Chapter 3 - Flying
Rick's Story
Flying To Egypt
March 6, 1943; 4:30 AM
Getting to Egypt had been a feat unto itself, but that was just another
story and explanation he was going to have to make to Evie when he saw her
again. He knew today she would be landing in New York and from there make
it to Savannah. He prayed that she was safe. He also had a lot of time to
think about his son, whether he was alive some where in enemy territory or
dead in enemy territory. Neither was a great option, but Rick believed in
his heart of hearts that his son was still alive. Rick would have been
able to feel it if he wasn't. Just like he knew his wife was safe. If
only he could feel the same about himself.
He had been near the Giza Ports earlier, but he didn't find Jonathan there
or anyone who had seen him or heard of him. He had only been in Cairo a
few minutes, but that was okay, he knew all of Jonathan's old hangouts and
even though he knew the Nazi's were staking his claim he could stay
blissfully ignorant of them. If there hadn't been a war going on no one
would have known the German soldiers were enemy rather than friends having
drinks. Rick walked toward one of the oldest bars in the world and
slipped undetected by anyone. He knew one of the bartenders and went
straight over there. "Hey Bill." Rick said as he approached. The older
man looked up from at him, "Rick, Rick O'Connell?" the man asked. "Yep
it's me." Rick answered. "Long time no see. Whatcha been up to?" Bill
asked. "Oh this and that. Hey I was wondering if I could ask you
something." Rick said jumping right into the purpose of his visit.
"Not here two minutes and you already need a favor. Just like old times,
what do you need?" he asked.
"Have you seen this man?" Rick asked, showing the only picture he had of
Jonathan. Bill eye's grew wide, "Yes, I have." He answered and then
looked around at the men that were sitting around the bar. "Why don't
you come back here with me and we can discuss it." he said. He led Rick
back from behind the bar to a small room with only a curtain for a door.
It had a dusty bottom, but it seemed very safe. "What have you heard?"
Rick asked, afraid of getting his hopes up about Jonathan. He didn't think
it would be that easy. He was here a while ago, a few weeks. He had
someone with him, kept talking about dropping something off. We got to
talking and realized we both knew you. He wanted me to show you this if
he you or his nephew ever came by." Bill pulled out something white, but
that was the last thing Rick remembered seeing as he felt a white cloth
being pulled over his mouth and he was knocked out.
Alex's Story
Somewhere outside Milan, Italy
March 4, 1943
He heard a snapping of a twig outside and all about dropped his food. He
got in stance and put his hand on his gun. He slowly walked out to the
door and rushed pulling his gun at whoever would be standing there... He
looked at nothing. His eyebrows drew together in confusion until he felt
something move near his leg and he looked down. There below was a small
black and white dog wiggling his tail at him. Alex laughed with relief
at the sight of only the dog. He checked once more to make sure there was
no one there and picked the dog up and brought him into the house with
him. "So what's your name?" he asked his new companion. The dog just
looked at the food Alex had picked back up. "Are you hungry? Well here."
He gave the dog a piece of the bread and two of the olives. "You know my
mum and dad wouldn't let me have a dog, horses sure, they knew it would be
hard to lose a horse, but they weren't so sure about a dog." The dog
wiggled his tail again and placed his paws on Alex's calves. Alex bent
over and picked the dog up petting him.
Alex knew he was going to need help and soon, but being in occupied
territory scared him. He was trying to think of what to do when he found
a small library below the chair. At the bottom was a black bible. Alex's
eyes grew, "You know what Michael, I know what we are going to do!" he
told the dog. Michael had been an old childhood friend and it seemed
appropriate to name him such. Alex looked around until he saw some rope
and then looped it around Michael's neck and walked the dog back outside.
All he had to do now was fine a convent and convince them to help him.
