#robert bennett

𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐒

(𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫)

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧

𝟔𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟒

The flying fortress jittered in the unforgiving night sky, it was supposed to be dark— yet the unmistakable flames of fire and shrapnel caught the moonlight, creating an image of what could almost be described as the sky on the 4th of July.

It’s quite beautiful. Edith thought, however the thoughts were soon knocked from her head as the plane she was boarded on jilted sharply, causing her to stumble into the soldier infront of her.

“Hey, watch it Anderson!” The man turned, giving her a hostile look.

Robert.

“Whatever.” Edith snarked back, that man always knew just how to get on her nerves, and to think she was supposed to trust him with her life- she scoffed to herself- she couldn’t trust him as far as she could throw him.

The girl’s frown was cut off quickly when she heard the shout of “One okay!”, she suddenly remembered where she was, her stomach began churning once again– the feeling of imminent doom circling her body.

Would she even make it out of the plane? Could she make it to the ground without being hit? Or would a German capture her as soon as she landed? surely then she would be tortured.

By the time Edith’s invasive thoughts had concluded, it was her turn to check Robert’s equipment.

“Six okay!” She yelled.

She felt Archie Cox tugging at her equipment from behind her, ensuring it was safe and ready— “Seven okay!”

I’m here to help people. The young girl thought, how can i help anyone if i’m waiting on my own demise?

Before Edith knew it, she was at the door, the only thing blocking her and the sky happened to be Robert. She had never been so thankful for him. She felt the vicious wind whipping her face, tinting her cheeks a deep red as the sensation stung her— the deafening roar of gun fire whacking from plane to plane began bursting her ear drums, the sounds getting closer and closer the more she thought about it.

Then, her blockage jumped, now it was just her facing the sky, except she wasn’t just facing the sky. Edith was facing her future. She would be jumping into her new life, something she wasn’t sure she was prepared for- but she had to do it.

And so she did, she jumped.

𝟏𝟐𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟒

It had been 4 gruelling months since Edith had been assigned to Fox Company, 4 months since she had started training that pushed her to her limits— however, she wouldn’t change it for a second.

She had to admit, although it was hard and testing (both physically and mentally), it also opened a door to a new opportunity for her. Edith knew she was incredibly privileged, as a woman, to even get a chance to be on the front lines along with her fellow paratroopers. She also knew many women would kill to get the same chance as her— so she didn’t take it for granted.

There were plenty of moments she enjoyed, but the ones she relished in most were the ones where they were all able to be young and forget the weight they carried on their shoulders. In a year’s time, each soldier would be changed forever, whether that be by death or trauma; but the nights that they forgot that were the best. When they would dance carelessly in the pubs of England, drinking as much as they could before the sun rose and duty called, those were the moments that mattered.

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“Hey Edie!” A voice hollered from behind her.

Edith halted her pencil on the page, turning her head to see who had called her.

“Oh, hey Archie,” she smiled as the soldier approached her, “you okay?”

“Yeah, just thought i’d come check up on ya’. Haven’t seen you around all day.” Archie told her.

Archie was the definition of sweet, he’d be the first to check up on someone if he noticed something was wrong, and he was always there for those that needed it. He would be a great leader one day, Edith thought as she scooted over for him to sit beside her.

“I’m okay, just thought i’d come relax by the good scenery for a while, hopefully catch something good to sketch.” She nodded at him, a smile painted on her soft lips.

“Mind if i take a look?” He asked politely.

“Sure!” Edie passed him the sketchbook without missing a beat, she knew he enjoyed it.

Archie had mentioned once that Edith’s sketches of nature reminded him of his wife back home, Lizzie he had said her name was. He mentioned once that she was an avid nature and art enjoyer too— when Archie had first shown Edith the photo of Lizzie, Edith immediately knew why the man’s wife reminded him of nature.

She had beautiful blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a smile to die for. Her pure spirit practically glowed- even through the off-coloured photo. Since the first time he mentioned Lizzie, Edith had been sketching photos of her surroundings for Archie to send home.

“Here, i drew this one for Lizzie, actually.” Edith said, taking back her sketchbook and flicking through it until she found the sketch she was looking for.

Her drawing was of a beautiful lake she had discovered in her free-time. A short dock sat in the shallow water, slightly rotted but a perfect example of nature. It had wild flowers curled around the wooden beams and ancient trees that surrounded it. The sun shone through the small gaps between tree branches, creating a perfect reflection of the still landscape.

Edith tore the paper out and handed it to Archie, the man taking it eagerly and scanning it.

“This is beautiful Edie! Lizzie’s gonna love it!” Archie chuckled lightly, happy with the sketch.

“I hope so.”

