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Lt. Dan walked towards the moonlit beach. When he got there he found Paul and Rabecca talking, facing the rising tide. He didn't want to interrupt or scare them so he just stood there listening.
"Why wont you tell me?" Paul asked. "I know you've been having nightmares about me dying but what else has been bothering you?"
"I don't want to talk about it okay." Rabecca stated.
"I'm your brother! Why cant you tell me! Why are you trying to push me away? Why cant you just tell me!?" he said angrily.
Rabecca stood up and turned so she was looking down at him. Her back was to the tide and the water was hitting her bare ankles. "Fine!" she yelled. "You want to know what's wrong? I'm in love with Dan! Every night I now not only have to watch you die, but him too!" I love both of you and now I'm going to lose you and be alone! That's what's bothering me!"
"You're in love with Lt. Dan?" Paul asked.
"Did I stutter? Yes Paul. I love him. A lot." Rabecca looked up and wiped off her face on her arm. When she looked straight ahead her eyes met Dan's. "Oh god." she whispered when she saw him. She turned around to face the ocean and stared at the sand on her feet.
Dan walked over to her and turned her around to face him. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was looking at him. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying but he still thought she was beautiful. He leaned down and kissed her.
"Don't cry over me." he said. "I'm not worth it."
"Don't say that." Rabecca said. "You are worth it."
"Look Becca. I do love you but…" he started.
"But come tomorrow we will never see each other again." she finished.
"Unfortunately." he whispered. He pulled her close to him and rested his head on her shoulder.
Rabecca noticed the increase in his breathing and his tight hold on her. He was trying not to cry. Rabecca held onto him tightly and tried her best to comfort him. She felt just as he did but right now she had to be strong for him.
Lt. Dan was trying the best he could not to cry. His throat was on fire and his eyes watered but he didn't want to cry. He couldn't. He had to be strong for her.