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Episode 2
As Time Goes By
Chapter 6
Two days had passed and no progress was made, the girls spent their days in the admiral's house, while everyone went to work. The twins didn't seem to mind though; in fact they were enjoying it. Lounging around on the couch watching classic TV shows, eating food that wasn't rations, and just enjoying some peace and quiet. It was now Friday night, the Rabb family, and Coates were heading over for dinner, Harriet unfortunately had overheard them talking, and the Admiral had no choice but to invite them over as well.
"How are you going to explain us?" Natalie asked after the admiral returned home to start dinner.
"We all agreed to just address you two on first name basis. Daughter's of an old friend of mine." The girls nodded, they didn't want to bother explaining anything to Uncle Bud and Aunt Harriet. The girls were helping the admiral prepare dinner when Coates showed up with the beverages. A little while later Harm and Mac showed up Harm entered first with a hot plate of vegetable lasagna with Mac in tow waddling up.
"My favorite!" Natalie squealed at the sight of the dish.
"Well I'm glad one of my daughters takes after me." Harm laughed giving a kiss on the top of Natalie's forehead, ever since the nightmare he felt compelled to draw closer to the twins. Lucy looked up a tad bit hurt from the salad she was tossing, Mac noticed to look in her daughter's face and went over and gave her a big bear hug.
"I'm glad one of you takes after me I was afraid you'd both be daddy's girls." Lucy smiled happy to make her mother proud.
"Now make sure nobody mentions anything about who you two really are, unless you want to explain yourselves to the Roberts." The admiral reminded.
"Yes sir." Came a chorus in response. Just then the doorbell rang everybody turned and stared at the front door. "I'll get it." Offered Coates after an awkward moment of silence. "Hello sir, ma'am." Coates greeted. Bud and Harriet entered with Susan and little AJ nearly running them down.
"Uncle Harm!" They squealed at the sight of Harm who came out of the kitchen, everybody was making there way out, with the exception of the twins who stayed behind tending to the dinner in the kitchen. Pleasantries were exchanged, and yet the girls were still hesitant to make their appearance, they were debating whether or not to go out when they heard Harriet.
'If you will just excuse me for a minute sir, I 'd like to put this dessert down in the kitchen." Before any objections could be raised Harriet was already standing in the doorway. The twins both turned to look at Harriet, she was younger then they remembered. Harriet stood there, her jaw dropped…they sure did remind her of someone, maybe two people…
"Harriet, Bud, I'd like to introduce you two to Natalie and Lucy. They're daughters of an old Seal buddy of mine." Harriet smiled at the twins, she believed the story, but something about those girls was so familiar.
"Well its nice to meet you two." She greeted. Bud came up behind her to greet the twins. Harm was playing with AJ and Susan until dinner was ready, the girls had been wearing long sleeves to hide their scars, and the tattoo imprinted on the wrist when they became POWs, it was a way for the enemy to identify the POWs. They had sat down to a dinner full of veggie and meat dishes. Harriet had been studying the girls the whole time, there was still something about them.
"Natalie, do you mind passing me the biscuits." Bud asked.
"Sure." Natalie reached out to pass the biscuits, and as she stretched to pass them over to Bud, her long sleeved Explorer Henley snuck up on her arm just enough to fully expose her tattoo.
"That's an interesting tattoo you have on your arm Natalie, what is that?" Natalie jerked back her arm and pulled her sleeve down over her hand.
"Lucy has one too!" Susan exclaimed she had seen it as Lucy was cutting her meat. Lucy jerked back her wrist as well. "Oh let me see!" Harriet exclaimed, Harm chuckled wondering what could ever posses his daughters to get a tattoo. Harriet reached over and took Natalie's wrist in hand she pulled up the sleeve to reveal the tattoo, in plain black ink her identification number, and strange characters that were letters out of the enemy's alphabet. She looked curiously at Natalie and then pulled Lucy's wrist over, it was just like Natalie's just different numbers and characters. Harriet looked at the twins puzzled.
"Kind of an odd tattoo isn't it?" The twins both exchanged nervous glances they didn't know how to respond.
"Did you two get those tattoos to commemorate getting into the service?" Harm teased. The girls shook there heads slowly no; Mac and Coates noticed the panicked expressions on their face. Natalie slowly rubbed her wrist as if she could erase the tattoo; Lucy slowly traced the characters and numbers as she had done number of times before. The girls had been debating whether or not to get the tattoo removed after the war, part of them wanted it removed, and part of them wanted to keep it so they would never forget.
"Excuse me." Lucy barely managed as she quickly dismissed herself from the table, Natalie watched her leave. Lucy had taken the experience the hardest, she had volunteered to pilot a mission, but after the death of her Rio in the POW camp she never volunteered to pilot again. The only reason she became a marine Rio was upon the request of Natalie, who had experienced the POW camp at the same time, but at a different camp.
"Excuse us." Natalie apologized as she chased down her sister. She found her sister curled up on their bed upstairs. Lucy looked up tears stained in her face.
"We got to tell them!" Lucy cried.
"We can't that goes against everything we were taught."
"Who's to say though, that by being here we haven't already messed things up!" They sat in silence for a few seconds when they heard footsteps coming up the steps. "We need to tell them." Lucy hissed, they sat there staring at each other wondering whether or not to tell them, and contemplating whether or not they really did mess things up already.