The two woke up the next morning on Mikayla's porch swing, Anthony had walked her home the night before and they'd stayed together on the swing until both were asleep. Earl had covered then with a sheet before going to bed and when Anthony's eyes opened at first he thought he was back in his barracks. Until he realized Mickey was asleep in his arms.
"Good morning." Anthony smiled and kissed Mikayla's cheek as she began to squirm and wake up.
"Only because you're still here with me." She managed groggily as images of the prier day came flooding back.
"I better get going there's a lot of stuff to get done to day, there's still men trapped in the Arizona."
"I'm coming too. Don't give me that look Fusco, I'm going to help whether you like it or not."
"Okay, I'm not gonna argue with you, go get dressed. But I'm telling you no one's going to let you help because you're a girl."
When Mickey cam out of the house she was wearing a huge tee shirt and corduroys that hid her figure perfectly. She looked more like a Michael than a Mikayla.
"Do I look to much like a girl now?" She spun around, her long blonde hair twirling around her face. Anthony only laughed at her and pulled his cap off placing it on her head. She tucked her hair up under neither it and grinned
"Now do I look like a girl?"
"No, so don't expect me to kiss you in front of people." His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her to his side
"Then shut up and kiss me now." Mickey commanded him
So he a did a soft gentle kiss like any other one they had ever shared. Yet somehow this one meant something more to both.
In Mikayla's disguise she really looked like a Mickey and everyone welcomed with open armed the extra hands. Not a soul concluded she was a girl all they realized was she was a good worker. As she and Tony crossed the length of Hickam field she sensed a great despair seize Anthony, yet he said nothing to her.
"Honey what's wrong?" Mickey touched his arm lightly
Anthony turned to her, his eyes glistening without the assistance of his clove oil.
"This is where Billy… Oh my god." he bent down and picked up a mangled piece of metal from the ground. It was a pair of dog tags, under the soot and oil read the name "William Carlson." Billy.
Anthony's lips began to quiver s he stuffed the tags in his pocket for Barbara. And Mikayla worried about him so much.
"Let's go back sweetie."
"No, Mickey I'm not the only one that lost a friend here yesterday. Now if you want to go home go, but I'm staying." He snapped and Mikayla shied away.
"Alright Tony." She was hurt by the way her beau had just was acting and she wonder off to help some where else. She had just assisted in lifting a broken plane wing off a seventeen year old private that was strapped beneath it when her identity was discovered.
"Thanks Corporal Fusco, you've been a great help." A Marine Lieutenant looked at Anthony's jacket which she had been wearing and read the name.
Mickey smiled
"Actually it's Mikayla Sistern." She stated walking away, leaving the officer gaping after her.
It took almost a week for things to be settled enough to have a funeral. As far as the see could see lay a vast ocean of American flags. Each another life cut short simply because the person the person who lived it dared to stand for their country. Mickey walked by Dave's coffin and whispered a soft goodbye. Joes' was so much more difficult. She remembered what she'd said the week before about killing him. And wanted so desperately to take those words back, she could though that would always be the last thing she had said to him.
Mikayla felt Anthony's arms come tightly around her waist and she leaned her head back into his chest. They walked down the rows of caskets shrouded by the stars and stripes, stopping briefly at Billy's. He had no body to bury, so instead they laid to rest his dress uniform. He deserved that much, he fought just as hard as anyone else. Then they rejoined the group at Betty's, where again they all cried together.
Danny and Rafe were called away suddenly by a Major and disappeared, Red, Gooze and Anthony the same soon after.
Mikayla had already gone home and changed into the pants when Tony came knocking on her door.
"Hey." She grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the house.
"Mickey," Anthony took her hands in his and directed her to sit " I've got to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I've been reassigned, I'm going state side in an hour and ½."
"For what?"
"I don't know it's top secret."
"Top secret that means you're more likely to get killed doesn't it?" Tears began to twinkle in her hazel eyes and Anthony's heart felt like it was being ripped out.
