Danny's Story [what if?]

A/N: What if Evelyn had told Danny about his son? What if Danny had decided not to go? Would Danny/Rafe still be fighting? This story takes place directly after Pearl Harbor.

Updated A/N: You may be wondering why I took this story off of the Pearl Harbor site. I actually did it awhile ago when I was cleaning out the stories I didn't want on the site anymore. And I love this story. So I'm putting it back up, along with another one. Okay, I admit it, I'm nuts.

The sea of black encircled Danny and Rafe. They mindlessly gave the usual condolences you have to at a funeral. "Red, I'm so sorry," Danny said to Red. He was leaning over Betty's coffin with tears streaming down his face.

"Thank...thank you Danny," he choked out. He put his head into his hands.

The melancholy mood spread throughout the building. The offer, or order, stood out clearly in the two men's minds. "A mission. The secret kind. The dangerous kind."

Of course there was no doubt they were going to do it. But, that would mean leaving Evelyn. Sweet, innocent Evelyn. "Rafe, I am leaving," he said to his friend.

"Why," he asked. He turned towards Danny. He only had to glance at the look in his friend's eyes to know why. "Oh, OK. I guess we can leave. Where are you going?" Rafe then said.

"Home," Danny whispered. His shoes seemed very interesting, for his eyes did not move away from them. "To pack," he then added. He slipped into the shadows. Rafe refocused his attention. Evelyn came up to him, her eyes filled with tears.

"Do you know where Danny is?" she asked him.

"Are you looking for Danny?" Rafe said. Evelyn seemed to ponder this question for some time.

"Rafe, come on," she said grabbing his hand. She led him outside. "No...I was looking for you," she responded.

"You were looking for Danny. Don't lie about it," Rafe snapped.

"We thought you were dead, Rafe!" she said back. Tears spilled out of her eyes. She lowered her voice. "He loves you like he would love his own brother! He respects you, damn it! He respects you more than he respects himself or me! Damn it, Rafe, he would never purposely hurt you! Never!"

"Evelyn, I didn't mean..."

"Yes, you did mean that! You meant that I stopped loving you! And I have never done that. We thought you were dead. We both needed comforting. And now...now... oh God Rafe! Now I am carrying his child," she collapsed into his arms.

He looked at her for a moment. "Evelyn, we're leaving. Danny and I are leaving."

"He can't leave! And neither can you. I need both of you right now. I won't let my child grow up without a father."

"Danny won't leave," Rafe said. "I'll make sure of it. You leave everything to me..." he rocked her gently. "He won't leave you."

Ending A/N: Please tell me if I should continue. I really need support here. Love you all.