Author's Note: I don't own Grease nor Grease 2 or any of the Character. The only thing is the plot to the story and a few characters of my own

Summary: Grease 2 Au. One Shot. What if the T-Birds and Pink Ladies hadn't turned up just as Michael was about to reveal the true identity of the 'Cool Rider' to Stephanie? How would that have changed the course of the movie?

AN: Alright here's Chapter 24. Thank you to those that reviewed.

Chapter 24

18th September 1967, Chu Lai.

"Will you hurry the fuck up and stitched it up" I said gritted teeth as Jimmy stitched the wound in my right shoulder.

Jimmy stitched up the wound without so much as a word. After the wound had been bandaged. I pulled on my shirt and buttoned it up. I headed towards the bunker I shared with Tex, Billy, Ricky, Kirkpatrick, Bowen and Sorrows.

I went about cleaning my Colt M19A and M16. That helped the pass the time for the next few hours. I put Colt M19A back in its holster and went to look for my younger brother.

I found him sitting on some on ammo crates of one side of the 2nd and 4th base camp.

"You alright Billy" I asked him as I sat down beside him. His wife leaving him and abandoning their infant daughter had cut him pretty deep.

"No not really. I still trying to figure out why Nancy would just up leave like that." Billy said rubbing his head in frustration.

"Sometimes love doesn't work out no matter much we want it to. Look at me and Sarah. I though she was the one for me. When I found out about her and Roy. I was pissed off belief. I had thought that she was the love of my life.

Sometimes we have to go through heartache and heartbreak before we find that one person that is the one for us." I explained to Billy.

"Yea I guess your right. But how the hell am I going to raise Jessica on my own" Billy said scuffing his boot into the dirt. He was still pretty cut up about the whole situation not that I blame for him for that.

"You've got all of us to help you Billy. It's not going to be easy Billy. But your going to do your best to raise Jessica as best as you can." I said trying to reassure him he wasn't alone in trying to raise Jessica on his own.

"Thanks Michael. You know when I found out when Nancy was pregnant with Jessica. I was scared shitless. I didn't know what the hell I was going to do. I knew Mum and Dad where going to be pissed.

I couldn't exactly ask Patrick for help. You had just gone back to Vietnam. All I kept thinking was that I needed to ask you for advice but you where here in Nam" Billy said.

20th December 1967, Rydell California

It would be another Christmas without her husband. The second one to be exact. But he was coming home from Vietnam in less then six months. He would not only miss Connor's first birthday next month, but their second wedding anniversary in March.

Johnny and Paulette where expecting their second child in May of next year around the time Michael was due home from Vietnam for good unless he decide to reenlist for a few more years.

Rhonda and Goose were cerebrating the birth of their twin boys that had been born last month. Sharon and Louis where expecting their first child in June of next year.

Davey and Delores had finally become engaged and where getting married some time next year. There had been some not so joyful news. Michael's sister Rose had called off her engagement to Ben Cassidy just ten days before the wedding.

Now Rose and her brother Josh where back together. After having spilt up nearly three years ago.

1st January 1968, Chu Lai.

It was New Years Day. It was my son's first birthday in less then two weeks. In less then six months I was going home from Vietnam for good. I had thought about reenlistment briefly. But I had decided against it. I had seen enough of the world.

I just wanted to go home to my family and friends. I had thought about writing to them back home to tell them when I was coming home. But I had decided it was better if I surprised them.

Things here in Chu Lai had been quite for the last couple of weeks. The Vietcong had been quite a little too quite. We had been given a month of rest and recuperation or some shit like that from 20th December to the 20th of this month.

"Nice Morning isn't Gunny" I looked over to see Major Bradshaw standing beside where I was sitting on some ammo crates.

"Yea a bit too quite for my liking sir" I said not bothering to move from where I was seated.

"You think the Vietcong are up to something Gunnery Sargent Carrington" Major Bradshaw questioned my statement.

"Well it has never been this quite Sir. Usually a patrol is ambushed once a week maybe more. It's been three of nothing happening. It seems a bit iffy to me is all sir" I explained to Major Bradshaw.

"Hmm I do believe you are right Gunnery Sargent" Major Bradshaw said agreeing with me.

13th January 1968, Rydell California

Millicent Carrington did not imagine that she would be raising children again. Her granddaughter was the apple of her and Allan's eye apart from their grandson Connor who was a year old today.

Nancy her estranged daughter in law had not been heard from since she had skipped town abandoning both her husband Billy who was in Vietnam and her infant daughter Jessica who was three months old at the time.

