Night was falling on Gettysburg as the troops were advancing on the sleepy town. The citizens were unaware that their town would forever be known after tomorrow. Makeshift camps were setting up along the road anywhere from Chambersburg to the Maryland line.

Darkness now enveloped the city as it lay in wait for what was to come. Men were preparing their weapons and ammunition was being stocked.

Joey sat on his bunk as he fingered his rosary, a gift from his mother before he left for war.

"What's that?" asked Chandler.

"My ma gave it to me, it 's a rosary. Catholics use it to pray and I figure we need all the prayer we can right now."

"Oh," Chandler whispered.

"Never was that religious, I guess." Chandler shrugged his shoulders.

He figured if there was a God in heaven , then that God would lead him back to his Monica. He took a drink from his flask and then laid his weary head on the ground.

Ross sat inside his own tent as he penned a letter to Rachel. He didn't know what the future would bring. For all he knew, a casket could be lying in the Geller parlor again, this time he would be in it. It gave him some comfort to know that he could say good bye to Rachel this way….

My darling Rachel,

If you are reading this letter, then my passing has come. As you sit with your beautiful curls covered in a mourning bonnet. You must know this, I fought valiantly for the cause. I gave my all to try to preserve our way of life. As I lay in my bed , my last thoughts were only of you.

I have so memories of laying your head on my chest as I hear you breath every breath, a symphony to this man's heart. The way your lips tenderly caressed mine as we kissed in the garden that day we first said I love you to each other. The passion we shared after we shared fierce words with each other. How you can be such a refined lady in the parlor and a tigress in the bedroom. These are the memories that make a man smile.

These days ahead will be difficult for you and I know my dear sister will be a comfort to you as well. Remember me fondly to our son as I am sure you will. Tell him of the great man his father was. Bring him up with the love I know you will share with him.

When you are ready, I wish you to find another. You are too beautiful and delicate to have to face this new and strange world on your own. Love him but never forget me, For I will be the angel on the garden on heaven when you arrive in your finest gown once again. I will be holding lilies as I once did as the gentleman caller who swept you off your feet. And then my darling, we shall be together for all of eternity.

Eternity my love now and forever,

Ross Eustace Geller

Ross sealed the letter with wax and put it away. Hopefully Rachel would never see it. He laid down on his cot, the night was still there. The morning would come soon enough.

Dawn came to the sleepy Pennsylvania town. Bugles could be heard as the regiments prepared for battle. Carriages frantically drove through the streets of Gettysburg as citizens knew what was coming and prepared to leave. On the south end of town, Union armies were rolling cannons .

There was silence and then a cannon roared. It started a chain of events that began with gunfire and men screaming. Bayonets were being driven into men as the fighting increased.

Ross mounted his horse and removed his sword from the sash. He gave the order to charge up the hill on the South side of town. A young boy played the drum of charge and another proudly held the flag of the Confederacy.

The horses galloped after being stunned by the noise. Ross could see in the distance an enemy camp. He dismounted his horse and crept through the woods. He saw something and decided to investigate. Rounding up his best scouts, they proceeded to sneak up on these Union soldiers and surprise them before they had a chance to attack.

Ross saw one in waiting. He took his gun in his hand and aimed it at the soldier. He had his hand on the trigger until he saw the blue eyes of the Union soldier. He lowered his gun…it was Chandler.