Danny's Story [What If?]
Chapter 6: Three's A Crowd
A/N: Be proud of me I finally saw the beginning of the movie! Yeah! Hoorah for me! Haha, oh yea the book Pearl Harbor is really awesome. Everyone should read it. You know the song they play at weddings when the bride goes down the aisle? "Dum dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum"? I don't know the name of it. So in this story it is called the Wedding March. I feel really bad about a review I wrote that was totally not true. So please read Sara's story "and then he kissed her." It's really good!
PS Dear Dee,
I talk "like that." And I know a lot of other people who "talk like that." And I live (born n raised) in West Virginia. Anyway Danny was gonna be a writer. At least he was in the book anyway.
The organist stretched her fingers. The Wedding March began to play. Danny stood at the front of the church waiting expectantly for Evelyn and her sister. Rafe stood next to him. Just like Rafe stood next to Danny whenever he got in trouble. Or got an award. Whenever something happened in Danny's life, Rafe was there. Like a brother. A twin, even.
Evelyn turned to Danny as she made her way up the steps. Her sister stood turned the same way. Danny looked into Evelyn's eyes. They smiled at each other.
"We are gathered here today to join Daniel Walker and Evelyn Stewart in matrimony," he began.
Danny reached out and grabbed Evelyn's hand. He squeezed it and smiled again at her. She blushed a bit and smiled back.
"Do you, Daniel Walker, take this woman, Evelyn Stewart, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do," Danny said.
"And do you, Evelyn Stewart, take this man, Daniel Walker, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"
Evelyn hesitated "I....I do," she answered.
"If anyone has a reason they should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." There was a pause. "Then I pronounce you husband and wife. Danny, you can kiss the bride," he said smiling.
They both smiled at each other. Danny leaned in and kissed Evelyn. The kiss felt like magic had burst through their lips. They were connected. Forever.
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Rafe felt weird that night all alone. After Becca had left. Once Danny and Evelyn had gone to sleep. His dreams became memories of his life.
He was back in Tennessee. He could hear an engine. He could see two boys in a fire engine red plane. He looked closer. One was himself. He could see the events play out in front of his eyes. Danny's father smacking him. Rafe getting the piece of wood and hitting him in the back. The spitting insult. "You're my best friend."
The scene was suddenly gone. He was now in a crowded hospital. He could see a younger version of himself and Danny again, but this time they were only a few years younger. The voice echoed throughout his head, "J-L-M-K-P-O! Eyes like an eagle, ma'am."
He saw Danny helping him. Trying to let him know it was "X-E" and not "E-X." Rafe stared at his younger self and tried not to look at Evelyn whose fingers lingered over the medical rejection stamp. He saw himself sweet talk his ass outta that position.
The scene again faded. He saw himself and Danny again. Arguing. "Dammit, Rafe! Its war-where the losers die, and there aren't any winners, just guys who turn into broken-down wrecks like my father!"
The settings changed over and over showing scenes from Rafe's life like a movie. But, instead of showing Evelyn and Danny getting married, Danny came with him on the Doolittle raid. "No, this isn't right," he mumbled. No one could hear him.
He saw his own plane go down. And then Danny's plane. He watched the scene unfold. Danny was in pretty bad shape. Someone had a gun to Rafe. He saw Danny knock the gun away from the man and then he got shot himself. He saw a look on himself that represented fear and shock. The Japanese were dead.
But, Danny. He didn't look too good. "I'm not...I'm not...gonna...so cold...gonna make it," Rafe heard Danny say.
"Yes, you are, Danny. YES, YOU ARE!" Rafe screamed.
He saw himself tell Danny something else and then he leaned in to hear Danny's whispered response. Then he saw Danny's body go limp. "Danny!" he called out. "Land of the free, Danny! Land of the free!" But he would never hear Danny's response again.
Rafe woke up in a cold sweat. He had had a nightmare. One in which Danny had died. One that was mixed with real memories. It had seemed eerily real. He looked at the clock. 2:00 AM. He laid his head down again, but he didn't sleep soundly. He often woke up to make sure he wasn't in Tennessee.
He had been mad at Danny for being with Evelyn. For marring her. But now he felt so selfish. If Evelyn hadn't told him of his baby, if Danny had never been with Evelyn, he would be dead now. And that's not an easy thing to sleep on.