"Oh please baby don't cry."
"Don't go… I've got a really bad feelin' about this."
"Mickey baby I gotta go it's my duty." He kissed the corner of her eye as another tear trickled down her cheek.
"I know." Her words were muffled by Anthony's shirt as she clung to his chest. Tony closed his eyes to keep in his own emotions, he held her tightly, rocking back and forth. Mikayla sat up suddenly and looked him in the eyes
"Let's go to my room."
"Mikayla we don't have to do that." Funny how just months before he had used the potential of war to try and bed Sandra. And now here he was on the brink of a mission that could possibly end his life being noble.
"Anthony if for any reason you don't come back I don't want to live knowing I missed the chance to give myself to you."
She led him to her room locking the door behind them. If Earl caught them he really would shoot Tony. She stood at the foot of the bed that Anthony sat on with a confused look on her face.
"What's wrong baby?" He asked her tenderly
An embarrassed red flooded her pale face
"I don't know what to do."
"Mikayla have you ever done this before?"
Mickey shook her head and Tony sighed
"Forget it then, Mickey your first time isn't going to be like this. It should be special."
"If it's with you Anthony it will be I love you." That was the first time she had said that to him and it caught him off guard. "I want this."
Anthony nodded standing up and walking over to her. He kissed her gently on the neck and then hard and passionately on the lips. He had always been soothing with his kisses. This time their lips felt as thought they were on fire. Mikayla wrapped her arms around his neck and running his fingers through his thick black hair. Tony carried her to the bed and instantly in strong ruff hands turned to velvet as the caresses her skin. He could bare to hurt her in anyway. She let out a small yelp and the bit her lip hoping he wouldn't hear. He did though and if it wasn't for the desire he could see in Mickey's eyes Anthony would've stopped right then.
"I didn't mean to hurt you." He whispered when they had finished
"You didn't" She murmured though he truly had. Tears continued the flow down her face "I'm just so scared I'm going to lose you."
Tony swallowed hard and made a promise he couldn't keep."
"Mickey no Japs or Germans are keeping' me from you. I love you Mikayla Sistern , with all my heart."
"Good morning." Anthony smiled and kissed Mikayla's cheek as she began to squirm and wake up.
"Only because you're still here with me." She managed groggily as images of the prier day came flooding back.
"I better get going there's a lot of stuff to get done to day, there's still men trapped in the Arizona."
"I'm coming too. Don't give me that look Fusco, I'm going to help whether you like it or not."
"Okay, I'm not gonna argue with you, go get dressed. But I'm telling you no one's going to let you help because you're a girl."
When Mickey cam out of the house she was wearing a huge tee shirt and corduroys that hid her figure perfectly. She looked more like a Michael than a Mikayla.
"Do I look to much like a girl now?" She spun around, her long blonde hair twirling around her face. Anthony only laughed at her and pulled his cap off placing it on her head. She tucked her hair up under neither it and grinned
"Now do I look like a girl?"
"No, so don't expect me to kiss you in front of people." His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her to his side
"Then shut up and kiss me now." Mickey commanded him
So he a did a soft gentle kiss like any other one they had ever shared. Yet somehow this one meant something more to both.
In Mikayla's disguise she really looked like a Mickey and everyone welcomed with open armed the extra hands. Not a soul concluded she was a girl all they realized was she was a good worker. As she and Tony crossed the length of Hickam field she sensed a great despair seize Anthony, yet he said nothing to her.
"Honey what's wrong?" Mickey touched his arm lightly
Anthony turned to her, his eyes glistening without the assistance of his clove oil.
"This is where Billy… Oh my god." he bent down and picked up a mangled piece of metal from the ground. It was a pair of dog tags, under the soot and oil read the name "William Carlson." Billy.
Anthony's lips began to quiver s he stuffed the tags in his pocket for Barbara. And Mikayla worried about him so much.
"Let's go back sweetie."
