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BUT I NEVER FELT SO MUCH LIFE & THAN TONIGHT HUDDLED IN THE TRENCHES,
& gazing on the battle field, our rifles blaze away

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If you asked Noah what his favorite thing to do on a lazy day he would quickly respond with two words. "China Town." It had become one of his very favorite things to do since he moved here. Wandering through, stopping in the little shops, eating, and just people watching was simply fantastic. however, with the job search going as horribly as it had been he had been spending almost every waking minute looking for something. Today, however, he had decided to take a break. It was nice outside, the sun was shining and china town was calling his name. When he crawled out of bed at six this morning and looked out the window, he just knew that he couldn't waste such a great day cooped up inside offices talking to fat rent-a-cops all day. He just wasn't in the mood. A day out would be so much better.

After a quick shower, Noah through on his favorite pair of jeans, chuck, and a hoodie. Today wasn't one of those days he had to worry about what he looked like. He wasn't out to pick up women, and he didn't have a date. So, it was a bum day. His curly hair went wild as he stepped out into the breeze and began walking. He shoved his hands in his pockets and set off toward china town. He could have caught a cab, but he could use the exercise, it had been ages since he'd hit the gym. Plus, you couldn't smoke in cabs these days and he planned on smoking like a chimney today. As disgusting as smoking was, it was better than chewing tobacco, the vice he had had prior to smoking. People may complain about the smoke, but they pitch even more of a fit when you walk around spitting all the time. Alyson had been the one to finally break him of that habit. She had refused to kiss him until he stopped. Noah had only lasted two days before he had picked up a habit that was less offensive to his young wife. He'd tried to pick it back up after the divorce, but it just didn't feel right.

As he walked Noah lit cigarette after cigarette and thoughts of Alyson came flooding back. The last time he saw her had been at his EAS party and she had barely spoken to him. Probably because she had been too busy playing tonsil hockey with Corporal Davis, the man she had left him for. It was that night that Noah had purchased the ticket to San Francisco. He had no intention of sticking around that god awful city just so he could watch his wife love someone else. Those two were living his happily ever after. They had the perfect house, the wonderful son, they were the perfect couple. It was everything he and Alyson had wanted when they got married. Too bad she had become impatient and found it elsewhere.

Noah cringed at the thoughts and lit another cigarette. Hopefully wandering through china town would help him get his mind off her. It had been five years since they divorced. It wasn't healthy for him to still think this way about her. It wasn't healthy for him to still love her. Yet, he did and he couldn't help it. They were feelings he couldn't stop having. He sat down at a small little cafe and tried to distract himself with people watching The thoughts kept returning. Maybe it was time to move on, find someone else to love him. a new love would eventually replace the old one, right? Yes, that is what he'd do. He would start dating again. It was way past time.

Confident in his decision, a smile spread across Noah's face as he put the cigarette out in the ash tray and glanced at the crowds around him. That beautiful smile didn't last long. He caught one quick glimmer of red hair and it faded. "It couldn't be..." he muttered to himself and made his way through the crowd. If this girl wasn't who he thought she was this would be very embarrassing, but Noah was almost certain he would recognize his "wife" anywhere. Weaving in and out of the crowd he finally caught up to the woman and put his hand on her shoulder. "Alyson?" he asked, hoping he was both right and wrong. If it was her that would save him the embarrassment, but if it wasn't it would spare him the heartache of having to see her again. This was a lose lose situation. So much for his beautiful day.

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[ALYSON MADELINE PATE]

Yes she had left him, everything that she had wanted in her happily ever after had disintegrated aft her had told her where he had been stationed. She didn’t want to pick up and leave her life everything that she had ever known only to be left alone while he was stationed in Iraq. She wasn’t about to sit around and let him leave her alone. She knew no one there and that was what hurt the most that they had left to do what ‘he’ wanted. She had given up her life for what ‘he’ wanted. Sure all the other military wife’s had told her that was what had to be done. That she was to wait for him till he returned and then love him for six months before he left again for god knows how long. Well that may have worked for the others but Alyson couldn’t stand it, being there alone having nothing to do.

Yes she had cheated; she had found what she needed with other men, no not just one but a few. She didn’t want to wait around she wasn’t ready to be what he wanted her to be. She wanted to be his wife but how could she if he was never there. I guess marriage was just something that she wasn’t cut out for. That cute little house wife that she had thought she could be was not just a distant memory. She had seen him that last time; the look on his face broke her heart as she watched him leave that party. But she knew what she wanted and there was no such thing as regrets in this life. She couldn’t live her life unhappy about the past. No she had lived her life the way she wanted to, the divorce was bound to happen after all. She had married Patrick Davis and a month later was pregnant with his child, a beautiful baby boy, Travis Patrick Davis. His father couldn’t be prouder but as Alyson woke up each morning to that life she realized that once again she was longing for something else.