Edith’s legs buckled beneath her— she was tired, hungry and very lost.

She knew it had to have been at least 12 hours since she landed. The sky was clear and bright now, and there was no sign that war had brimmed the skies just hours earlier. The only issue Edith had, however, was that her rations had been lost while she fell through the sky rapidly— well that, and she was all alone.

I need to find someone, Edith thought. She wouldn’t last much longer on her own, especially with no food, water or company. The medic tried to find someone, anyone, but there was no luck— no sign that anyone had ever been where she was.

No sign of any life.

If Edith was being honest, she was scared. All she wanted right now was to be at home, gossiping about boys and doing her hair with her bestfriend, Ruth. Oh, how she missed Ruth, her bestfriend was just about the only one that understood her in this godforsaken world.

Her ankles ached as her knees began feeling heavy from carrying not just herself, but all of her equipment too— which began feeling like 1,000 pounds the longer she carried on.

As Edith stumbled further on, all that raced through her head was thoughts of her company, where were they? were they all dead?

Edith began losing more hope with each step she took. As the last of her faith was about to fall, it rose right back up.

The meeting point— or so she hoped.

It could be Krauts, popped into her mind before she had the chance to think of anything else, but what chance did she truly have? It was either die of starvation, or get captured by the Germans.

Neither of those choices exactly appealed to Edith, but she knew being captured was her best bet. The Germans would be make her a prisoner of war, yes, but she also knew they weren’t allowed to harm POW’s— and they would eventually send her back to the States.

Edith pondered for a quick second, or it could be the American’s. She thought, but she knew she couldn’t think for too long, or she would collapse.

So with that, she headed forward.

The closer she got, the more springy her steps were. She was feeling hopeful— and Edith’s hopefulness was validated when she heard the familiar accent of American’s.

“Oh thankyou God!” Edith shouted to the sky, a disbelieving laugh falling from her dry lips.

Edith ran like she never had before, the pain in her body being long forgotten as she rushed through the gates.

Her rapid eyes darted around the place, paratroopers were everywhere. Maybe her company was too.

“Hey, have any of you guys seen Fox?” She gasped at a pair of men that had walked past her.

“No… Sorry.” One of the men answered, staring in confusion at the woman stood before him. Edith knew what he was thinking, what the hell is a woman doing here? Not that she could blame him, that was usually every man’s reaction when they first saw her.

Edith sighed as she carried on, passing them swiftly. She needed to find her company.

Finally, she spotted Colonel Sink— a familiar aged face.

“Sir,” Edith saluted, out of breath, “Have you seen F company, sir?”

The Colonel looked down to a tattered piece of paper infront of him that had writing scattered all around it.

“Well, sorry Anderson, doesn’t look like anyone but you and Robert Bennett are accounted for from F company.” Sink offered a sympathetic look, “Why don’t you go join Easy? They’ll take care of ya’, and that’s where Bennett is too.” He finished, nodding toward the direction of Easy company.

“Thankyou, sir.” Edith nodded, walking in the direction he nodded.

Robert? While Edith didn’t like the man, she couldn’t deny she was a little happy to hear a familiar name, even if it was his. Her heart thudded slightly as she dwelled on what Colonel Sink had said, “no one in Fox company is accounted for.”

Surely at least a small group of them would’ve made it back by now.

A dull ache presented itself once more in Edith’s body as she trudged to find Easy. Her eyes scanned, looking for the face of Robert. Then she found him.

A breath of relief left her mouth.

“Bennett.” Edith said coldly as she approached him.

He was sat infront of a broken tree stump, and he looked just as rough as she did. He was surrounded by the men of Easy, most of them talking amongst themselves, but some of them sat silently, staring blankly ahead— thinking of what they had witnessed.

“Anderson.” Robert replied, clenching his teeth before a sarcastic smile slid onto his bloodied and mud covered face.

“Hey, who’s this Bennett?” A soldier nudged Robert, his face curious.

“Edith Anderson, our medic, unfortunately.” He introduced, mumbling his dig at the end.

“A girl, on the front lines? How the hell’d you manage that?” The man asked, not out of malice, but out of genuine wonder.

“Trust me, it wasn’t easy.” Edith scoffed.

“Yeah I bet, i’m Hoobler, Donald Hoobler. Nice to meet you!” The man greeted, moving forward to shake the woman’s hand.

“Edith, nice to meet you too— but please for the love of god, call me Edie.” Edith returned the handshake, smiling lightly, her and Hoobler were going to get along.

“Men!” An authoritative voice shouted, causing Edith to turn. She saw a red headed man, his face painted with black and green stripes, helmet tucked under his arm.

Each man from Easy turned their attention to the man.

