Love You Till The End (Robert Zussman x Reader)

35 - Robert Zussman

I couldn't help but laugh. I considered what he had said though.

"You seem to know a lot for someone who's not the best," I said and he just shrugged his shoulders.

"She really cares about you, Zuss."

"And I care about her too. I'm just so damn scared that I'm gonna be told she's gone. I want more than anythin' to make it back to the states with her. I just want this to be over and for all of us to go home," I said, moving the beans in the tin around with my spoon.

"Yeah, that'd be nice. I question how much longer I have in this war a lot. I probably shouldn't, but I mean, I' always on a risky mission to take photographs of the war. I love doing it even though it leaves me defenseless sometimes," Stiles said as he took his camera out of his bag. He had taken some pictures of Marigny's destruction earlier and I could tell he wanted to take more.

"Well, you seem to be good at it. They chose you for a reason," I told him. "You gonna go take more photographs?"

"Yeah, just a few more before it gets even darker. You gonna be okay?" Stiles asked, lookin' worried.

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

He nodded at me before walkin' off. Even though I tease him a lot, I respect him.

"Oh! I almost forgot," I heard Stiles say as he began walkin' back to me. He reached into his bag and started rummaging around for something. I was confused as hell as I watched him. Finally, he pulled out what appeared to be some photographs.

"I got sent back a few photographs of mine when we got new supplies a few weeks ago. I figured you might want these," he said, handing me two photographs.

I was in awe as I looked them over. They were photographs of Y/N and I. In one of them, we were sitting down together. My arm over her shoulders, her arm over my shoulders, and we were just simply smilin' at the camera. Her smile was lookin' lovely as usual. In the other, we were standing up with our arms linked together, posing dramatically with the goofiest smiles on our faces.

I thought back to when these photographs were taken. We were still trainin' back in England, unsure of what was in store for us, feelin' young and maybe even a little free even though we had Pierson always yellin' at us. If I remember correctly, the day these photos were taken, Stiles had been takin' photos and Y/N had joked around, saying she and I could model for him. He ended up turning the camera on us and that was that.

"Thank you, Stiles. I love 'em," I told him, tryin' not to choke up. I didn't want to cry; I wanted to believe that Y/N was gonna be okay.

"If it makes you feel any better, we did stop a lot of the bleeding, Zuss. Everything happened so quick and I'm no doctor, but I think she'll be okay," Stiles reassured me, patting my shoulder before walking off again.

He ended up comin' back once again because as soon as he started to walk away, that's when a medic came out of the building and came walking towards us. I put the pictures in my coat pocket and immediately got on my feet, feeling my nerves rise. I was finally gonna hear the truth.

"You two are Private Robert Zussman and Private Drew Stiles, correct?"

"Yes, that's us," I replied.

"I'm here to inform you that Private Y/N L/N has just been patched up. She's going to be okay. Luckily, the bullet went right through her and didn't cause any serious damage. I've been told you two were the ones that had slowed the bleeding. The outcome might've been much worse if you hadn't," the medic said, nodding at Stiles and me.

I felt so much relief as he stopped talking. I looked over at Stiles and could see the relief in his face. We helped save her life and I couldn't be any happier.