There You'll Be
Chapter 7
Do I Have To?

Jo was in the kitchen when she realized something. She walked into the living room and put her arms around Danny's neck, hugging him from behind.

"Sweetie?" she said sweetly.

"Honey," he replied, mocking her.

"It's time."

"For what? Lunch?"

"No, THE time."

"You mean--?"

"Yup."

He jumped up and rushed her to the car, grabbed Harley and put that in the car.

"What am I forgetting?"

"My suitcase?"

"That's right."

He grabbed that and drove to the hospital

"At least you didn't forget Harley."

"True. Now relax."

"I don't need to, you do. Remember, I know what to do, I've had Harley."

"Okay."

"Danny."

"What?"

"Breathe."

He took deep breaths and Jo laughed, and so did Harley.

"Baby!" screeched Harley.

"Yes, honey, that's right, babies. Danny when we get to the hospital don't forget to call Rafe, Gooz, Doolittle, Earl, and Tony."

"Not Red or Sandra?"

"Tell Gooz to call Red and Sandra."

"Okay."

They pulled into the hospital and Jo went into the hospital, and Danny brought in Harley and the suitcase.

"Danny sit down after you call the others and breathe."

He nodded and the nurse led Jo into a room.

"First child?" the nurse asked.

"For him, not me."

She laughed.

"I understand."

After a long while, longer than for Harley, which was ten hours, the baby came, first it was a baby boy, then a girl. They let them in. Harley sat in Jo's lap, and she introduced her to her little brother and sister.

"Harley, this is your brother Rafe Lorenzo, and your sister Andrea Hope."

Harley giggled,

"Rafe Lorenzo? I like Gooz Lorenzo better," said Gooz.

"No! I am not naming my child after you."

"Gooz, I don't think your wife would want to name her child Gooz, either," said Doolittle.

Everyone laughed and Gooz pouted. Jo handed Rafe, their son to Danny, and held Andy, their daughter, until the nurse came back in.

"Misses Walker, you need rest. It's three in the morning."

"Three in the morning? Jeez, last time it was ten hours, this time fourteen, since y'all have been in here an hour. Danny, you take Harley home, so she can sleep."

"A couple and two singles can come with us," said Rafe.

"And the other three can stay at our house."

Tony, Barbara, Red, Jennifer and Sandra stayed with Rafe and Evelyn, and Doolittle, Earl, Martha, Gooz and Lauren stayed at Danny and Jo's house. After a few days, Jo was able to leave the hospital, and go home. The next day, Rafe came by. He played with the kids and gave Jo what he had found. It was a large brown package.

"What is that package?" asked Evelyn, after dinner that night.

Everyone looked at Jo.

"The majority of you all ready know. Rafe, Red, Gooz, Earl and Tony, all ready know about what's in the package, just no one but me knows the story behind it," said Jo.

"Not Gerard?" said Rafe.

"Yes, Rafe, it's that package from Gerard, I never opened it. I actually had forgotten about it."

"What's in it?"

"Those dresses."

"You have a dress?" asked Evelyn.

"Yes I have a number of them, thank you very much."

"Who's Gerard?" asked Danny.

Jo took a deep breath and explained.

"Okay, well, durin' the war I was captured by Nazis and taken to their camp when I woke up there were about ten men with me with guns. So I had to talk my way out of it, as I was tied up, and out numbered. Well I told them my name was Inga, I lived outside Berlin, and that I had posed as an American nurse, so they wouldn't kill me. Luckily, they were so stupid they believed every word. Well, the man in charge took me back to his room, and gave me a different colored dress every night. First blue, then red, green, black, white, yellow, and purple. And every night, he got me out of those dresses, and if I hadn't gone along with it he would have had me tortured then killed, and I had valuable information, as he talked in his sleep. After a week he took me back to our camp, and I was in that red dress. And before I left, he gave me that package. I never got around to opening it. A year or so later, we moved closer to the coast, and were pulled over by Nazis, one of the men in charge of that was Gerard. I told the men to act as though they had a disability of some sort, and I could get them out of that mess, and I did. I told Gerard that I was taking them to Northern Spain. He asked about the American clothing and I told him we had to stop for food, water and clothing and he nodded, giving me and unmarked plane and I flew everyone back to Britain."

Jo began to clear off the table, ignoring the silence.

"Why didn't they imprison you?" asked Evelyn.

"Because they're disgusting men who can't get a girl without forcin' or payin' them, and I had to find a way to get out of there alive, Evelyn."

"Oh."

"I had a comment for that, but I'm choosing to stay quiet."

"Jo, why didn't you tell me about that?" asked Danny.

"I had blocked it from my mind, just the way I have with all my former relationships."