“I need volunteers, we’re making an assault, taking some German artillery guns.” He shouted once again, making his voice clear to those around him.

While there weren’t many of Easy there, the ones that were put their hands up— eager to take some Germans down.

She felt a hand go up beside her, Robert.

Edith sighed, knowing she would volunteer— after all, she was a medic, and if a team was making an assault, they would no doubt need a medic.

Before she could raise her hand, the red head nodded and walked away into a broken shed building, no doubt to make a plan.

“Shit!” Edith cussed at herself, stepping back to chase the man down.

“Sir, Sir!” She called as she stumbled through the entrance of the shed.

The man turned, eyebrows raising slightly in surprise as his gaze fell on the female medic.

“I’m Edith Anderson, sir, F company.” She started.

“Lieutenant Winters, Easy Company.” He nodded, although one of his eyebrows remained quirked, silently asking her what she was wanting.

“Let me come on the assault, sir, i’m a medic— i can help.”

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Sitting across the table from Casey Lynn smiled over at him “finally we have the house to ourselves.”

Casey put the newspaper down “it’s strange how quiet it is now that we have the place to ourselves.”

“I can think of something to make a little noise,” Lynn replied as she got up from her chair. Holding out her hand “we should take advantage of the time we have before Eddie comes home from school.”

Eyes brightening Casey took her hand as she led him to the bedroom. “I thought you wanted to wait until the wedding night.”

A mischievous grin spread across her face as she pulled her top over her head. “That was when I thought your family would still be here.” Approaching Casey she began to unbutton his shirt “besides we could use a little practice.”

Helping her remove his shirt he leaned in and kissed her, sucking lightly on her bottom lip. “I think you might be right,” Casey agreed “I’m a little out of practice.” He deepened the kiss as her hands wandered across his chest.

Laying in each other’s arms Casey felt content to never move again He nuzzled into her neck mumbling “I love you.”

Smiling Lynn ran her fingers through his hair “I love you too.”

They drifted off to sleep in each others arms. Casey awoke with a jerk at the sound of “dad?” his son asked above his head. Moaning Casey cracked on eye open to find Eddie standing above him looking concerned. “Daddy are you alright?”

“Yeah I’m fine,” Casey replied as he pulled the blankets around Lynn’s bare shoulders. “Do you need something?”

Shaking his head Eddie looked at his dad curiosity bright in his eyes “why are you and Lynn in bed? Are you sick or something?”

“No we’re fine,” Casey said sitting up, glancing at the time “did you just get home? Do you need help with your homework?” Casey asked hoping to distract Eddie’s attention to something else.

“Yes … no …” Eddie replied to his dad’s questions. he turned large eyes on his dad and asked “why don’t you have any clothes on?”

Dropping his head into his hands Casey groaned. This was definitely not the conversation he wanted to have with his five-year old son. He felt the bed start to shake as Lynn stuffed a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. “Son why don’t you go start your homework and I’ll come out in a little bit and we’ll talk, okay?”

Nodding Eddie walked towards the door, his eyes clearly showing the confusion he felt. Stopping at the door Eddie turned around asking “you’re sure you’re alright?”

“Positive,” Casey said confidently smiling at him as Eddie slowly closed the door behind him. Turning to Lynn “stop laughing this is so not funny.”

“Sorry,” Lynn said smiling up at him. “I guess we lost track of time.”

“Did we ever,” Casey leaned over and kissed her before jumping out of bed to dress. “What should I tell him we were doing?”

“I don’t know,” she said watching him dress “you’ll think of something.”

Walking out into the living room Casey found Eddie sitting on the couch staring out the window. “Hey buddie,” Casey said sitting beside him “what did you see when you walked into my bedroom?”

Shrugging Eddie mumbled “the blanket was down. Your arms were around Lynn. I didn’t see much honest. Just enough to know you weren’t wearing anything.”

Sighing Casey asked “what do you think we were doing?”

Eddie looked briefly up at his dad before turning back to gaze out the window. Shrugging “it’s what Frankie told me you’d be doing. You know all that mushy stuff, kissing and touching. Frankie said he’s seen his parents do it a lot.” Eddie’s face turned bright red before he hid his face in is hands.

Casey pulled his son close “I don’t think Frankie should be telling you stuff like that.” Casey wondered what else this Frankie kid was telling his son. But he couldn’t worry about that now. “Eddie it’s perfectly normal for adults who love each other to express their love in special ways …”

“Without their clothes on?” Eddie said interrupting his dad.

Chuckling a little “yes sometimes without clothes. It’s a special moment shared between two individuals who love each other.” Casey attempted explain.

“It’s sounds gross,” Eddie interrupted again.

