NOTHING ONE LIKE YOU HAS EVER BEEN SCENE BEFORE

This Fan Fiction is based on a true story of two soul mates who met but unfortunately were not destined to be permanently together. They loved each other to the end of their lives, but unfortunate events kept them apart. I wanted to tell their story of how their met, fell in love, parted, came back together, parted again, and still love each other into eternity. Because they were very special to me I wanted to give them a happy ending using my two favorite characters. Many, many thanks to my terrific BETA who has gone on this journey with me. Her help had made this an even more special account.

ESG had created wonderful enduring characters for that we are eternally grateful.

CHAPTER ONE

"Hey hurry up will ya, we're gonna be late." Andrea yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

Coming out of her bedroom Della Street looked down at her best friend and explained, "I don't think I should go Michael might not be happy about it."

"Michael, Michael, Michael, what are you his slave? You're not married yet." Her friend was disgusted.

Della's father came out of his den newspaper in his hands. "What seems to be the problem here, young ladies?"

The young girl looked at him pleadingly, "Mr. Street, will you tell your daughter than even if she is engaged going to the USO dance is not a bad thing to do?"

"What is the problem Della?" her father wanted to know.

Leaning over the banister Della told him, "Dad I know Michael is out of town, but I am afraid he might be angry that I'm going to a party without him."

"Get ready and go with Andrea, after all her mother organized this event to raise money to keep the USO going and have a last night of entertainment. These boys are headed out tomorrow." Mr. Street remarked. "Besides your mother and I will be there later our company bought a table."

Agreeing reluctantly his daughter said, "alright dad but if Michael is angry you can explain."

A little over and hour later the girls were getting out of Andrea's car and heading for the back door where they would help with any last-minute arrangements before the doors opened.

Andrea's mother, Elizabeth, was delighted to see the girls. "Don't you two, look lovely. She admired Della's Green off the shoulder silk dress and her daughter's a rose-colored taffeta sheath with the sweetheart collar. Maybe you'll meet some handsome eligible men tonight."

"Moothheerr" Andrea complained, "how could you forget Della's wedding just a little over two weeks away, and your own daughter is maid of honor?"

Her mother blushed, "Oh dear, I am in such a tizzy over this project. I'm sorry Della. You must be so excited, Dear."

Smiling prettily the 20-year-old Della said, "Don't worry Mrs. Montgomery, I know you have lots of other things on your mind. Maybe Andrea will meet a handsome eligible officer."

"Della!" Her friend exclaimed. "Don't give her ideas she'll introduce me to every soldier who walks in the door."

"Girls, go and check the tables for me, will you? Make sure all the candles are lit, there are pretzels, ashtrays, and napkins on the tables. We have been so lucky so many people have donated food and drinks for tonight. All the tables are sold and even the bands have donated time," Andrea's mother informed them.

Excited the girls headed for the ballroom all decorated with welcome signs, glittering lights, and a band tuning up. When the two pretty girls walked in the band members whistled.

As they checked out the tables Andrea said, "In about a half hour there will be men everywhere."

"I hope you do find someone special. Wouldn't it be great if we were both married, and our kids grew up together and became best friends?" Della asked her friend.

Grinning Andrea agreed and then asked seriously, "Del, how are you sure Michael is the right guy?"

Looking puzzled Della inquired, "why would you ask that? I've known Michael and his family all my life. People expected us to get married. We love each other."

"He seems to think we spend too much time together. We're both romantic and love romance. Michael seems so settled, he wants the house, the kids right away, and you to stay home all the time." Andrea seemed perplexed and concerned.

"Has he said anything? He did let me finish my legal secretary course. I explained if anything would happen to him I would need to support myself and any children we had."

She twisted her hands trying to explain, "It isn't anything he said Della. You have always loved going out, having adventures, been the life of the party. It just seems, well, when you are with Michael you change."

Della laughed, "I guess I am just growing up. I'm ready for the responsibility of being a wife and mother. I promise we will still be best friends. Wait until you are in this position, you'll see how it feels. Now let's hurry the doors open in a very few minutes."

Andrea had been right, the minute the doors opened men of every shape, color, and size came hurrying through into the ballroom. They were looking for all the girls who had come in from the back of the building. Della coming out of the cloakroom tried to push her way through that mass of humanity. Several men called out to her, but she kept moving pointing to her pin saying USO hostess.

Suddenly a clear pathway opened to her and then she saw him. Time literally stood still. Sounds of voices faded away. All she saw was the handsomest man she had even seen in her life. He was in an officer's uniform, over six-foot-tall, dark curly hair, gorgeous blue eyes, enchanting dimples, and the broadest shoulders.

He was walking right toward her and holding out his hand.