Healing the Breach
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, just the plot.
Author's Notes: For the purposes of this story Anthony didn't die but he did suffer from a
head injury during the mission. There is some romance in this story, so far the pairings
are Rafe/Evelyn and Anthony/Sandra.
Anthony watched Sandra as she removed the bandages from his head. It was still sore
from when he had been knocked unconscious by the plane's emergency landing.
Sandra sucked in a sharp breath when she saw the stitches on Anthony's forehead. She
hadn't expected it to look so swollen and bruised. His forehead looked like a highway
map with all the stitching.
"Does it hurt a lot?" she asked, placing each hand on one of his temples.
"Not too bad," Anthony lied. "I'm sure it would heal faster if Nurse Sandra gave it a kiss
and made it feel all better." Anthony gave her his Casanova grin that made Sandra go
weak in the knees.
Sandra had to smile even though Anthony was acting like a cocky pilot again instead of
the sweet and earnest man he had been at the airfield. She found it hard to say which
Anthony she liked better, she believed that even if there were seven hundred versions of
Anthony she would love them all.
She looked at Anthony, seeing him bow his head as if ashamed to disappoint her. She
lifted his face to hers and laid a kiss so light upon his forehead, lighter than a butterfly's
landing, that Anthony couldn't be entirely positive that she had actually kissed him until
he saw her face.
Rafe and Evelyn had spent most of the night at the beach, until Rafe decided that it was
too cold for Evelyn to be outside. Evelyn had smiled, listening to him tell her that he
couldn't believe that he had kept her outside so late. No matter that it was May in Hawaii.
Rafe was doing what Rafe did best, protecting people.
He borrowed a car from one of the pilots and drove her home. They parted with a tender
but chaste kiss at the front door, Rafe promising to come over first thing the next
morning.
Evelyn walked inside, finding Barbara asleep on the couch. She smiled softly and
covered her with a light blanket, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Evelyn knew that
Barbara missed Billy, more than she would ever admit. She and Red had gotten together
many times, just for lunch or a walk on the beach. Evelyn didn't even have to ask what
they talked about when they actually talked. It was Billy and Betty.
She went into her room, Betty's things left the way they had been the day she died.
Evelyn couldn't bear to touch them. She changed out of her dress and into a pair of silky
pajamas. She had abandoned the movie-star style nightgowns once her stomach had
started to grow. She hadn't realized how tired she was until her head hit the pillow and
she immediately fell into a dreamless sleep.
Rafe pulled up in front of the small house on the water that the nurses shared the next
morning. As he walked up the stairs to the screened-in porch he saw Evelyn sitting on the
couch, tears running down her face.
"Evelyn! What's the matter?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
"Nothing!" she cried. "Everything! I'm so fat! The baby won't let me sleep and I'm so
damn sick of being pregnant!" she stood up, wiping the tears from her face. "I fell so ugly
and exhausted." Evelyn looked beyond exhausted.
Rafe tried not to laugh as he stood up to put his arms around her. "Ev, you're anything
but ugly and fat. You're even more beautiful now." Rafe sat down, thinking that Evelyn
wasn't fat or ugly, but must be crazy to think so. Evelyn was so delicate, so much so that
Rafe was sometimes afraid to touch her, for fear that he would break her.
"I'm sorry Rafe. I'm just so exhausted. I don't have enough energy to do anything but lay
down all day." Evelyn was a person that needed to be doing something to feel fulfilled.
That's why she had become a nurse, there was always something to do at the hospital.
Rafe smiled and lifted up her pajama top up enough to lay a kiss on her stomach. "Hey
kid," he whispered to the baby. "Let your mama get some sleep, okay?"
Evelyn rested her cheek atop Rafe's head and sighed contentedly. She was touched by
Rafe's simple but tenderly romantic gesture. She felt herself wishing that this were Rafe's
child, that they were a family.
"Listen," said Rafe. "I can come back later when you've had a chance to rest."
Evelyn nodded. "You mean when I'm not so crazy, right?" she smiled.
Rafe chuckled. "You're not crazy either Ev," he hugged her and kissed both of her
cheeks. "I'll be back later. Get some rest."
Evelyn watched Rafe as he walked back to the car. She already felt calmer and more at
peace, knowing that anything could happen as long as they were together.
All feedback and reviews, good or bad, are most welcome!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, just the plot.
