thinking about how john basilone struggled with the idea of home because he centered his whole life and career around the marines, and he never thought he'd find anybody who'd understand that on such a fundamental level until lena.
thinking about how lena is the same. that she's fought tooth and nail to be taken seriously not just by the soldiers around her, but by her whole family. how she found contentment in proving herself in her job, and never thought twice about sharing that with someone until john.
thinking about how, despite how they planned everything to a fucking tee, life still managed to surprise them with each other.
thinking about how death snatched that all away, just when they started getting used to being somebody to somebody that isn't the marines.