Evie's Story
New York, New York
March 6, 1943
Evie had seen the New York sky line and it had taken her breath away. It
was beautiful and she now understood why people found the Statue of Liberty
so alluring. She wished with all her heart that her family could have been
there with her to take a look at it. She took a deep breath breathing in
the salt water and then went down the ramp where Lt. Scott was waiting
with her luggage. She might not have had her family, but she thanked God
that she had Gabriel Scott, he had truly been a great friend and companion
when she needed someone the most. He walked towards her when he saw her
coming. "We have to leave now Mrs. O'Connell if you are going to make it
to your train." He told her.
"Okay let's go." She said grabbing her luggage with one hand and her
handbag with the other. Gabriel took Rick's luggage and knapsack and led
her to a taxicab. "Union Station." He told the driver and looked out at
New York as they headed towards the train station. "So where are you going
after this Lt. Scott?" Evie asked. "I was on loan to the English, so I
will be returning to them as soon as I have dropped you off." He told her.
"Well I don't know what or who allowed you to look after me, but I
appreciate it. I do hope you will come and visit me and my family when all
of this is done and over with." She told him with sincere meaning. Gabriel
smiled, "I would love to Mrs. O'Connell, thank-you."
As per his instructions Evie boarded the train and found the compartment in
which Gabriel had purchased earlier. It wasn't very big and it certainly
wasn't comfortable, but there was only herself and so it was just fine.
The old conductor came and got her ticket and punched it. She settled
herself into the room and started to unpack. It was only when she went
through Rick's knapsack that she found a book. She pulled it out and
started to laugh. It was a copy of, Chains of Love, and in the front
page was a note. I wasn't sure what kind of book you liked, but I saw
you reading this and thought that you wouldn't mind having your own copy.
I wish you the best of luck Mrs. O'Connell. Sincerely, Lt. Gabriel Scott
She was so glad that her son had made friends with the man. She sighed and
finished packing and then sat down to read the book once more.
****Author's Notes****
Hi! I promise I know whats going on! Don't worry it will all work itself
out and I have even devised away to have Ardeth Bay in it. Also the reason
this is late and short is because I am working on my new website. You are
all more than welcome to come and visit me. If you want to it is:
www.commstat.com/legends.htm Please review and I'll see you at the
fourth chapter.
Rick's Story
Flying To Egypt
March 6, 1943; 4:30 AM
Getting to Egypt had been a feat unto itself, but that was just another
story and explanation he was going to have to make to Evie when he saw her
again. He knew today she would be landing in New York and from there make
it to Savannah. He prayed that she was safe. He also had a lot of time to
think about his son, whether he was alive some where in enemy territory or
dead in enemy territory. Neither was a great option, but Rick believed in
his heart of hearts that his son was still alive. Rick would have been
able to feel it if he wasn't. Just like he knew his wife was safe. If
only he could feel the same about himself.
He had been near the Giza Ports earlier, but he didn't find Jonathan there
or anyone who had seen him or heard of him. He had only been in Cairo a
few minutes, but that was okay, he knew all of Jonathan's old hangouts and
even though he knew the Nazi's were staking his claim he could stay
blissfully ignorant of them. If there hadn't been a war going on no one
would have known the German soldiers were enemy rather than friends having
drinks. Rick walked toward one of the oldest bars in the world and
slipped undetected by anyone. He knew one of the bartenders and went
straight over there. "Hey Bill." Rick said as he approached. The older
man looked up from at him, "Rick, Rick O'Connell?" the man asked. "Yep
it's me." Rick answered. "Long time no see. Whatcha been up to?" Bill
asked. "Oh this and that. Hey I was wondering if I could ask you
something." Rick said jumping right into the purpose of his visit.
"Not here two minutes and you already need a favor. Just like old times,
what do you need?" he asked.
"Have you seen this man?" Rick asked, showing the only picture he had of
Jonathan. Bill eye's grew wide, "Yes, I have." He answered and then
looked around at the men that were sitting around the bar. "Why don't
you come back here with me and we can discuss it." he said. He led Rick
back from behind the bar to a small room with only a curtain for a door.
It had a dusty bottom, but it seemed very safe. "What have you heard?"