“It might be to you,” Casey agreed “if you don’t want to see Lynn and I being yucky again knock before you come into our room, okay?”

“or keep my eyes closed,” Eddie said laughing.

“You could do that but knocking would be best,” Casey conceded. “Think you can remember to knock first before coming in?”

“Yeah I think I can,” Eddie smiled leaning into his dad “I love you.”

“Love you to son,” Casey smiled down at him.

“Son this is it,” William said turning towards Casey with a smile.

“Can’t wait,” Casey mumbled as he tried to fix his tie.

“Here let me do that,” William offered “are you nervous?”

“What do you think?” Casey laughed “I’ve been looking forward to this day and my stomach is twisting itself into knots.”

“It’s only natural,” William told him “there it’s perfect.” He stepped back to admire his work “don’t touch it.” William instructed as Casey reached up to inspect his work.

“Sorry I …” Casey bit his lip forcing his hands to his sides.

“Take a few deep breaths and relax,”William advised him.

Casey took his dad’s advise and tried to relax. The door opened to let Robert and Gene in and Casey couldn’t hide his smile. He was grateful to have both of his brothers here to share in his joy. It had been a close thing that neither one could have been there. Robert and his family had been in hiding until fairly recently and Gene almost died. It was hard to imagine that was all six months ago. “Have I told you how happy I am to have both of you here today,” Casey asked throwing an arm around each of them.”

“I do recall hearing something being said last night,” Robert teased.

“and” Gene continued “how he couldn’t make it through the day without us.” He smiled smugly at his brother.

“Oh I think I’d manage just fine without you,” Casey muttered “I’m just glad I don’t have too.”

Robert and Gene looked at each other “we love you too bro,” they said together.

Gene was about to add something when Shon stuck his head into the room “they’re almost ready.” Looking over at Casey he smiled “Case breathe this is the easy part. It’s the wedding night you have to worry about.”

Feeling his face flush Casey looked away “I think we have that part figured out.”

“Well,” Shon shrugged with a mischievous glint in his light blue eyes “I certainly hope so.”

As everyone started to file out of the room William took Gene by the arm and asked “how are you and Aimee doing?”

“We’re fine,” Gene said refusing to meet his dad’s eyes.

“It hasn’t improved in the intimacy department has it?” William asked concerned for his son. He could see the building frustration in him. With Gene that was never a good thing. “Have you talked to her about it?”

“I’ve tried,” Gene looked up at his dad “it’s still the same old brick wall.” Gene hung his head “I’m trying to be patient. To be understanding. It drives me crazy that she was with Wallace but she won’t let me touch her.” Leaning his back against the wall he looked around the room “she jumps whenever I talk to loud or flinches in reflex as if I’m going to hit her, which I’d never do. I hate what he did to her. I don’t blame her. It must have been hell living like that.” Sighing Gene pushed off against the wall “but I can’t live on eggshells, afraid I’ll do something to cause her to shrink into herself even further.” Taking a pace or two away he added “maybe the person I fell in love with doesn’t exist anymore.”

“Give her time,” William began but broke off as Gene stared coldly at him.

“I’m tired of waiting. It’s the same old song and dance. I deserve to have someone to love me. I can’t keep putting my life on hold until she figures things out.”

“Then tell her how you feel,” William told him. Putting an arm across Gene’s shoulders “I’ll support you with whatever you decide. If Aimee isn’t the girl for you I’ve no doubt someone else is. The last thing I want you or any of my kids to do is settle. But before you do anything you owe yourself and Aimee the truth. Sit down and discuss your feelings together. Don’t jump to conclusions.”

“I’m planning on doing that this weekend. Thanks dad.” Gene smiled before hugging his dad tight. “We better join the others so we can get Casey and Lynn married off.”

Today, tomorrow and for the rest of our lives I promise to stand beside you To dance with you in times of joy To lift you up in time of sadness To rejoice with you in times of health To comfort you in times of illness I promise to come to you for comfort, encouragement and inspiration I promise to love you every joyous day for the rest of our lives.

And this concludes their story. I'll be returning to posting the current gen's story soon. Just in case you're wondering many of the sims in the current story are direct descendants of William Bennett's and the sims featured in this story.

I know there are many story plots that were left hanging and were continued in other stories regarding the Bennetts. If you wanted to read them you can find them here:

Not so Ordinary Life - William is the founder and the very beginning of the Bennett's and Robert and his family were the main heirs.

Several of the spares were given their own stories.

Not So Peaceful Life - Continues the story of Evelyn and Shon

Not So Quiet Life - It began with Casey but it continues on from Eddie and currently with Eddie's grandkids.

Not So Reckless Life - Continues the story of Gene and Aimee