Well that marriage lasted longer than the last, she was divorced and single again a year later when she found herself in the arms of another man but still longing for more. She had signed over custody to Patrick and had taken her things and left. Her life was cracking but she held her head high, she couldn’t deny herself what she felt. She wasn’t a house wife she never had been and these events had only confirmed her theory of what she really wanted in life, to be free.

She had spoken to one of his friends the ticket had her name on it. Five years later after their divorce after their fairytale wedding had ended and she had all but lost track of him she was boarding a plane for San Francisco. Life was taking her where it wanted her to go and I guess you could say that a little reminiscing never hurt anyone but that was just where she felt she should go. Stepping off the plane at the massive airport she slipped into a taxi that drove her to a motel. She organized her things and then slipped out the door.

I guess she didn’t know where to start when it came to finding him, but she also could use a little sightseeing. The beautiful day beckoned to her, so she took her opportunity and stepped out into the sunshine. Pushing her hands into her pockets she entered china town, it was closest to her motel and a good place to start. I guess you could have said that she was looking for something that she once had something that she wished to have again. But she wasn’t about to openly admit that to anyone, it was her own little secret and she wished to keep it that way. Well to all but one person.

The hustle and bustle of people wasn’t something she was used to; she went with the flow though. Trying her best not to run into people or have them run her over she ducked around a few people as she felt a hand on her shoulder. The voice made her stop as she sighed happily and then smiled; turning the smirked never removed it from her beautiful features. She knew who it was that voice brought her back, “Noah Hamilton” She hooked her arms around his neck and hugged him close burying her face in his chest. Stepping back she wrinkled up her nose in distaste as she looked up at him, “smoking again I see” Her voice was stern as it always had been when it came to that subject. Smoking wasn’t something she took lightly nor was it something she could stand the smell off, “did you miss me?” Her voice was soft and flirty, tilting her head slightly as her red hair cascaded over her shoulder sparkling in the sunlight, her eyes never leaving his. Who knew finding him would have been so easy.

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word count: eight hundred and fifty two
tags: ellers // noah
listening to: sweet silence haha
mood: happy i got the day off i wanted
picture credit: line @ caution 2.0 !
other lyrics: i'm not a thief, i'm a treasure hunter by a skylit drive
made by: callie!
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BUT I NEVER FELT SO MUCH LIFE & THAN TONIGHT HUDDLED IN THE TRENCHES,
& gazing on the battle field, our rifles blaze away

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He had been right. Of course he had been right. How could he have mistaken someone else for the love of his life? It was impossible. But, why was she here? Why did she have her arms wrapped around his neck and her head buried in his chest? Wasn't she married with a baby? questions flew through Noah's as she stepped back and looked up at him. She had asked if he missed her. A response simply would not come to his lips. parts of him wanted to scream yes, and the rest wanted to turn and walk away from the woman who had stepped on his heart. "What are you doing here?" He muttered, trying desperately not to make eye contact with the stunning red head. "Are you on vacation?" Noah looked around to see if he could catch a glimpse of Corporal Davis and their child, who must be at least five by now. "Where's Corporal Davis? Or did you leave him back in Jacksonville to have a little fun on your own?" Noah was attempting to be civil and playful, but it was hard having her this close to him and being unable to kiss her, unable to hold her. The pain he had felt when he watched her with Davis all those times resurfaced. It was as if he was reading that dear john letter again.

"Want to get a cup of coffee? we can catch up!" Noah exclaimed, not giving her time to answer his previous questions. He wanted privacy with her. Time away from the crowd and the noise would be nice, and there was a perfect little cafe just around the corner. Instinctively, Noah reached out and took Alyson's hand, guiding her in the direction of the little cafe he usually haunted. Something about the feeling of her hand in his was incredible. It brought back memories of how happy they had been when they were eighteen and young. That fairy tale wedding they'd had, and the wonderful honeymoon. Why had married life gone sour so fast? Why hadn't they been given the chance to have that wonderful life, the one she was living with another marine? It couldn't have been his fault he had no choice but to go to Iraq. He was ordered and he went, he fought for his country. Most people found that to be commendable. She seemed to find it disgusting, like Noah had abandoned her. That had never been his intention, maybe it was time he explained that to her...

