents and one of Matt in his Marine uniform. While she thought that he looked handsome, seeing her brother in his uniform made Madison remember something.

"Oh! I forgot! Hey, Joe?" she quickly looked up to her older friend. "Do you think you could do me a favor and cut my hair for me? I'll pay you."

For a moment, Liebgott didn't respond. He seemed almost surprised that Madison asked him to do that. "I've only done men's hair, but I don't see why not. Why do you want it cut? You have beautiful hair." Liebgott had reminded Madison of her Oma in that moment, and she couldn't help but let out a slight huff of laughter.

"I want it cut so the Germans won't know that I'm a girl, not on the spot," she explained quickly when she noticed Liebgott giving her a look. She knew that he wouldn't cut all of her hair off so she could look like one of the boys. She didn't want it that short anyway. It wouldn't be a good look on her. "Just to...oh I don't know, up to my shoulders? My ears?"

"I can do that."

* * * * *

After Madison was done with her errand she quickly found her way back to Malarkey and Bill.

But not before George Luz intercepted her.

Madison was running back to where her things were before she heard a loud gleeful yell and then a hand smacked right into her face.

"What the hell?" Madison yelped as covered her face with her hands. She felt that something was on her face and she became extremely worried. Oh God, what the hell was it?

"Don't worry, it's just grease paint!" came the voice of George Luz. He watched as Madison moved her hands around her face, effectively smearing it all over her adorable features.

"What the fuck, George?" Madison cried out. "Did you really have to do that?"

George nodded, smiling. "Yup! Now come on, where you going? I need help with my bag."

Madison said nothing in response. She just stalked away from the annoying pest, irritated with him. She knew that George was following her but she gave him no acknowledgement.