This story is dedicated to the men and women who fought in WW2
These characters are the property of Bright Kaufmann and Crane Productions
.Months before the Japanese attacked, already the US was gearing up for war. Phoebe Buffay , Monica Geller, and Rachel Green had all signed up to be nurses with the US Army. One of the most important jobs that they had was to give physicals to the boys that would soon be headed overseas to where evil Hitler had been taking over Europe.
Even though the US was not actively involved in the war yet, a lot of Americans were being sent to Britain to fight.
The three girls had all become friends easily. Monica's boyfriend , Chandler was being sent to Europe to help keep Hitler at bay. Rachel's boyfriend , Ross was being sent to England to help defend the British skies as a bomber pilot. Phoebe's boyfriend, Joey was being sent to Hawaii as a sailor on one of the US battleships. The girls had fond memories of the night they said good bye to their guys.
Flashback: The 21 Club with Monica and Chandler…..
Monica had on a blue dress and her hair was curled under. Her lips were painted the most beautiful fiery red. It was to be a moment to remember. Chandler was shipping off to war, and this was to be their last night. He had on a gray suit with striped pants with his sandy hair slicked back. It was just the way she wanted to remember him.
"To us," she toasted holding her glass of champagne. "And to a speedy end of the war."
"I'll drink to that, " he said gulping his beer.
"Chandler?" Monica started to say.
"What?"
"I am going to join up and be a nurse." Monica announced proudly.
"I won't let you do that. What if you get hurt?" Chandler outraged.
"I feel useless here at home just waiting for you. I want to help my country just as much as you do." she said.
"But I am going to be traipsing through Europe , steps behind Hitler and the German Army. If you get caught, you may end up in one of those prison camps just because your Jewish. No, Monica you belong at home. " Chandler stood firm on this.
"You have no say in the matter, I don't see any ring on this finger. I am going." Monica argued.
"Alright, I know better than to argue with you. Please for me, stay safe though. I want to march home to you , then we'll talk about that ring ." he smiled.
Glenn Miller's orchestra struck up the familiar "Moonlight Serenade."
"May I have this dance?' Chandler said as he got up and offered his hand to Monica. She twirled out of her seat as they walked onto the dance floor.
"I love this song." she sighed.
"Whenever I am somewhere , I will think of you whenever I hear it. Please will you do the same ." Chandler said.
"Oh yes, Chandler I love you." said Monica .
"I love you too, and when I return we 'll get married." The words echoed in her brain as she stood on the cliff and looked out into Pearl Harbor. The Navy had sent nurses to Pearl since the entire sixth fleet was stationed there. The seagulls circled the sky and the sun beat down on Monica's sarong covered body. She took a sip of her drink and put her sunglasses on. This was truly paradise.
"Dear Chandler." read Phoebe. "I love you so much that I don't even want to look at another man even though at this moment thousands of them are looking at me." Monica took the letter from Phoebe. "Give me that." she said grabbing it.
"I can't believe you. I love Joey but I also know he is going to have a different girl in every port. Toyko, Honolulu, Fiji, so since we are just dating , I am going to have fun." she giggled. "And there is plenty of men to go around."
"I don't want another man. All I want is for my Ross to come home to me , safe and sound." said Rachel. She also joined the war in an effort to be stationed in England so she could be near her pilot fiancee.
"You guys are no fun. You are pining for Chandler who is probably with some fraulein right now and she is pining for her fly boy." Phoebe pouted. "We don't what is going to happen, we have the whole navy in our backyard, now let's get some men."
Phoebe , Monica , and Rachel went to a bar near the beach. It was decorated in island tacky. The waitresses were dressed as hula girls and the bartenders wore those tacky Hawaiian shirts. The bar was literally covered with sailors stationed at Pearl.
"To men." said Phoebe as she lifted her daiquiri. "See I told you that you would feel better if you went out and had some fun."
"I guess youre right." said Monica. "Oh my God, that one sailor is looking at me ." she said as she hid.
"Don't hide, he might buy you a drink." said Phoebe. "Oh you." she motioned as the handsome sailor walked over. Then she recognized him.