Rick asked, afraid of getting his hopes up about Jonathan. He didn't think
it would be that easy. He was here a while ago, a few weeks. He had
someone with him, kept talking about dropping something off. We got to
talking and realized we both knew you. He wanted me to show you this if
he you or his nephew ever came by." Bill pulled out something white, but
that was the last thing Rick remembered seeing as he felt a white cloth
being pulled over his mouth and he was knocked out.
Alex's Story
Somewhere outside Milan, Italy
March 4, 1943
He heard a snapping of a twig outside and all about dropped his food. He
got in stance and put his hand on his gun. He slowly walked out to the
door and rushed pulling his gun at whoever would be standing there... He
looked at nothing. His eyebrows drew together in confusion until he felt
something move near his leg and he looked down. There below was a small
black and white dog wiggling his tail at him. Alex laughed with relief
at the sight of only the dog. He checked once more to make sure there was
no one there and picked the dog up and brought him into the house with
him. "So what's your name?" he asked his new companion. The dog just
looked at the food Alex had picked back up. "Are you hungry? Well here."
He gave the dog a piece of the bread and two of the olives. "You know my
mum and dad wouldn't let me have a dog, horses sure, they knew it would be
hard to lose a horse, but they weren't so sure about a dog." The dog
wiggled his tail again and placed his paws on Alex's calves. Alex bent
over and picked the dog up petting him.
Alex knew he was going to need help and soon, but being in occupied
territory scared him. He was trying to think of what to do when he found
a small library below the chair. At the bottom was a black bible. Alex's
eyes grew, "You know what Michael, I know what we are going to do!" he
told the dog. Michael had been an old childhood friend and it seemed
appropriate to name him such. Alex looked around until he saw some rope
and then looped it around Michael's neck and walked the dog back outside.
All he had to do now was fine a convent and convince them to help him.
Evie's Story
New York, New York
March 6, 1943
Evie had seen the New York sky line and it had taken her breath away. It
was beautiful and she now understood why people found the Statue of Liberty
so alluring. She wished with all her heart that her family could have been
there with her to take a look at it. She took a deep breath breathing in
the salt water and then went down the ramp where Lt. Scott was waiting
with her luggage. She might not have had her family, but she thanked God
that she had Gabriel Scott, he had truly been a great friend and companion
when she needed someone the most. He walked towards her when he saw her
coming. "We have to leave now Mrs. O'Connell if you are going to make it
to your train." He told her.
"Okay let's go." She said grabbing her luggage with one hand and her
handbag with the other. Gabriel took Rick's luggage and knapsack and led
her to a taxicab. "Union Station." He told the driver and looked out at
New York as they headed towards the train station. "So where are you going
after this Lt. Scott?" Evie asked. "I was on loan to the English, so I
will be returning to them as soon as I have dropped you off." He told her.
"Well I don't know what or who allowed you to look after me, but I
appreciate it. I do hope you will come and visit me and my family when all
of this is done and over with." She told him with sincere meaning. Gabriel
smiled, "I would love to Mrs. O'Connell, thank-you."
As per his instructions Evie boarded the train and found the compartment in
which Gabriel had purchased earlier. It wasn't very big and it certainly
wasn't comfortable, but there was only herself and so it was just fine.
The old conductor came and got her ticket and punched it. She settled
herself into the room and started to unpack. It was only when she went
through Rick's knapsack that she found a book. She pulled it out and
started to laugh. It was a copy of, Chains of Love, and in the front
page was a note. I wasn't sure what kind of book you liked, but I saw
you reading this and thought that you wouldn't mind having your own copy.
I wish you the best of luck Mrs. O'Connell. Sincerely, Lt. Gabriel Scott
She was so glad that her son had made friends with the man. She sighed and
finished packing and then sat down to read the book once more.
****Author's Notes****
Hi! I promise I know whats going on! Don't worry it will all work itself
out and I have even devised away to have Ardeth Bay in it. Also the reason
this is late and short is because I am working on my new website. You are
all more than welcome to come and visit me. If you want to it is:
www.commstat.com/legends.htm Please review and I'll see you at the
fourth chapter.