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Thank you, guys, for reviewing. I'm very happy to read that you like my story and that someone actually reads it! So give me more of those reviews-please add what you like and what not- and you'll take care of me being productive! Cheers, mates!
This time I've checked for mistakes, bare with me -my native language isn't English;-)
Out on the ocean
The waves of the ocean gently rocked the boat. Doolittle's men were laying all over it recovering from the past 3 days. If they hadn't been through what they'd been through, one could even see this as a holiday picture. The sun was burning down on them as they passed around a bottle of water. At a closer look one could tell that these guys weren't on holidays. They wore dirty, torn uniforms, had their faces and bodies covered in dirt, were wounded and one of them was eagerly trying to get a connection on the radio:" USS Hampshire, can you hear us? Please, can anybody hear me? Please, come!"
The only reply was static. He repeated his call-over and over again, while the small boat continued south.
Danny glanced into the sky. It looked exactly like on the beach of Pearl. When he and Evelyn had been for a swim in the beautiful ocean for the first time relaxing and forgetting about Rafe's tragedy. It was then on the beach, looking up in the bright blue sky when he had felt completely happy. He had turned and looked into her blue eyes and she had smiled back at him without the usual sadness in her eyes. This moment had been engraved into his memory as one of the most wonderful moments.
His thoughts were brought back to reality by the desperate calls of the seargant on the radio:"Damn, I can't beleive we made it out of there and now we're stuck on the ocean.
Carefully Danny lifted his head and saw Rafe gazing over the wafes. He also looked into the same direction but couldn't see anything but water. Maybe Rafe was thinking about Evelyn as well. How must he feel? Knowing that when he was beleived to be dead, Evelyn and himself had gotten together-more than Rafe and her had ever been.
She was his only love and she was Danny's only love. Danny cleared his throat:"Hey Rafe." Rafe nodded and turned towards him:"Yeah?"
Danny didn't know how to say what was on his mind or whether to say it at all. He struggled with himself. Rafe saw his expression and came closer. He sat down closely by his side:"Hey."
Unable to find the right words, Danny looked away. Then he met his gaze again and simply said:"Thank you! For saving me."
Rafe had to smile:"Danny...." He shook his head:" Thank YOU for saving me! You wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't decided to play the hero and save me.." He smiled:"Thank you!"
His wounded friend smirked:" That's right." Then his smile changed into seriousness:"Rafe, I...I want to tell you that I'm sorry. We really though you were dead. We didn't know you'd come back. It was hard -for both of us. We waited forever-avoiding each other but then, one night, it suddenly happened, I fell in love with her." Rafe looked away from his friend over the ocean thinking about how unfair it was. He couldn't even blame him, Evelyn was gorgeous. He simply whispered:" I know."
A minute of uncomfortable silence passed, then Rafe turned to his friend and honestly said:" We'll work it out." then he got up and said more loudly:" We're not even safe yet!"
Danny followed him with his eyes.
For hours the small boat drifted on the ocean, when they started the engine again and refilled it:"That's our last can of fuel, sir."
Red explained. Col. Doolittle frowned:" I know. Keep sending radio messages. Go!"
Red nodded and told another man to continue radioing.
As evening approached, dark clouds turned the sky into an ocean of grey. The wind had picked up and their boat was now being rocked quite massively, when cool rain set it.
They had stopped the engine to save fuel and only a small battery operated light shone the way. "Hang on to the ropes of the boat! I don't want anybody falling overboard." the Col ordered while pulling his jacket over his head. It didn't help much. The rain soaked them quickly, while the boat swayed up and down, right to left and back.
Rafe had crawled next to Danny covering their heads with his jacket. Danny started to get cold because he was only wearing pants. Beside him Rafe fought his seasickness.
"You look a bit pale, buddy!" Danny joked. His friend didn't think that was very funny and coldly replied:" Don't tell me anything about looking pale, if you could see yourself in the mirror. Ev's gonna get a shock."
" If we ever get home." the younger pilot mumbled.
They hadn't gotten an replies. Neither land nor another ship was in sight. They were drifting lost on the ocean.
When the waves increased, they had to hold on firmly to the ropes, which were attached to the sides of the boat. Giant salty waves splashed over them with enough force to throw anybody overboard, who wasn't prepared. Somebody mumbled:" Why this now? How are they supposed to find us?"
Somebody else hummed a song to calm his nerves and a third soldier, threw up overboard because he couldn't hold it any longer.
They only hoped that the boat wouldn't flip.
Rafe and Danny lay closely together holding on to the rope, Rafe trying to warm Danny's shaking body with his own:" Damn, now I know why I always wanted to be a pilot and not a sailor." He said through gritted theeth. Rafe had closed his eyes. He only could think of France-the bottom of the ocean, the plane crash-Evelyn. No, not again:" We'll make it!" he suddenly exclaimed full of confidence.