"Here," Noah said as he pulled a chair out for her and motioned for her to sit. When he pushed her chair in gently his fingers brushed through her hair and he fought the urge to kiss her yet again. Lingering there for a moment, Noah convinced himself that it was best for him to take his seat across the table. She was no longer his wife and he had no right to think about her the way he was. Sadly, for him, he couldn't help it. He was still so madly in love with him. They had been divorced for years and he still felt the same way had had when they met in high school. He remembered spotting her across the class room and desperately wanting to know her name, hoping that he would be the lucky guy that got to sit behind her. Now here he was, sitting across from her, ordering coffee and trying not to kiss her. It took every ounce of self control he had to keep all of the feelings inside. Instead of letting them burst out, Noah contained them, ordered his coffee and smiled at Alyson. "So, really, what brings you to San Francisco?"

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HOW MANY !? 625 !?
LISTENING TO !? JOKER & THE THIEF - WOLFMOTHER !?
LYRICS BY !? THE DECEMBERISTS - THE SOLDIERING LIFE !?
CREDIT TO !? RORA @ C. AFFAIRS[/color][/b] !?[/size][/center]

[ALYSON MADELINE PATE]

She had wondered since the plane touched down was she going to be able to find him, this place was huge and she knew it. She had lived in a big city before and knew all the pro’s and con’s, one of those con’s was finding someone if you only had a name. But here she was standing face to face with her ex-husband wondering why she wanted to see him so bad. I guess it was just her indecisive nature that brought her back to her first husband. She didn’t know what she wanted; all she knew was that what she wanted always turned out to be something else. “I came to see you” Her voice was airy and sweet, she was playing innocent and that was always like her. The guys fell for that innocent girl that stood before them, they never questioned her and she never asked. There was something about her that made the guys want her and she was perfectly fine with that, but here she was revisiting her ex like it was something she did normally. When in fact every guy that she had been with if it wasn’t marriage it was sleeping together and going their separate ways, usually after no longer then a few weeks.

“No, no vacation” Her voice was passive as she looked around as if bored of these questions. She didn’t want to talk about what had happened before she wanted to talk about what was going on right now. Looking him over she smirked and then heard him mention that name, her smile faded as she glanced up at him the passive look showing no real remorse or anything like that, “We got a divorce I gave him custody of Travis” Her words held some emotion but you couldn’t exactly put your finger on what it was when you heard it.

But as the words tumbled out of her mouth she was cut off by his, Coffee? She didn’t think it was going to be that easy to get back into his life. She thought he would be bitter, over her like she had gotten over him. Yet here he was hand in hers taking her around the corner to a small cafe to talk? But she followed, after all that was why she was here; she followed what she wanted even if that ‘craving’ only lasted a short time. His hand was warm her head tilted slightly as she walked slightly behind him watching him carefully. Red curls bounced around her shoulders as she walked with him.

As he pulled out her chair she slipped into it allowing him to push the chair in, as he lingered she looked over her shoulder only to see him quickly move around the table and drop down into the seat across from her. The way he looked at her confused her she didn’t expect this at all, she thought that he would be hostile toward her that it would be a feat to get back on his good side, but here he was staring at her like there was something. Resting back in the chair with a small happy sigh she crossed her legs and looked across at him, “You do of course” Her voice was sincere as she smiled gently and clasped her hands on her lap. Her eyes never left his flipping her hair over her shoulder carefully and smiling innocently.

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word count: five hundred and seventy three
tags: ellers // noah
listening to: sweet silence haha
mood: happy i got the day off i wanted
picture credit: line @ caution 2.0 !
other lyrics: i'm not a thief, i'm a treasure hunter by a skylit drive
made by: callie!
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BUT I NEVER FELT SO MUCH LIFE & THAN TONIGHT HUDDLED IN THE TRENCHES,
& gazing on the battle field, our rifles blaze away

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It was all too much to take in at once. Noah's ex wife had just confessed that not only had she divorced the man she left him for, but she had also turned over custody of her child and was here to see him. Could he be anymore confused? What had happened? Had she cheated again. Questions were flying through his head again and in order to keep them from slipping out of his mouth he lit yet another cigarette. "I am sorry things didn't work out." he said, with a slight smile. Noah was trying to sound genuine, but for once he wasn't succeeding. Compassion is the emotion he would have felt if this were anyone else sitting in front of him. Instead he was feeling almost vindicated. Karma is a bitch, he'd been saying it for years and finally she had gotten what was coming to her. Wait, that was an awful thing to think. Not having any idea what happened, Noah had no right to judge. So, he pushed the hostile thoughts from his mind and focused on the other little tidbit of information she had shared.