"With who?"

"Old boyfriends."

"And Danny remember she didn't even go out on a date until three years after you died, and even then we had to force her," said Red.

"Speaking of which, Rafe--?" began Gooz.

"Way ahead of you. It came in the other box I brought," said Rafe, getting up.

"What?" asked Jo.

Rafe came back with film.

"Jo's first date."

"No. Rafe give me that!"

"No."

She chased Rafe around the house, but some how he managed to calm her down. And he showed it to everyone. From The men's faces when Jo is having her make over, to when Jo and Paul leave the restaurant. Soon after, everyone went back to Rafe's house, or went to their room.

"Jo?"

"Mmm?"

"Where did you and that man go after your date?"

"Same place you and Evelyn went after flyin' the plane after groudin' hours," mumbled Jo sleepily.

"The parachute hangar?"

"Mmm hmm. We watched the sunset and talked before that, though."

"Did you ever see him again?"

"Yeah, he's Harley's biological father. I saw him a while after that when I went back to test fly some planes, we repeated our date sort of, and the next month I was bein' hated by Evelyn because of everythin' I did. Evelyn hates me. Rafe says she doesn't, but I know."

"Okay. Thanks for tellin' me."

"You're welcome."

The following week Evelyn had her baby, a little girl, and they named her Samantha Molly. A few months later, Jo, Danny, and Rafe started to clean out the Walkers attic, they found many pictures, and things. Jo went down to begin making lunch, but Evelyn had all ready finished it.

"Thanks Evelyn," said Jo.

"For what?"

"Makin' lunch, I was about to come down here and make it. Thank you."

"No problem. I thought you would have said something."

"No, Evelyn, I'm not as picky as you are about who cooks, or how you fold clothes or things like that. I just do it, to get it done."

"Oh. I've been wondering, what were you going to say a couple of months ago, after the war story?"

"You mean after you asked why they hadn't imprisoned me?"
"Yes."

"I was goin' to say. 'Oh? Well, I'm sorry things don't always work out your way.' I had the feeling you were angry they didn't."

"No, I'm sorry for acting like that."

"So am I. Friends?"
Evelyn and Jo smiled.

"Friends."

And they were friends from then on. When Andy, Rafe, and Sam were nine months old, it was time for another test run, in Pearl Harbor. The nurses and the pilots both went, so Jo and Danny took all three of their children and Rafe and Evelyn took their two. They met up with the others in their old bunker, and that night they went to a boxing match. Yet again, Jo volunteered to be challenger.

"Since when did they let old ladies be in the Army?" asked the boy.

"However long you've been here."

"What? I was talking about you."

"I'm not old, I'm a General."

Jo smiled as his jaw dropped. The bell rang and the fight began. It was a battle of the fists, and eventually Jo won, again. She collected her money and Danny, Jo, Harley, Andy, Rafe, and the men from their bunk went out for dinner.

"Mommy? I don't want all of this," complained Harley.

'She's three and she's all ready complaining."

"Eat it, please," replied Jo.

"Do I have to?"

"You always say that, an I always say the same thing, and that is...?"

"There are people all around the world who don't have any food at all."

"That's right."

She sighed and finished her dinner. Someone tapped Jo's shoulder, she turned around and Danny looked at him.

"Hey Paul, long time no see."

"Yes, it has been a while. It's been three years I believe."

"Yes, it has. Oh, Paul this is Danny, my husband, and our three children Harley, Rafe, and Andy."

"Your husband?"
"Yes my husband."

His chest swelled up a bit, as to try to intimidate Danny. Danny stuck out his hand. Paul shook it, though reluctantly.

"You don't seemed surprised upon meeting me."

"Jo's told me about you."

"Really? What did she tell you?"

"Everything," said Jo.

"Everything?" asked Paul in shock.

"Everything."

"The hangar."

"Told him about both times."

"Oh."

"Yes."

"Do you still live in Washington?"

"No, we moved back to Tennessee."

"Oh, well I'll be off then. I hope to see you later."

"Good bye Paul."

And he left.

"You're so mean, Jo," said Red.

"No I'm not. If I hadn't said anything, he would have thrown a punch."

"True," said Gooz.

"I know."

"Does he know about--?" asked Danny.

Jo shook her head.

"I haven't seen him since our last date, three years ago."

"Oh."

The rest of the week went by without any excitement other than Jo and Danny taking the children up in the planes.

"Harley, hop out, it's Andy's turn," said Jo.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

"Is that all she ever says?" asked Gooz.

"Just about."
Jo took Andy up in the plane and landed a little while afterwards, grounding time.

A/N: I know it's really uneventful, but I had a bad case of writer's block in this chapter. Please review!