Suddenly a giant wave hit the boat and moved it to the side. A scream. The wet rope slowly slipped through their desperate grasp while the boat attempted to completely roll over. Danny felt his strenght fade under the pain from his wounds. Just before the next wave could hit the nutshell and completely tip it over, it fell back into it's original position. Rafe and Danny threw the jacket away and looked around for the others. Who had screamed? Had somebody been thrown overboard? Then they suddenly saw Red jump up. Over the sound of the storm Rafe shouted:"Sit down,idiot! Grab the rope!" But instead Red jumped into the ocean on the other side of the boat. Both of his friends saw it in horror, when all of a sudden they spotted his head again in between the masses of water about 5 meters from the boat. He was dragging somebody else. As quick as he could Rafe fumbled the knot of the rope open, grabbed it, moved to the edge of the boat and tried to spot Red, who was struggling to keep his and the other person's heads over water.
His head dissapeared in between the giant grey mass of water. Then it came up again, so Rafe shouted over the noise of the storm:" Red, here's a rope. Take it!" Then he threw it and managed to plant it so closely by his friend that he could reach it. With all their strength, the other two unwounded men pulled, while Danny and the Seargant with the arm injury tried to hold on as the next wave hit the boat and sent Rafe, who was closest to the edge overboard as well. He was lucky that he had held on to the rope because this way the others managed to first pull him back on board and then Red and the person, he had rescued. Unbeleivingly they stared at their fearless leader -Col. Doolittle being dragged out by Red. For a moment he lay still. Helpless, like a wet bag with water running from every inch of his body. Then both of the men started caughing and spitting water but were thankful to be back aboard.
When Doolittle had enough air to breath properly, he turned his head to look into his rescuers face-amazed by who it had been:" Thank you!" Red nodded.
Suddenly a distinct sound grew louder than the sounds of the storm. It was the humming of an airplane.
Of course, all of them immediately knew what it was.Their first thought was rescue but immediately they realised it could also mean the exact opposite. They held their breath until the plane shot over them. Within a second they knew that it was one of theirs. Eagerly radio messages were sent, until the longed for reply came:" Copy that, we can see you. We'll come back and get you. Over!"
Despite the waves still shaking their boat, the releif was so great that all of the men sank to the bottom of it and sighed.
Rafe remarked:" Great, now that I'm soaked to my underwear!"
The only thing Danny could do was grin about his friend's sense of humor.
Thank you, guys, for reviewing. I'm very happy to read that you like my story and that someone actually reads it! So give me more of those reviews-please add what you like and what not- and you'll take care of me being productive! Cheers, mates!
This time I've checked for mistakes, bare with me -my native language isn't English;-)
Out on the ocean
The waves of the ocean gently rocked the boat. Doolittle's men were laying all over it recovering from the past 3 days. If they hadn't been through what they'd been through, one could even see this as a holiday picture. The sun was burning down on them as they passed around a bottle of water. At a closer look one could tell that these guys weren't on holidays. They wore dirty, torn uniforms, had their faces and bodies covered in dirt, were wounded and one of them was eagerly trying to get a connection on the radio:" USS Hampshire, can you hear us? Please, can anybody hear me? Please, come!"
The only reply was static. He repeated his call-over and over again, while the small boat continued south.
Danny glanced into the sky. It looked exactly like on the beach of Pearl. When he and Evelyn had been for a swim in the beautiful ocean for the first time relaxing and forgetting about Rafe's tragedy. It was then on the beach, looking up in the bright blue sky when he had felt completely happy. He had turned and looked into her blue eyes and she had smiled back at him without the usual sadness in her eyes. This moment had been engraved into his memory as one of the most wonderful moments.
His thoughts were brought back to reality by the desperate calls of the seargant on the radio:"Damn, I can't beleive we made it out of there and now we're stuck on the ocean.
Carefully Danny lifted his head and saw Rafe gazing over the wafes. He also looked into the same direction but couldn't see anything but water. Maybe Rafe was thinking about Evelyn as well. How must he feel? Knowing that when he was beleived to be dead, Evelyn and himself had gotten together-more than Rafe and her had ever been.
She was his only love and she was Danny's only love. Danny cleared his throat:"Hey Rafe." Rafe nodded and turned towards him:"Yeah?"
Danny didn't know how to say what was on his mind or whether to say it at all. He struggled with himself. Rafe saw his expression and came closer. He sat down closely by his side:"Hey."
Unable to find the right words, Danny looked away. Then he met his gaze again and simply said:"Thank you! For saving me."
Rafe had to smile:"Danny...." He shook his head:" Thank YOU for saving me! You wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't decided to play the hero and save me.." He smiled:"Thank you!"
