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~PraiseworthySea's POV~

"I don't know where she is. She just disappeared. Never went to bed last night. I'm sorry Major, but I don't know what to do" Anna panicked.

"Who's disappeared?" I questioned, strolling in to the hospital. Anna hugged me and kept saying that she thought I was dead. Boyington was watching me get squished to death. He most likely thought it was humorous from the way he was smirking at me.

"Huh what? Oh! You thought I was dead. Holy cats Anna, I just went for a walk on the beach for a little while. That's it. Honest." I tried to reassure her while squirming in her grasp.

"A FEW HOURS! You were missing for over TWENTY-FOUR!" she cried out letting go of me. My hands automatically covered my ears. This normally calm woman could yell very loud when she was upset.

"Nah, it couldn't have been that long" I replied after I uncovered my ears. I glanced at my watch or where I believed it was. Forgot that Pappy made me take off all of the things from my time period and leave them in the bag he gave me. The Major certainly thought of all the details.

"I think I covered the entire beach in about three hours and sat down to watch the sunset. Then I... oh boy." I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand. "You know how many time zone changes I made and I haven't gotten used to it, yet. It's no wonder I fell asleep for so long. I'm sorry for worrying you."

"I'm glad you are okay" Anna replied and I took it that she forgave me.

"Morgan, may I speak to you for a moment?" Boyington requested and went to the other side of the room.

"Um sure, Pappy. I'll be right back, Anna." I ran over to him. "What's up?"

He put an arm over my shoulder and spoke in an undertone "There is a RSC-1 that came in and I might be able to use it to fly you to China. The second option is we'll fly in one of the Dauntlesses and-"

I held up a finger to interrupt him. "Wait a sec. What is a RSC-1?"

"It's also called a Curtiss C-46 Commando. It's transporter and is operated by a four-man crew. As I was saying, if we use the Dauntless I can fly it back and not loose a plane. As a last resort you will be flying one of the Corsairs."

"What! I don't know how!" I shouted.

"Ssh! I will teach you in case you have to. We'll practice in one of the trainers" he informed me, motioning for me to quiet down.

"But Pappy, you can't seriously expect me to fly one of the most difficult planes in the Pacific Theater. They don't call it the Ensign Killer for nothing; ya have to be an extremely good pilot. Besides quite a few of the ones you have are early models and your blind-spots are practically everywhere on those types. Mainly directly in front of you, so you're pretty much flying blind and then you have to get the right oil-to-fuel ratio even while you are doing tricks to escape the enemy. Speaking of which, there are the Japanese that you have to worry about, too" I rambled in a loud whisper.

"Where did you learn all of that?"

I shifted uncomfortably and I prayed that I hadn't said anything wrong. "Books. I like reading about the Boeing B-17 Flying Fortress and sometimes I read about fighter planes. That doesn't mean I want to learn how to fly either of them in the middle of a war" I said.

"If all goes well you won't even have to touch a thing, but in case something does happen I want you to know what to do" Pappy said trying to put my mind at ease. It wasn't working very well.

~Major Boyington's POV~

"Oh jeez it's the Japanese!" Morgan said in an upset voice.

"Where?" I asked. It was a several days later when we actually took to the sky and there hadn't been any enemy aircraft around unless you counted the Washing Machine Charlie. He was pretty harmless though.

"About eight o'clock," she replied. I turned to take a look. There were two Zeros and I was pretty sure they saw us from the way they were coming. Today our luck didn't hold out.

"Hang tight, Morgan and don't touch the stick!" I shouted back to her.

"No problem Pappy."

I hear cannon fire from the Zeros and I shoot at them. One goes into the ocean and the other makes a few holes in my plane. Some how I manage to hit him, but I let him go because my engine is smoking. Luckily we aren't far from the 214.

"Vella la Cava this is Black Sheep One. Can you hear me?" I said into the radio. Nothing. I repeated the question and this time I got a static sounding answer.

"This is La Cava. Read you loud and clear Black Sheep One. What's the problem?" Casey's voice asked.

"Bogies got my engine and I'm coming in. Get the strip ready" I informed him.

"Will do. Be careful. Out." I heard a click. Morgan was very silent in the back and I worry that she got hit when that Japanese pilot shot at my canopy.

"You still with me?" I holler to her. I receive a shaky yes and relief floods over me. "I'm going to land this bird and we are going to get out fast. You understand?"

"Yea. You're afraid it'll blow-up because the radial is flaming," she commented solemnly.

~PraiseworthySea's POV~

Usually I would be excited because I loved landings and take-offs. This time it was different. What Pappy said had me real scared. I looked down at the runway and saw people running around. I shut my eyes tight and gulped as we started our descent. Before I knew it we were on the ground. I heard whooshing sound of fire extinguishers. Some one yanked the canopy open and almost dragged me out. Pappy was already on the ground away from the plane. I wanted to collapse right then and there but I couldn't.

"Are you okay, Captain? You look pale" Don commented. He had been the one who got me out of the aircraft.

"I'll be fine in just a minute. Thanks for getting me out, Lt. French."

"You sure?"

"Yeah yeah, go on. I'm going to stand here a bit. Get my land legs so to speak." I gave Don a weak half-smile to reassure him so he'd leave and he did. Truth was my feet were rooted to the ground and no amount of shifting would budge them.

Pappy caught my eye. He was talking to Gutterman and gave a slight nod to my direction. Whatever those two are cooking up please don't let it involve me. I didn't think I could take it today, not after what just happened anyway. Pappy made his way to me with Gutterman following a few steps behind to his right.

"Pretend I'm not here and go past me" I prayed in my mind. They stopped directly in front of me. Aw, man!

"Jim, I want you to take Morgan back to the hospital" Pappy instructed him. Gutterman looked like he ate a lemon when he was expecting something totally different.

"Oh come on Greg. You know how we don't get along" he argued.

"I do not need his help. I can get there myself" I declared at the same time. I wanted to be left alone.

"That was an order not a request, Captains." He was in a very commanding mood lately.

"Yes, sir" I mumbled. Gutterman grumbled but obeyed. The Major left us to deal with each other.