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The crucible of a group of men putting you through the fire to earn their belonging is one of the hardest battles that Webster has had to fight, this war. It seems strange, given the lack of bloodshed and fired bullets, but it's also been the hardest to come back in and fight to earn back respect once thought settled away after Toccoa. Still, when Joe Liebgott offers a hand out to Webster, he knows that the battle is won and this private war has been put away.

He throws his bag onto the truck, reaching out for Joe's hand when it all fades away suddenly, leaving Webster to struggle and reach for something that isn't there. The truck is gone, the men are gone, and most of Webster's things are gone, save for what he's carrying on him.

Alarm grips him tight as he tries to remember basic training, but the commanders never spent their time shouting to prepare them for this. Tropical forest behind him, and the open ocean before him, including several boats docked at harbor. Looking out, it's like he's on the coast again, but looking back makes him think he's landed somewhere in the Pacific, into a whole new theatre of warfare.

Webster turns cautiously, as if anticipating an ambush at any moment now.

His voice is stuck in his throat, not sure he wants to call attention to himself. His hand drifts to his gun to make sure it's still loaded, just in case, because he's been thrust away from one war and pushed into a seeming other, but this time, he's without Easy Company.

Date: 2014-05-13 12:58 pm (UTC)
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It's been the guts of a week and he's already sorta given up hope; it's amazing how quickly it happens. He's mooching about on the beach, taking a break from sorting through their stuff at the homestead, setting up his chair, getting ready to go back to a life that seems like yesterday but is a helluva lot more distant than that. He's thinking that maybe he'll go for a swim, but then he sees him. Sees him and feels this weird, sudden, utterly familiar flutter in the pit of his stomach. Shit, he thinks.

He'd almost forgotten what it felt like.

Date: 2014-05-13 01:47 pm (UTC)
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"Hey, Web," says Joe and he almost runs, almost, but he forces his bare heels to stay in the sand because, shit, didn't they all think he'd forgotten when he washed up here? Hasn't Luz forgotten the first time he was here? So he's gotta be a bit more cautious than maybe he wants to be.

"Nobody's drugged ya, Web," he says, forcing an easy grin onto his face. "And you're about a million miles away from Hagenau."

Date: 2014-05-13 02:21 pm (UTC)
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"Not better, nawh," says Joe, shaking his head. "I ain't sure this is the Pacific, either. No-one see to knows where the fuck we've wound up. But Lip and Luz are here and it ain't a bad place. You should see the broads they've both landed." He blows our a low, admiring whistle.

He claps Web on the shoulder, ignoring the answering contraction in his gut.

"I feel real to you, Web?"

Date: 2014-05-13 02:43 pm (UTC)
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"I've only been here about five minutes," says Joe and hopes nothing else shows in his face. "Jesus. Gimme a chance."

Date: 2014-05-13 03:26 pm (UTC)
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"Metaphorical five minutes...I've been here for about a week." Back. He almost says back. "C'mon. Lemme give you the tour. It'll sink in, Web. I promise."

Date: 2014-05-13 03:43 pm (UTC)
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Joe's in jeans and combats, and he does feel for Web.

"Couple of miles from the middle of the island to the sea in any direction," he says. "I been here a week but Lip's been here years. Three kiddies. Weird, right?"

Not as weird as what he remembers. Not as strange as the memories in his head because he fucking lived them and here's Web, fresh as a new sheet of paper and, apparently, not remembering anything at all.

Date: 2014-05-13 05:19 pm (UTC)
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"Nope . Think he only just took up with his girl - Rosie. Way they're goin' at it, it won't be long though." Joe rubs his jaw. "You're gonna like it here, Dave. I promise."

It's only after he's said it that he realises the mistake he's made.

Date: 2014-05-13 05:47 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah," says Joe and he could kick himself. No point in lying about this - he can't lie about everything can he? "I'm on my second your. So's Luz. Lip's been here for the duration."

Date: 2014-05-13 06:44 pm (UTC)
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It reminds him of the first time, back to the wall, Web's weight against him. He stiffens before he can help it.

"Time's screwy here. Like in a comic book or something. Your life sorta...carries on without ya while you step in and out."

Date: 2014-05-13 07:57 pm (UTC)
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"I dunno, man," says Joe, trying to swallow the thumping heartbeat in his throat. "I'm back where I used to live. There's room."

Date: 2014-05-13 08:11 pm (UTC)
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"I'll take you to the homestead. It's home, sort of. Was. Getting used to it again." He's put all of the left over papers and things back where he found them but he still feels like he's got to come clean. "Listen, Web...This..." He frowns, rubbing the back of his neck. "It ain't your first time, either."

Date: 2014-05-13 08:24 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah," he says, nodding. "I remember. Luz doesn't. Most people don't." He shrugs. "It ain't much to write home about. Don't worry."

Date: 2014-05-13 08:47 pm (UTC)
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Shit. Joe bites the inside of his lip and shoves one hand back through his hair. There's no way he's going to keep this up. Dimly, he wonders why he'd want to.

"Yeah," he says, voice a little raw. "You did."

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