The next morning, Julia turned over to find that John was gone. He had left a note on the side on the tent. She plucked it from the canvas. It was folded and read 'Julia'. Unfolding it slowly, she read it in a whisper to herself, as if she needed proof that this was all really happening.

Dear Julia,

I got called out early this morning and didn't want to wake you. See you again tonight? I'll find you later. Have a good day, beautiful.

John

Julia smiled and kissed the note. It smelled just like him. She suddenly realise just how cold it was and threw her clothes back on. According to her watch she had less than an hour to be ready for work. Checking outside the camp-site for any security, she realised that this was an all-hands-on-deck raid and ran straight across towards the nurses cabins.

As she tumbled through the door of her own cabin, she screamed a little as she had petrified Kimberley and her reaction had scared Julia in turn. She laughed a little, relieved that it was Kimmy and not someone unsavoury like the chief nurse. She went into the next room and showered and changed within a matter of minutes, not knowing that Kimmy was ransacking her old clothes and reading the note. When Julia came out in fresh clothes and caught her, both of them burst out in fits of ecstatic laughter. Kimberley asked her friend what was going on.

"Julia, what is it with you and this guy." she smiled, revising the note again.

"Well we went to meet each other and we kind of- erm..." she trailed off.

"Had sex!" squealed Kimberley. Julia shushed her but nevertheless giggled too. She sighed happily and put the note in her purse.

"This is so sweet." Kimberley smiled, "This guy has had 9 months to pick any woman here. Almost every woman that is here has a thing for him, and he's picked you!" she finished excitedly again.

"I know." Julia said quietly, "he is amazing." They both giggled before the door was flung open and the head nurse was glaring in on them.

"Dalton, Eberly! Where have you been? Call time was half an hour ago." she snapped before leaving without shutting the door. Both girls let out a frustrated sigh as they grabbed their purses and left for duty.

They were both still grinning madly when they got to the infermery. But their grins soon faded when they saw their work load. Their were many civilian casualties that needed to be attended to before they could be sent to a safe place. Julia was sent across the other side of the room to Kimberley, so any hope of talking about her strange situation seemed to be gone. She got stationed to care for an old woman named Doris Hamilton who had suffered a bullet wound to the abdomen. She had survived the shot, and the bleeding had been controlled but she was being checked for any further signs of injury. She smiled kindly at Julia when she saw her approaching.

"Are you my new nurse?" she asked. Julia smiled back and nodded.

"You're a pretty one." the woman commented. Julia giggled softly and tended to her redressing. She was good at redressing bandages. She couldn't help thinking about John. Her face must've reflected what she was thinking as the old woman picked it up.

"I know that face." she said knowingly.

"What face?" asked Julia.

"Come off it, sweetheart. Who's the fella?" she questioned. I can't seem to get away from these reading types Julia thought, sighing as she did so.

"He's one of the task force workers." she answered, knowing that no one would probably believe her if she did tell as she had Altzheimer's. Then again maybe that made her the perfect person to talk to about it.

"I see. My husband was in the navy." she smiled.

"What was his name?" asked Julia, trying to start up a proper conversation.

"His name was John, John Hamilton, of course." Doris said, still grinning mindlessly.

"Mine's called John too. John Walden." Julia smiled.

"Oh, what a coincidence." the old woman said.

Then she started to ramble about her John and what he was like before his untimely death in the services and how he never met their child and how he used to sing to her and how he used to send her flowers when he was away. By this point, Julia thought she might as well give up tying to talk about her John until-

"What's your John like, darling?" the old woman finished her rant.

"Oh," Julia said, honestly astonished and rather glad that that was over, "well he- he's very brave, very good. He has this red hair which, when it catches the sunlight, shines a hundred different shades. He has these bright blue eyes and it's almost like they can see through a person, no matter who they are or what they have to hide." the explained, Doris nodding along all the way. He would've made a great cop Julia thought to herself, at the time not realising the irony of what she was saying. Doris beamed on her.

"He sounds most remarkable." she said.

"I suppose he is." Julia grinned as she listened to yet another of Doris's tales about her adventures with 'her John'.

At the end of their shifts, Kimberley and Julia went back to their cabin and read the note over and over again.

"What does 'see you again to night question mark' really mean?" she asked Kimberley.

"I don't know, it could be 'I might see you again tonight but I'm quite busy' or 'I might see you tonight if I come back' or 'I want to see you tonight it you want to.'" Kimberley listed. Julia shook her head.

"It could mean anything." she sighed, "but I hope that it's that last one." she added with a grin. Kimberley smiled at her friend's new found happiness. She had been very cold when she had first met her, and now, in a day it's like she had taken on a completely new personality. She knew she had to thank John for that if ever she got the chance. Her train of thought was interrupted their, though, by a sharp knock on the cabin door. Julia and Kimberley looked at each other, confused before Julia went to answer it. She opened the door, and the first this she saw was a bright blue shimmer in the moonlight. She was looking into the eyes of John Walden. He smiled at her.

"Oh, hi." she smiled brightly. Kimberley, who was still in the room, knew immediately who it was. Julia returned into the room with the handsome red head at her side.

"Hi, you must be John." Kimberley said, approaching the new comer and shaking his hand, "I'm Kimberley Dalton."

"Nice to meet you, Kimberley." John said, shaking her hand vigorously. She looked over at Julia knowingly, and then turned back to John.

"Actually, sorry to be a nusense but I was just off to see Helen in the next cabin. She still has that thing she borrowed and I need it back." she directed the next bit at Julia, who was all to aware that she was talking rubbish, "Nice to meet you John, see you later Julia." Kimberley finishes as she bounced out of the cabin. Julia rolled her eyes.

"She's nice. A bit high- spirited if that." John chuckled.

"I think it's her being pregnant." Julia said, "she never used to be that uppity." she laughed.

"I wanted to know if you'd like to come for a walk with me." John asked sweetly, his fabric voice putting its spell once more onto Julia. She complied immediately, taking his outstretched hand and gazing into the deep blue eyes on his tilted head, smiling. He pulled her into him and they left together.