Lucky
Disclaimer: All Pearl Harbor characters belong to Randall Wallace. I'm just borrowing for the sake of my story. Lyrics belong to Dido.
AN: Ok, this is my second Pearl fic in two days. This one along with my Red/Betty one, Paradise will be updated frequently. This is a Rafe/Evelyn story, so enjoy! Just to clear some things up: 1) Rafe does go to England and 2) No Evelyn/Danny involvement. Don't forget to R&R!
*~*
"I won't leave…until you're resting here with me…"
December 1940
Evelyn Stewart impatiently sat at her desk, tapping her foot against the cool linoleum floor. She flipped through the stacks of paper on her desk as recruit after recruit made their way to her for their eye examination.
"Eye exam number four!" she shouted out as she stamped the previous man's file.
Rafe McCawley and Daniel Walker made their way over to the station.
"I'm gonna fail, they're gonna take my wings away," Rafe mumbled as he approached Evelyn.
"No they're not," Danny replied as he stood behind Rafe.
"Next!" Evelyn shouted as Rafe sauntered over to her.
"Just keep practicing the bottom line, and don't worry, I'm right behind you," Danny said calmly as Rafe recited the lines.
"JLMPKO, JLMPKO," he mumbled until Evelyn motioned for his chart.
"Ma'am," he nodded as he read the lines. "JLMPKOETX! Eyes like an eagle, ma'am!" Rafe shouted.
"Not so fast, flyboy, and instead of the very bottom, read the very top, both eyes," Evelyn said as she continued shuffling her paperwork.
Rafe gulped. "Yea…C- sorry J…um C…W…uh W…Q," he trailed off.
Evelyn looked up and smiled out of pity. "Read the bottom line again please, but read it right to left and every other letter," she said as she watched him carefully.
"E-X…um…X-E! Ma'am I know how this looks," Rafe said as he stared at her cautiously.
"I'm sorry Lieutenant, I really am, but Army and Navy requires 20/20 vision," she stated as she moved to stamp his chart.
"It's not a problem with my eyes, I mean I can see. It's just letters, I get them mixed up sometimes, that's all," Rafe replied.
Evelyn folded her arms impatiently. "Well maybe after some schooling, you can come back and take the test again," she said as she grabbed her stamp.
"No, I had schooling…the teachers, they just didn't know what to make of it. Ma'am, please don't take my wings," he said as he gently grabbed her wrist.
"Evelyn rotate to Station 3," a plump, middle-aged nurse called to her over the partition.
Evelyn sighed and reached for his file. She stamped "Pass" on his folder, handed it back to him and gathered her things as she walked away, leaving him dumbfounded.
*~*
Evelyn placed her things on the desk of her new station and started preparing the shots that would be given to the recruits. As she finished with the shots, Rafe entered her station. She glanced up and shook her head.
"I never got a chance to thank you for what you did," he said.
"Drop your skivvies," Evelyn replied as she cut him off.
"Like this?" he questioned.
Evelyn rolled her eyes as she prepped him for the shot. "That's fine," she said.
He continued to mumble on, and she abruptly cut him off again.
"You know, you still haven't said thank you," she said matter-of-factly.
He blushed. "Thank you," he said as he smiled.
"You're welcome," she said as she gave him the shot. He winced, and she giggled.
"Gosh, did I poke too deep?" she questioned.
"I think you hit the bone there," he said as his eyes watered.
"Next!" Evelyn shouted as Rafe stood up to leave.
"Miss, I really, really, lick you," he said as his hand flew up to his mouth.
Evelyn stared at him, frozen in place.
"I mean like you. I didn't mean to say that," Rafe said as he apologized.
"I just wanted to know if I could maybe donate dinner…I mean buy you dinner," he said as he almost knocked over the IV stand.
Evelyn looked at him as she glanced at his chart.
"This isn't your chart…have you had this shot already?" she questioned sternly.
He shrugged. "Yea, I think once, maybe," he said as he tried to steady himself.
"Can I ask you out?" he questioned as he swayed in position.
"No!" Evelyn answered as she stared at him, shocked.
"All right then," he mumbled as he fell and smacked his head on the supply cart.
"Oh! Evelyn, what'd you do to him?" Barbara giggled.
*~*
Later that night, Evelyn was leaving the medical center with the nurses as they were headed back to the hotel. They had just received word that they were going to be shipped out to Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. The nurses' all chattered excitedly as the made their way down the stone steps.
"Hey!" Rafe shouted as he ran up to meet Evelyn. The other nurses took this as their cue to leave, and left Evelyn, giggling in the process.
"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" Evelyn questioned as she noticed Rafe's nose.
"Oh, yea I feel great. It's just a standard precautionary thing," he said as she laughed.
"I have some champagne, imported from France, do you wanna join me?" Rafe asked in his southern drawl.
"Sure, why not," Evelyn replied as she sat down on the steps. Rafe took out two glasses and tried to get the cork off of the bottle. All of a sudden, the cork popped out and hit him right smack in the nose. He winced and continued to pour the champagne into the glasses.
"Cork just got away from me," he said as she laughed. He stopped and grabbed his noise as he placed the bottle down.
"God, it hurts, oh it hurts something fierce," he laughed as she helped him.
"Oh gosh, you're bleeding, here lie back," Evelyn said as she picked up some snow and placed it on his nose.
"Ow, it's cold, I can't breathe," he yelled as she held the snow in place.
"Lie still," she told him as she smiled.
"You're so beautiful it hurts," he said as she giggled.
"It's your nose that hurts," she replied as she lifted the snow from his nose.
"No, I think it's my heart," he said as he moved his head towards her.
She bent down to kiss him, and in that moment, the whole world just stopped. From then on, she knew that Rafe was the special one in her life, and nothing could ever take that away from her.
