"Medic!" Christian faded in and out, as another soldier placed pressure on the wound.
Before he knew it, he was being carried to a medical tent six miles back from the front lines. It was a long white tent with two rows of beds on either side. The ringing wouldn't stop in his ears and his vision was blurred. The pain in his chest was becoming nearly unbearable by the moment. The only figure he could focus on was a girl in white with beautiful peridot eyes and brunette toned hair.
"So. Does a gussied up, keen, man like yourself have a nickname?" The nurse with beautiful hair and green eyes smiled at him as she looked him over in the makeshift field tent.
Christian grimaced and gasped in pain, but he was able to chuckle a little at her flirtatious remark. "Yeah, they call me Romeo. But-