Author's Notes: For the purposes of this story Anthony didn't die but he did suffer from a
head injury during the mission. There is some romance in this story, so far the pairings
are Rafe/Evelyn and Anthony/Sandra.
Anthony watched Sandra as she removed the bandages from his head. It was still sore
from when he had been knocked unconscious by the plane's emergency landing.
Sandra sucked in a sharp breath when she saw the stitches on Anthony's forehead. She
hadn't expected it to look so swollen and bruised. His forehead looked like a highway
map with all the stitching.
"Does it hurt a lot?" she asked, placing each hand on one of his temples.
"Not too bad," Anthony lied. "I'm sure it would heal faster if Nurse Sandra gave it a kiss
and made it feel all better." Anthony gave her his Casanova grin that made Sandra go
weak in the knees.
Sandra had to smile even though Anthony was acting like a cocky pilot again instead of
the sweet and earnest man he had been at the airfield. She found it hard to say which
Anthony she liked better, she believed that even if there were seven hundred versions of
Anthony she would love them all.
She looked at Anthony, seeing him bow his head as if ashamed to disappoint her. She
lifted his face to hers and laid a kiss so light upon his forehead, lighter than a butterfly's
landing, that Anthony couldn't be entirely positive that she had actually kissed him until
he saw her face.
Rafe and Evelyn had spent most of the night at the beach, until Rafe decided that it was
too cold for Evelyn to be outside. Evelyn had smiled, listening to him tell her that he
couldn't believe that he had kept her outside so late. No matter that it was May in Hawaii.
Rafe was doing what Rafe did best, protecting people.
He borrowed a car from one of the pilots and drove her home. They parted with a tender
but chaste kiss at the front door, Rafe promising to come over first thing the next
morning.
Evelyn walked inside, finding Barbara asleep on the couch. She smiled softly and
covered her with a light blanket, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Evelyn knew that
Barbara missed Billy, more than she would ever admit. She and Red had gotten together
many times, just for lunch or a walk on the beach. Evelyn didn't even have to ask what
they talked about when they actually talked. It was Billy and Betty.
She went into her room, Betty's things left the way they had been the day she died.
Evelyn couldn't bear to touch them. She changed out of her dress and into a pair of silky
pajamas. She had abandoned the movie-star style nightgowns once her stomach had
started to grow. She hadn't realized how tired she was until her head hit the pillow and
she immediately fell into a dreamless sleep.
Rafe pulled up in front of the small house on the water that the nurses shared the next
morning. As he walked up the stairs to the screened-in porch he saw Evelyn sitting on the
couch, tears running down her face.
"Evelyn! What's the matter?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
"Nothing!" she cried. "Everything! I'm so fat! The baby won't let me sleep and I'm so
damn sick of being pregnant!" she stood up, wiping the tears from her face. "I fell so ugly
and exhausted." Evelyn looked beyond exhausted.
Rafe tried not to laugh as he stood up to put his arms around her. "Ev, you're anything
but ugly and fat. You're even more beautiful now." Rafe sat down, thinking that Evelyn
wasn't fat or ugly, but must be crazy to think so. Evelyn was so delicate, so much so that
Rafe was sometimes afraid to touch her, for fear that he would break her.
"I'm sorry Rafe. I'm just so exhausted. I don't have enough energy to do anything but lay
down all day." Evelyn was a person that needed to be doing something to feel fulfilled.
That's why she had become a nurse, there was always something to do at the hospital.
Rafe smiled and lifted up her pajama top up enough to lay a kiss on her stomach. "Hey
kid," he whispered to the baby. "Let your mama get some sleep, okay?"
Evelyn rested her cheek atop Rafe's head and sighed contentedly. She was touched by
Rafe's simple but tenderly romantic gesture. She felt herself wishing that this were Rafe's
child, that they were a family.
"Listen," said Rafe. "I can come back later when you've had a chance to rest."
Evelyn nodded. "You mean when I'm not so crazy, right?" she smiled.
Rafe chuckled. "You're not crazy either Ev," he hugged her and kissed both of her
cheeks. "I'll be back later. Get some rest."
Evelyn watched Rafe as he walked back to the car. She already felt calmer and more at
peace, knowing that anything could happen as long as they were together.
All feedback and reviews, good or bad, are most welcome!!!