"No, Mickey I'm not the only one that lost a friend here yesterday. Now if you want to go home go, but I'm staying." He snapped and Mikayla shied away.
"Alright Tony." She was hurt by the way her beau had just was acting and she wonder off to help some where else. She had just assisted in lifting a broken plane wing off a seventeen year old private that was strapped beneath it when her identity was discovered.
"Thanks Corporal Fusco, you've been a great help." A Marine Lieutenant looked at Anthony's jacket which she had been wearing and read the name.
Mickey smiled
"Actually it's Mikayla Sistern." She stated walking away, leaving the officer gaping after her.
It took almost a week for things to be settled enough to have a funeral. As far as the see could see lay a vast ocean of American flags. Each another life cut short simply because the person the person who lived it dared to stand for their country. Mickey walked by Dave's coffin and whispered a soft goodbye. Joes' was so much more difficult. She remembered what she'd said the week before about killing him. And wanted so desperately to take those words back, she could though that would always be the last thing she had said to him.
Mikayla felt Anthony's arms come tightly around her waist and she leaned her head back into his chest. They walked down the rows of caskets shrouded by the stars and stripes, stopping briefly at Billy's. He had no body to bury, so instead they laid to rest his dress uniform. He deserved that much, he fought just as hard as anyone else. Then they rejoined the group at Betty's, where again they all cried together.
Danny and Rafe were called away suddenly by a Major and disappeared, Red, Gooze and Anthony the same soon after.
Mikayla had already gone home and changed into the pants when Tony came knocking on her door.
"Hey." She grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the house.
"Mickey," Anthony took her hands in his and directed her to sit " I've got to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I've been reassigned, I'm going state side in an hour and ½."
"For what?"
"I don't know it's top secret."
"Top secret that means you're more likely to get killed doesn't it?" Tears began to twinkle in her hazel eyes and Anthony's heart felt like it was being ripped out.
"Oh please baby don't cry."
"Don't go… I've got a really bad feelin' about this."
"Mickey baby I gotta go it's my duty." He kissed the corner of her eye as another tear trickled down her cheek.
"I know." Her words were muffled by Anthony's shirt as she clung to his chest. Tony closed his eyes to keep in his own emotions, he held her tightly, rocking back and forth. Mikayla sat up suddenly and looked him in the eyes
"Let's go to my room."
"Mikayla we don't have to do that." Funny how just months before he had used the potential of war to try and bed Sandra. And now here he was on the brink of a mission that could possibly end his life being noble.
"Anthony if for any reason you don't come back I don't want to live knowing I missed the chance to give myself to you."
She led him to her room locking the door behind them. If Earl caught them he really would shoot Tony. She stood at the foot of the bed that Anthony sat on with a confused look on her face.
"What's wrong baby?" He asked her tenderly
An embarrassed red flooded her pale face
"I don't know what to do."
"Mikayla have you ever done this before?"
Mickey shook her head and Tony sighed
"Forget it then, Mickey your first time isn't going to be like this. It should be special."
"If it's with you Anthony it will be I love you." That was the first time she had said that to him and it caught him off guard. "I want this."
Anthony nodded standing up and walking over to her. He kissed her gently on the neck and then hard and passionately on the lips. He had always been soothing with his kisses. This time their lips felt as thought they were on fire. Mikayla wrapped her arms around his neck and running his fingers through his thick black hair. Tony carried her to the bed and instantly in strong ruff hands turned to velvet as the caresses her skin. He could bare to hurt her in anyway. She let out a small yelp and the bit her lip hoping he wouldn't hear. He did though and if it wasn't for the desire he could see in Mickey's eyes Anthony would've stopped right then.
"I didn't mean to hurt you." He whispered when they had finished
"You didn't" She murmured though he truly had. Tears continued the flow down her face "I'm just so scared I'm going to lose you."
Tony swallowed hard and made a promise he couldn't keep."
"Mickey no Japs or Germans are keeping' me from you. I love you Mikayla Sistern , with all my heart."