A/n: so it continues! I'm trying to decide whether or not to hurt Danny when he goes to war. Hmm… decisions… decisions… something dramatic has to happen to him. Maybe I'll make him go through some horrible situation… he! he! I love this!
When she and Betty arrived at the bar, everyone else was already there. They joined the rest of the girls at their usual corner table. She spotted Danny with all the other guys up at the bar, drinking their scotch and trying to hussle the bartender into giving them free drinks. It never worked. He saw Evelyn and smiled at her. She smiled back at him and then he turned his attention back to his scotch. She and Betty greeted the other girls and sat down with them. Sandra and Barbara were both staring at a "body-building" sailor that was now leaving the bar. "mmm..." Barbara said, "now that's a man!" All the girls at the table laughed at this remark and agreed with her.
Evelyn glanced at the couples who were slow-dancing out on the dancefloor. She remembered how she felt when Rafe and her had danced like that. She felt so content in her life. Now, everything was messed up. Rafe was gone, and Danny was leaving. Danny... Her thoughts moved onto him. She shifted her gaze down to the floor at her feet. When she looked up again Danny was standing in front of her holding out his hand. She knew exactly what he was asking her. She gingerly placed her hand in his. "Come on." He said half laughing as he pulled from her chair and lead her to the open dancefloor. He pulled her close to him and they began to sway with the music. After about a minute, Evelyn slipped her hand out of his and placed it around his neck. She pressed herself into him, and felt his other arm wrap around her waist and settle on her back. She didn't look up at him, knowing she'd probably cry. She just simple placed her head on his chest and danced with him. She closed her eyes and thought about him, and only him. He was so gentle and so sweet. And yet he had that quiet, mysteriousness about him. He had been such a good friend to her, and that was all she thought of him as. Until then. Until that moment when the whole world melted away.
Danny was having similar thoughts. He had always thought she was very beautiful and had always been attracted to her. But not remotely like he was now. Now he was think about what it would be like if this was the way it always was. Being with her was the one good thing that came out of Rafe's death. But she was his. He had loved her so much. It was he who was suppose to be with her. Not Danny. But he was content in that moment. The first peaceful moment he had had in a long time. But he was leaving in the morning. Leaving, and perhaps not coming back. He had always thought he was invincible, like many others did, but after Rafe's death, he realized that he too could die. It didn't matter how good of a pilot he was, it all had to do with luck. He wasn't too sure about his feeling toward Evelyn. She had always been just a friend to him. But lately when he looked at her, he got the feeling they were meant to be more than that.
Evelyn had gotten completely lost in the moment. She'd almost forgotten that Danny would be leaving her in the morning. She wanted to spend some time alone with him before then. Away from the group so they could talk. She pulled away from him and asked him to come for a walk with her. He agreed and lead her out of the bar, not even telling his friends they were leaving.
Neither one said anything at first as they walked along the beach. Then, Danny stopped abruptly and turned to Evelyn. "Are you alright with all of this?" He asked. "Does my opinion really matter?" She replied, "Your going to leave no matter what I say." Danny was struck by her forwardness. He was having trouble coming up with an answer to that one. "Well, I just don't want you to hate me for this. And your opinion does matter to me." "Danny, you're the best friend I really have here, I just don't want anything to happen to you." "Nothing's gonna happen to me." Evelyn looked away from him and looked out over the ocean. She wished she could believe him when he said that. "And how do you know that?" She said after a long pause. He sighed. She'd cornered him. He had no reply to that. Evelyn wasn't expecting an answer. They just stood there, at a loss for words.
A/n: hmm… what now? This is my first attempt at fan fiction, so if it sucks don't hate me!