"You came here looking for me?" He asked. "Why...? and how did you know I was here?" his gut feeling told him that one of the members of his platoon had ratted him out, probably in exchange for a little action. Noah didn't want to think so low of a woman he loved so much, but he knew how she operated, and that was a very likely scenario. Without waiting for her to answer he went on. "Look, If you came here for someone to talk to about your divorce, I am really not the person you are looking for." Yes, Noah was about to go on a tangent. He wasn't known for doing things like this, but at times his tongue got the better of him. "I have just now managed to put 'us' behind me and I really don't want to revisit those memories." Telling the truth was a strong point of Noah's. Lies were another story. He had never been a good liar and once those words fell out of his mouth he knew he's made a mistake. If Alyson didn't pick up on the fact that he was still in love with her, she was dense, and he knew for a fact she wasn't. That woman had always been able to read him like a book. Damn, the cat was out of the bag now, for sure.

In an attempt to turn the topic on to something that didn't involve him Noah decided to bring up her son. "How is Travis, by the way? He must be all grown up now." Having lived in Jacksonville for as long as he had after their divorce, Noah has seen Travis plenty. It really hadn't been that long, but that was the best change of topic he had. What else was he supposed to say? 'I am still in love with you. I forgive you. come home?' Yeah, those words weren't exactly and option, even though that is what his heart desperately longed to say. He was sitting here in his dream come true, sitting across from a woman he had loved since he was in high school and he was making a complete fool of himself. Was there anyway to save this conversation before it went south? "I'm sorry... Its just I haven't actually talked to you in years... I don't exactly know what to say..."

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HOW MANY !? 588 !?
LISTENING TO !? HOW TO SAVE A LIFE - THE FRAY !?
LYRICS BY !? THE DECEMBERISTS - THE SOLDIERING LIFE !?
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[ALYSON MADELINE PATE]

He looked confused as she sat there across from him, yes it may have sounded bizarre that she divorced the person that she left him for. But she wasn’t happy and what was life really about other than being happy, she wasn’t about to stay somewhere where she wasn’t happy with someone she didn’t love. Sure she had thought that he was the one just like she had thought that Noah was the one when they had gotten married. She grew out of relationships to fast and though that was her downfall she refused to let it get her down. She always had to remember that marriage wasn’t a way for her to find true love, just because there was a ring on her finger didn’t mean that she was in love with the person that gave it to her. She shrugged passively at his comment about things not working out, “Not everything works out it’s not a big deal” You could tell by the way she said it and the way she reacted to it that she believed what she was saying.

Alyson had come to terms with not knowing what she wanted and not being able to stay happy with the men she was with. She had moved on to different men more than anyone she knew, most people would call her a slut but she was just looking for what everyone else in this life was looking for, love. “Because I missed you silly” Her tones were light and airy, they drew people in even more then they had all those years ago, it was a trait that she was blessed with and she never thought ill of it. “Private Jenson told me” She said with a wink. Yes she had slept with him to, with quite a few of them now that she took a second to think about it. They were all looking for what she wanted so who was she to pass up something like that.

“I don’t want to talk about the past Hun I want to talk about the future” She flicked her eyes away from him for a second looking around the small place and then back to him. Biting her lip innocently she smiled over at him, if there was something that Alyson had always been good at it was temptation. She had been told time and time again by men and woman alike that she was cursed with it. But to Alyson it was more of a blessing, something she welcomed with open arms. “Well I couldn’t have expected you to wait around for us forever now could I?” She knew that he was still infatuated with her; she could see it in his eyes. More than anything she wanted him, not as her husband but she did miss him. She thought about him all the time and it was the main reason why she had come this way, there was always a chance and she wasn’t about to let it slip back through her fingers.

His words rung gull in her ears she wasn’t about to talk about something she left to come find him. She did love her son dearly but she knew that he would always be better off with his father. She knew that with her he wouldn’t have the life that she wanted him to have, and that was what she wanted even more then the things she wanted for herself. “He is great five years old now, looks just like Patrick” Her words were pleasant as she spoke of him running her hand through her bright red hair and letting it cascade over her shoulders, “what about you?” She didn’t want to speak of her past after all she was here getting away from it, “What have you been up to for these past years?” Her words were soft with caring nature, the way she had always been.

She giggled that signature giggle she still had it after all these years as he spoke of not knowing what to say to her, “It’s ok Hun, how about you say you will take me out to dinner tomorrow night?” Her eyebrow rose slightly as she looked in his direction, she was playing tease again, a position that she knew of so well.

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word count: sven hundred and eighteen
tags: ellers // noah
listening to: cooking show
mood: ... XD
picture credit: line @ caution 2.0 !
other lyrics: i'm not a thief, i'm a treasure hunter by a skylit drive
made by: callie!
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