"How you doin?" he said in a very New York accent. as he smiled.
"Ah hah!" Phoebe said. "Joseph Francis Tribbiani! I am going to kick your ass!"
"Pheebs, you said you were joining to be a nurse. You didn't say Hawaii." he said.
"I didn't know until I was sent. I thought you would be glad to see me." she said her voice dripping with anger.
"Well." he said not knowing what to say.
"And hitting on one of my girlfriends too. I ought to pound on you." Phoebe said. "This is Monica and this is Rachel."
"My apologies ladies, " he said as he tipped his hat . "I think I'd better go back to my ship." he said as he ran out of the bar.
"You better keep running." she said as he ran towards the harbor. "You see girls, those men you are pining over, they are doing the same thing in Europe. Men stink." Phoebe said as she ordered a beer.
Ross sat at the end of the bar as the siren sounded again. Another night in London, he wasn't on duty tonight. Just a drill . Taking a sip from his ale, his thoughts drifted back to her.
They laid in bed together , their naked bodies entwined. Who knows when they would be together again. He put his hands through her golden blond hair and touched her flat stomach. Rolling on top of her , he laid down and pleasured her . Each bit of pleasure made her writhe and cry for more. He banged her head against the headboard as she grabbed the wall. He had to make this last because he didn't know when he was coming back at all. Tomorrow he would on a plane to London, flying in the Eagle squadron. British pilots were being shot down at an amazing rate, so American ones would be shipped to England based on their combat skills.
"I have to go Rach, I have to keep those Nazi bastards from ever setting foot on American soil." he told her when he received his orders.
"But they are sending you to London, where they have air raids nightly." she cried as she wrapped herself around him.
She turned on the radio and cried as she heard the song….
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
While this lonely heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small café, the park along the way
The children's carousel, the chestnut tree , the wishing well
I'll be seeing you in every far rockaway
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning sun
But when the night is through , I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you.
A tear dropped from his eye as the jukebox in the corner played their song. Suddenly a female officer from the British army sat next to him.
"Hello there, " she said softly. "It's a lovely song isn't it?"
"Yes it is, it reminds me of home." Ross said.
"And home is?"
"United States, well actually Long Island." he admitted.
"London is my home, well until the Germans destroyed my flat two nights ago." she sadly said.
"I'm sorry , any casualties?" he asked politely.
"No thankfully my boyfriend Colin is in the army and was gone at the time." she looked at the young American pilot. "When did you arrive?"
"About two days ago, I am still in training before I get to go up yet. They brought me here from Fort Dix in New Jersey." he said.
"Well welcome to London. I am a sister." she said .
"You mean a nun?" he looked confused.
"No in England, a sister is a nurse." she laughed. "Emily Waltham." she said extending her hand.
"Captain Ross Geller, Eagle Squadron." he said with a salute.
"My mother warned me about officers, she said they were no gentleman." Emily laughed.
"Don't have to worry about me, I have a girl at home." he pulled out his wallet and showed her Rachel's picture.
"She is very beautiful.'
"She is also a nurse in the US Navy. They have her stationed in Hawaii . She has the life, sunshine, palm trees, and no gunfire. Just paradise.
"Isn't that where the US has all its battleships? Surely you must worry about her being there with all those men?" Emily said.
"Not my Rach, she will stay faithful until I march home."
At that point the sirens sounded again. This time it was no drill. The Lufthansa was on full frontal attack and Ross ran back to the airfield. Getting his instructions , he hopped into his plane. He gave the thumbs up and started the engine.
As the small plane rose into the skies over England. The only thing that Ross could see was dark planes and fiery battles. He began trying to line up his gun with the German planes. At one point, the barrage of bullets was hitting the side of the plane. Thinking he was safe, he started to maneuver the stick . One lone round hit the tank on his plane and it began to drop out of the sky. Before it went down, he managed to shoot down a German plane as well.
He felt the drop quickly as the plane plummeted. He tried to radio but all communication was knocked out when the bullets hit the plane. All he could see was his life flash before his eyes. All he could see before he hit the water was Rachel's face. The plane dropped into the cold sea as the young pilot watched himself plummeting to a watery grave.