His wounded friend smirked:" That's right." Then his smile changed into seriousness:"Rafe, I...I want to tell you that I'm sorry. We really though you were dead. We didn't know you'd come back. It was hard -for both of us. We waited forever-avoiding each other but then, one night, it suddenly happened, I fell in love with her." Rafe looked away from his friend over the ocean thinking about how unfair it was. He couldn't even blame him, Evelyn was gorgeous. He simply whispered:" I know."
A minute of uncomfortable silence passed, then Rafe turned to his friend and honestly said:" We'll work it out." then he got up and said more loudly:" We're not even safe yet!"
Danny followed him with his eyes.
For hours the small boat drifted on the ocean, when they started the engine again and refilled it:"That's our last can of fuel, sir."
Red explained. Col. Doolittle frowned:" I know. Keep sending radio messages. Go!"
Red nodded and told another man to continue radioing.
As evening approached, dark clouds turned the sky into an ocean of grey. The wind had picked up and their boat was now being rocked quite massively, when cool rain set it.
They had stopped the engine to save fuel and only a small battery operated light shone the way. "Hang on to the ropes of the boat! I don't want anybody falling overboard." the Col ordered while pulling his jacket over his head. It didn't help much. The rain soaked them quickly, while the boat swayed up and down, right to left and back.
Rafe had crawled next to Danny covering their heads with his jacket. Danny started to get cold because he was only wearing pants. Beside him Rafe fought his seasickness.
"You look a bit pale, buddy!" Danny joked. His friend didn't think that was very funny and coldly replied:" Don't tell me anything about looking pale, if you could see yourself in the mirror. Ev's gonna get a shock."
" If we ever get home." the younger pilot mumbled.
They hadn't gotten an replies. Neither land nor another ship was in sight. They were drifting lost on the ocean.
When the waves increased, they had to hold on firmly to the ropes, which were attached to the sides of the boat. Giant salty waves splashed over them with enough force to throw anybody overboard, who wasn't prepared. Somebody mumbled:" Why this now? How are they supposed to find us?"
Somebody else hummed a song to calm his nerves and a third soldier, threw up overboard because he couldn't hold it any longer.
They only hoped that the boat wouldn't flip.
Rafe and Danny lay closely together holding on to the rope, Rafe trying to warm Danny's shaking body with his own:" Damn, now I know why I always wanted to be a pilot and not a sailor." He said through gritted theeth. Rafe had closed his eyes. He only could think of France-the bottom of the ocean, the plane crash-Evelyn. No, not again:" We'll make it!" he suddenly exclaimed full of confidence.
Suddenly a giant wave hit the boat and moved it to the side. A scream. The wet rope slowly slipped through their desperate grasp while the boat attempted to completely roll over. Danny felt his strenght fade under the pain from his wounds. Just before the next wave could hit the nutshell and completely tip it over, it fell back into it's original position. Rafe and Danny threw the jacket away and looked around for the others. Who had screamed? Had somebody been thrown overboard? Then they suddenly saw Red jump up. Over the sound of the storm Rafe shouted:"Sit down,idiot! Grab the rope!" But instead Red jumped into the ocean on the other side of the boat. Both of his friends saw it in horror, when all of a sudden they spotted his head again in between the masses of water about 5 meters from the boat. He was dragging somebody else. As quick as he could Rafe fumbled the knot of the rope open, grabbed it, moved to the edge of the boat and tried to spot Red, who was struggling to keep his and the other person's heads over water.
His head dissapeared in between the giant grey mass of water. Then it came up again, so Rafe shouted over the noise of the storm:" Red, here's a rope. Take it!" Then he threw it and managed to plant it so closely by his friend that he could reach it. With all their strength, the other two unwounded men pulled, while Danny and the Seargant with the arm injury tried to hold on as the next wave hit the boat and sent Rafe, who was closest to the edge overboard as well. He was lucky that he had held on to the rope because this way the others managed to first pull him back on board and then Red and the person, he had rescued. Unbeleivingly they stared at their fearless leader -Col. Doolittle being dragged out by Red. For a moment he lay still. Helpless, like a wet bag with water running from every inch of his body. Then both of the men started caughing and spitting water but were thankful to be back aboard.
When Doolittle had enough air to breath properly, he turned his head to look into his rescuers face-amazed by who it had been:" Thank you!" Red nodded.
Suddenly a distinct sound grew louder than the sounds of the storm. It was the humming of an airplane.
Of course, all of them immediately knew what it was.Their first thought was rescue but immediately they realised it could also mean the exact opposite. They held their breath until the plane shot over them. Within a second they knew that it was one of theirs. Eagerly radio messages were sent, until the longed for reply came:" Copy that, we can see you. We'll come back and get you. Over!"
Despite the waves still shaking their boat, the releif was so great that all of the men sank to the bottom of it and sighed.
Rafe remarked:" Great, now that I'm soaked to my underwear!"
The only thing Danny could do was grin about his friend's sense of humor.