Disclaimer: All Pearl Harbor characters belong to Randall Wallace. I'm just borrowing for the sake of my story. Lyrics belong to Dido.
AN: Ok, this is my second Pearl fic in two days. This one along with my Red/Betty one, Paradise will be updated frequently. This is a Rafe/Evelyn story, so enjoy! Just to clear some things up: 1) Rafe does go to England and 2) No Evelyn/Danny involvement. Don't forget to R&R!
*~*
"I won't leave…until you're resting here with me…"
December 1940
Evelyn Stewart impatiently sat at her desk, tapping her foot against the cool linoleum floor. She flipped through the stacks of paper on her desk as recruit after recruit made their way to her for their eye examination.
"Eye exam number four!" she shouted out as she stamped the previous man's file.
Rafe McCawley and Daniel Walker made their way over to the station.
"I'm gonna fail, they're gonna take my wings away," Rafe mumbled as he approached Evelyn.
"No they're not," Danny replied as he stood behind Rafe.
"Next!" Evelyn shouted as Rafe sauntered over to her.
"Just keep practicing the bottom line, and don't worry, I'm right behind you," Danny said calmly as Rafe recited the lines.
"JLMPKO, JLMPKO," he mumbled until Evelyn motioned for his chart.
"Ma'am," he nodded as he read the lines. "JLMPKOETX! Eyes like an eagle, ma'am!" Rafe shouted.
"Not so fast, flyboy, and instead of the very bottom, read the very top, both eyes," Evelyn said as she continued shuffling her paperwork.
Rafe gulped. "Yea…C- sorry J…um C…W…uh W…Q," he trailed off.
Evelyn looked up and smiled out of pity. "Read the bottom line again please, but read it right to left and every other letter," she said as she watched him carefully.
"E-X…um…X-E! Ma'am I know how this looks," Rafe said as he stared at her cautiously.
"I'm sorry Lieutenant, I really am, but Army and Navy requires 20/20 vision," she stated as she moved to stamp his chart.
"It's not a problem with my eyes, I mean I can see. It's just letters, I get them mixed up sometimes, that's all," Rafe replied.
Evelyn folded her arms impatiently. "Well maybe after some schooling, you can come back and take the test again," she said as she grabbed her stamp.
"No, I had schooling…the teachers, they just didn't know what to make of it. Ma'am, please don't take my wings," he said as he gently grabbed her wrist.
"Evelyn rotate to Station 3," a plump, middle-aged nurse called to her over the partition.
Evelyn sighed and reached for his file. She stamped "Pass" on his folder, handed it back to him and gathered her things as she walked away, leaving him dumbfounded.
*~*
Evelyn placed her things on the desk of her new station and started preparing the shots that would be given to the recruits. As she finished with the shots, Rafe entered her station. She glanced up and shook her head.
"I never got a chance to thank you for what you did," he said.
"Drop your skivvies," Evelyn replied as she cut him off.
"Like this?" he questioned.
Evelyn rolled her eyes as she prepped him for the shot. "That's fine," she said.
He continued to mumble on, and she abruptly cut him off again.
"You know, you still haven't said thank you," she said matter-of-factly.
He blushed. "Thank you," he said as he smiled.
"You're welcome," she said as she gave him the shot. He winced, and she giggled.
"Gosh, did I poke too deep?" she questioned.
"I think you hit the bone there," he said as his eyes watered.
"Next!" Evelyn shouted as Rafe stood up to leave.
"Miss, I really, really, lick you," he said as his hand flew up to his mouth.
Evelyn stared at him, frozen in place.
"I mean like you. I didn't mean to say that," Rafe said as he apologized.
"I just wanted to know if I could maybe donate dinner…I mean buy you dinner," he said as he almost knocked over the IV stand.
Evelyn looked at him as she glanced at his chart.
"This isn't your chart…have you had this shot already?" she questioned sternly.
He shrugged. "Yea, I think once, maybe," he said as he tried to steady himself.
"Can I ask you out?" he questioned as he swayed in position.
"No!" Evelyn answered as she stared at him, shocked.
"All right then," he mumbled as he fell and smacked his head on the supply cart.
"Oh! Evelyn, what'd you do to him?" Barbara giggled.
*~*
Later that night, Evelyn was leaving the medical center with the nurses as they were headed back to the hotel. They had just received word that they were going to be shipped out to Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. The nurses' all chattered excitedly as the made their way down the stone steps.
"Hey!" Rafe shouted as he ran up to meet Evelyn. The other nurses took this as their cue to leave, and left Evelyn, giggling in the process.
"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" Evelyn questioned as she noticed Rafe's nose.
"Oh, yea I feel great. It's just a standard precautionary thing," he said as she laughed.
"I have some champagne, imported from France, do you wanna join me?" Rafe asked in his southern drawl.
"Sure, why not," Evelyn replied as she sat down on the steps. Rafe took out two glasses and tried to get the cork off of the bottle. All of a sudden, the cork popped out and hit him right smack in the nose. He winced and continued to pour the champagne into the glasses.
"Cork just got away from me," he said as she laughed. He stopped and grabbed his noise as he placed the bottle down.
"God, it hurts, oh it hurts something fierce," he laughed as she helped him.
"Oh gosh, you're bleeding, here lie back," Evelyn said as she picked up some snow and placed it on his nose.
"Ow, it's cold, I can't breathe," he yelled as she held the snow in place.
"Lie still," she told him as she smiled.
"You're so beautiful it hurts," he said as she giggled.
"It's your nose that hurts," she replied as she lifted the snow from his nose.
"No, I think it's my heart," he said as he moved his head towards her.
She bent down to kiss him, and in that moment, the whole world just stopped. From then on, she knew that Rafe was the special one in her life, and nothing could ever take that away from her.