That night Rafe had a dream; he was back in his flying crate in England, the German pilot shooting down to the sea. He was then floating along on his wing, freezing to death, thinking about Evelyn, imaging them together in the warmth of Hawaii. He felt warmth and sat up from the wing to find himself in a small white room. Evelyn sat there on a white couch. "Evelyn," Rafe said holding out his hand, but she didn't hear him.
She looked around and Danny walked in from nowhere. "Evelyn," he said solemnly then began to giggle, "Rafe died."
"Oh, well to bad," Evelyn said pulling Danny by his tie on top of her. The two began to kiss and take things further and further.
"You guys wait!" Rafe screamed trying to pull Danny off of her. "I'm still alive… I'm right here."
Rafe rolled around in his bed screaming 'I'm still alive… I'm right here!' Evelyn ran over to his bedside. "What's wrong?" she said rubbing his forehead.
"Evelyn," Rafe paused, "did you ever love me? Or was it only because you thought I was pretty?"
Evelyn laughed as she whispered, "I've always loved you and I always will. It's just," she paused and looked around, "well, never mind. You need to rest, Danny's coming to visit in the morning and it's getting late."
"Aren't you going home?"
"No, I'm gonna stay her tonight."
"Ok, goodnight," Rafe said, Evelyn kissed him on the forehead and he went to sleep.
Danny walked into the hospital mid-morning that Monday. He walked in to see Rafe asleep in a bed with Evelyn on the floor sleeping atop Rafe's chest. He walked over and woke Evelyn up. "Oh, hi," she said as she slowly woke up.
"How's he doing?" Danny asked.
"Oh better, he couldn't sleep and I guess well I did before he could."
"Oh you don't have to explain it's ok." Danny lied. It wasn't ok he was so jealous he wouldn't be surprised if he was green with envy literally.
Evelyn smiled, "so how are you doing?"
"Good I guess," his Tennessee accent always made her laugh it was always so strong when he said certain words and this statement was full of them.
Rafe slowly woke up, "hey there Danny boy sorry I scared you out there again."
"It's alright, as long as you're still alive. But you can't keep on doing this to me!"
"Doing what? What I love?"
"You can't keep on dying on me and Evelyn like that."
"Hey I think I'm doing pretty well. I mean two crashes and no deaths."
"Don't get cocky with me Rafe, you scared me to death out there."
"I'm sorry man." Danny crossed the room towards Rafe and gave him a hug.
"I'm just glad you're still alive."
"Me too."
Danny's squadron, the nurses and Rafe gathered to the wake of all those who were killed in the attack. Red stood there crying in front of the casket that held his fiancée, the woman he was to marry, his love. Evelyn placed her hand on his shoulder for comfort.
"Are you Lieutenant Rafe McCawley?" A young Major came up and asked.
"Yes sir?" Rafe answered.
"And Lieutenant Walker, is he around?"
"Right there," Rafe said as Danny turned to respond to the sound of his name.
"I have orders for you," the major said, "you're both going stateside. We fly out in two hours." He handed them envelopes that must have had some kind of orders in them.
"What's this for?" Rafe asked shaking the envelope in his hand.
"Ask Colonel Doolittle," he said as he walked away.
Rafe smiled but then turned to Evelyn, who met his glare quickly, then looked to Danny. She looked in confusion as the two men walked away. Her heart was filled with possible reasons of why they had left. She quickly walked after them but they were gone.
Evelyn didn't know where to go whether to go to Danny or Rafe. She closed her eyes and let her heart decide. She found herself in front of Rafe's door, it was open and she could see him packing.
"Packing?" she asked as she walked over to him.
"I've got orders," he said as he stuffed another shirt into his small duffel bag.
"What kind of orders?"
"The secret kind."
"The dangerous kind," She said. Hers and Rafe's eyes met they both wanted to kiss and go crazy but she had something to say something important.
"Rafe," she paused and took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."
"Oh my God!" Rafe said, his eyes along with his face turning to shock.
"I didn't find out until the day you showed up," she took another deep breath. "And then all this happened. Danny doesn't know and I don't want him to know until he gets back. I want what's best for the baby but I also want what's best for me and those two things are different."
Rafe still just stood there, he was speechless. He turned away trying not to look at her. He wanted the whole thing to just be erased from time. He wanted to wake up from this whole nightmare. Rafe could feel his heart fall to the bottom of his foot where it couldn't feel any lower.
"I'm just so confused and I don't want either of you getting killed on that mission."
Rafe turned back around and looked at her. The sight of her made his knees weak and it was like looking at her for the first time again but now she wasn't young and pure, she was pregnant with his best friend's baby. Yet his emotions for her could not cease; his love for her was too strong. "Rafe please don't go." Rafe still did not speak he just stood there looking at her, wanting to kiss her wanting to love her and her love him back. He then grabbed his bag and walked to the cab.
"I have to." He said as he got into the back seat. As the cab drove away he saw her standing in the sun, tears streaming down her soft white cheeks. He turned away and began to cry.