Chapter 6: Three's A Crowd
A/N: Be proud of me I finally saw the beginning of the movie! Yeah! Hoorah for me! Haha, oh yea the book Pearl Harbor is really awesome. Everyone should read it. You know the song they play at weddings when the bride goes down the aisle? "Dum dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum"? I don't know the name of it. So in this story it is called the Wedding March. I feel really bad about a review I wrote that was totally not true. So please read Sara's story "and then he kissed her." It's really good!
PS Dear Dee,
I talk "like that." And I know a lot of other people who "talk like that." And I live (born n raised) in West Virginia. Anyway Danny was gonna be a writer. At least he was in the book anyway.
The organist stretched her fingers. The Wedding March began to play. Danny stood at the front of the church waiting expectantly for Evelyn and her sister. Rafe stood next to him. Just like Rafe stood next to Danny whenever he got in trouble. Or got an award. Whenever something happened in Danny's life, Rafe was there. Like a brother. A twin, even.
Evelyn turned to Danny as she made her way up the steps. Her sister stood turned the same way. Danny looked into Evelyn's eyes. They smiled at each other.
"We are gathered here today to join Daniel Walker and Evelyn Stewart in matrimony," he began.
Danny reached out and grabbed Evelyn's hand. He squeezed it and smiled again at her. She blushed a bit and smiled back.
"Do you, Daniel Walker, take this woman, Evelyn Stewart, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do," Danny said.
"And do you, Evelyn Stewart, take this man, Daniel Walker, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"
Evelyn hesitated "I....I do," she answered.
"If anyone has a reason they should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." There was a pause. "Then I pronounce you husband and wife. Danny, you can kiss the bride," he said smiling.
They both smiled at each other. Danny leaned in and kissed Evelyn. The kiss felt like magic had burst through their lips. They were connected. Forever.
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Rafe felt weird that night all alone. After Becca had left. Once Danny and Evelyn had gone to sleep. His dreams became memories of his life.
He was back in Tennessee. He could hear an engine. He could see two boys in a fire engine red plane. He looked closer. One was himself. He could see the events play out in front of his eyes. Danny's father smacking him. Rafe getting the piece of wood and hitting him in the back. The spitting insult. "You're my best friend."
The scene was suddenly gone. He was now in a crowded hospital. He could see a younger version of himself and Danny again, but this time they were only a few years younger. The voice echoed throughout his head, "J-L-M-K-P-O! Eyes like an eagle, ma'am."
He saw Danny helping him. Trying to let him know it was "X-E" and not "E-X." Rafe stared at his younger self and tried not to look at Evelyn whose fingers lingered over the medical rejection stamp. He saw himself sweet talk his ass outta that position.
The scene again faded. He saw himself and Danny again. Arguing. "Dammit, Rafe! Its war-where the losers die, and there aren't any winners, just guys who turn into broken-down wrecks like my father!"
The settings changed over and over showing scenes from Rafe's life like a movie. But, instead of showing Evelyn and Danny getting married, Danny came with him on the Doolittle raid. "No, this isn't right," he mumbled. No one could hear him.
He saw his own plane go down. And then Danny's plane. He watched the scene unfold. Danny was in pretty bad shape. Someone had a gun to Rafe. He saw Danny knock the gun away from the man and then he got shot himself. He saw a look on himself that represented fear and shock. The Japanese were dead.
But, Danny. He didn't look too good. "I'm not...I'm not...gonna...so cold...gonna make it," Rafe heard Danny say.
"Yes, you are, Danny. YES, YOU ARE!" Rafe screamed.
He saw himself tell Danny something else and then he leaned in to hear Danny's whispered response. Then he saw Danny's body go limp. "Danny!" he called out. "Land of the free, Danny! Land of the free!" But he would never hear Danny's response again.
Rafe woke up in a cold sweat. He had had a nightmare. One in which Danny had died. One that was mixed with real memories. It had seemed eerily real. He looked at the clock. 2:00 AM. He laid his head down again, but he didn't sleep soundly. He often woke up to make sure he wasn't in Tennessee.
He had been mad at Danny for being with Evelyn. For marring her. But now he felt so selfish. If Evelyn hadn't told him of his baby, if Danny had never been with Evelyn, he would be dead now. And that's not an easy thing to sleep on.
