Band of Brothers - Sunshine Solider

chapter 45: why you're the sunshine

" Get the hell off me." she spat, trying to move out of the circle around her.

" Yeah, right, sweetheart." one spat, the tiny speckles of spit falling onto her face. But she froze as she continued to feel the punches and the twisting of her arms on the hard ground.

" Yeah, right, sweetheart." Roger said to her as fist after fist of his hands that had held the girl in a warm hug only a few days prior now punched and kicked her harshly and unloving to the ground over and over like she were to be flattened out like a pancake.

" Hey!" a voice yelled, a sharp, quick spit, that sent a chill up the 5 men's spines. The 5 men froze, and Charlotte barely was able to let her head rise up a bit and force herself to look out towards whoever had yelled. The footsteps quick and light hurried over to the sight, and through her blurred vision she saw Speirs, who always seemed to be there at the right moment, standing up the group, peering down at the group, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

" What the hell is going on?" Speirs snapped, his voice low and guttural, making Charlotte curl up in utter fear.

" We-we, were, we were just, playing-"
" Get the hell out of my sight." Speirs snapped, stepping closer, as the boys immediately shoved off and scampered away, smacking each other, and arguing that they'd been caught. Charlotte peered weakly up at the Lieutenant and watched with bleary eyes as he crouched down next to the girl.

" Sir." she whispered, her bottom lip trembling.

" Let's get you up." he whispered, and he adjusted his hands under the girl's armpits and slowly lifted her to her feet. She stumbled and Speirs caught her again in his arms.

" I'm sorry, sir." she mumbled out again, tears filtering her vision again.

" Don't say you're sorry, it's not your fault." Speirs said gently to her, anger leading his words. The girl gripped onto his jacket tightly, her tiny fist, a death grip. All she could remember though was the look of Roger's eyes staring into her eyes and the horrifying look he had given her, that made her terrified completely of him. She never thought she'd be treated like that again, and man handled. Even the men in her first platoon had never touched her once, or seemed to have the thought to beat her up. The memories were like an over flowing waterfall in her head and each time she saw it in her head the more she wanted to disappear. That's when the first sob bubbled over her lips, and she forced herself to suck it back down. Speirs looked over at the girl worriedly as he lead her toward Winter's office. The minute they got inside to actual light, did he see the blood, and the bruises and the black eye as well as her extremely watery, sad eyes.

" Winters!" Speirs called through the room of offices, and immediately Winters' door opened and he stopped in his motion seeing the girl standing there, broken and beaten.

" What happened?" Winters asked, his blood slowly boiling as he looked at the girl, worry filling his eyes.

" Let me take care of it." Speirs said, pulling his gun from his holster and turning in the direction of the night again.

" Speirs!" Winters yelled and the Lieutenant turned to the Captain.

" What the hell  happened?" Winters asked again firmly.

" 5 men from Dog Company assaulted your medic, and I'm about to take care of each one of them." Speirs spat angrily.

" You find them, and bring them straight here, Speirs, you understand me? I want them right in front of me." Winters said.

" Yes, sir." Speirs said and immediately rushed out, slamming the door shut behind him. Winters turned to the girl. Charlotte had never seen Winters as angry and mad as he seemed in that moment.