The follows the plot until Rafe crashes in Europe. Then I take creative licensing and change it. Nothing belongs to me except for the plot change…I'd like Ben Affleck, though. Yummy!
I awake to the door opening to see Jean-Luc and Michael lugging in a body.
"What is that?" I ask in French.
"It's a British pilot who crashed into the ocean. We just got to him before the Germans," the men said.
"Thank God. Let me have a look at him," I say, motioning to the bed,
They lay him down on the bed, and I examine him.
"He looks okay. I think he needs to sleep it off. If you can get some more food, I can try and wake him up. I don't feel any broken bones," I say.
Jean-Luc and Michael leave to find food, while I sit on the bed and wipe his forehead.
"An Angel?" asks the pilot, starting to come to.
"Not quite, pilot. Wake up. I have some food. You need to eat," I say, getting bread and soup.
"Thank you," he says, sitting up and eating.
I clean up his plate and sit on the bed.
"What's your name, pilot?" I ask.
"Rafe McCawley, US Air Force," the mysterious pilot answers, "And you?"
"Lt. Amanda Evan, US nurse. I came to Britain to help, but I got stuck in France during the occupation. Where are you from, Lt. McCawely?" I ask.
"Call me Rafe, Lt. Evans. Shelby, Tennessee. You?"
"Amanda, Rafe, and Russellville, Kentucky," I answer, "Nice to meet another American."
"So, Amanda, any chance of getting out of here?"
"Not likely…been here 3 months I'd say. I want to go home. We're basically going to have to find a safe time to sneak out. Eventually, Jean-Luc and Michael are on the lookout. They will tell us when we can go. Can I examine you again?"
"Why, lieutenant, you make me blush," he says, sitting up.
"Easy, mister. I'm a nurse. If we're gonna be living together, then why don't you tell me about yourself. Got a girl back home?"
"A nurse named Evelyn. I love her. She probably has no clue what happened to me. The only reason I was saved was because I made a deal with God…," Rafe says sadly, "but enough of the sadness, what about you?"
"Well, I don't have a boy waiting for me. There was this guy in Britain, but he probably doesn't care. It's been three months. All my family probably thinks I'm dead. I want to get back to Russellville, or at least back to the states. No more England for me."
"I do miss the south. I don't have much family. My best friend, Danny, who is like my brother, is waiting for me at Pearl Harbor."
"I'd love to be in Hawaii. So beautiful."
"Well, when we get out, you can come back with me. We can always use more nurses. Especially one like you, who knows what to do."
"Deal, Rafe. Well, you are going to be just fine, hun. Just a little rest, and I figure you will back to normal.