Millicent admired her other daughter in law Stephanie. Stephanie did not need Michael to fight her battles for her. She was fiercely independent and spoke her mind regardless of what others thought.

She did not complain when she had to raise Connor on her own until Michael returned from his deployment in Vietnam in May. Millicent remembered just after she had Michael all those years ago she had been terrified at having to raise him on her own until Allan returned from the war.

And Millicent was extremely proud of the man Michael had become. When she, Allan, Patrick, Rose and Billy had first moved to America in mid-April of 1962 she had been to blind to see the man was Michael was becoming.

He was extremely loyal to those he loved and cared about. He always put the happiness and safety of others before his own. He was extremely protective of his friends and family.

He didn't take kindly to others tearing or putting his family and friends down. They would end up with a broken nose or a black eye for their troubles.

25th February 1968, Chu Lai

A lot of fresh pups Marines had arrived from the States. Tex and I had been assigned to go to the airstrip to met a couple of reporters from both the New York Times and Washington Post.

Major Bradshaw had assigned to the reports to both Tex and mine companies. That was going to make life really fucking interesting. I had already in the passed couple of years been assigned two reporters to my company there had been Walters and another reporter from the Chicago Sun-Times last year.

The reporters stepped off the C-130 with the new Marines to arrive at Chu Lai.

"Gunnery Sargent Michael Carrington" The taller of the two reports said.

"Yea who's asking" I asked pulling off my sunglasses.

"Sam Davidson Washington Post. " The one called Davidson extended his had I shock it.

"Welcome to Chu Lai." I said before the reporter from the New York Times introduced himself as James McAlister.

"So where are is our accommodation" McAlister asked we drove to base camp of the 2nd Battalion and 4th Marines.

"You'll be assigned to a bunker of your company.' Tex explained as we drove further into Chu Lai.

"You mean we have to share our accommodation like common privates." McAlister sneered.

"Well if you don't like it McAlister. There's a C-130 back there more then happy to take you back to New York" I said fed up with his whining already. Tex pulled the Jeep near the bunkers for D and B Companies.

"Is he always like that" I heard McAlister ask Tex as I got out of the Jeep and headed for my bunk to write a few letters home.

"Hey Sarge" I looked up as Williams came over to me with a few letters in his hand. I took them from him and went into the bunker I shared with Tex, Billy, Ricky, Kirkpatrick, Sorrows and Bowen.

10th March 1968, Rydell California

Patrick Carrington walked through the back door of his aunt and uncle's house. It was Sunday. He and Samantha where busy planning they're wedding. They where going to wait a few more months until Michael came back stateside from Vietnam for good.

His niece Jessica was turning one in twelve days. His nephew Connor had turned one back in January a nearly two months ago. Connor was so much like his father it was uncanny.

"Patrick. You have a letter for you" His Aunt Edna said. Patrick looked from the fridge with a beer in hand.

"Who from" Patrick asked cracking the top off his beer and throwing the top into the trash.

"Your brother in Vietnam" His Aunt said placing the letter on the kitchen table.

"Which one Aunt Edna. Both Michael and Billy are over in Vietnam" Patrick stated as he took a sip of his beer.

"Your older brother" His aunt said before leaving the room. Patrick sat down at the table and picked up the letter wondering what it was that Michael wanted.

22nd May 1968, Chu Lai.

I finished packing my gear up from my bunk. I was heading back stateside for the final time. It was good to be going home finally to my friends and family. Tex was also going back stateside.

All of my men where waiting for me as I walked out of the bunker. Major Bradshaw and Captain Dawson where there also that had been a surprise

"Good luck Gunnery Sargent Carrington and Staff Sargent McBride" Major Bradshaw said extending his hand to both Tex and me.

"I guess I'll see when you come back in June of next year" I said to Billy about five minutes later.

"Actually Lance Corporal Carrington and Sanchez will be heading back stateside with you and Staff Sargent McBride" Captain Dawson cut in. That was a bit of a shock.

"You'd better pack your gear then" Major Bradshaw said to both Billy and Ricky.

About an hour later we where boarding the C-130 that was taking us back to Camp Pendleton.

"Hey Michael. Who's picking us up from Camp Pendleton." Billy asked after a few hours of being in the air.

"Patrick is. I wrote to him a few months ago and asked him to come pick us up." I explained to Billy.

24th May 1968, Camp Pendleton California

The C-130 touched down at Camp Pendleton at about 0500 hours that Friday morning. As the four of us walked off the C-130 we knew not too except a big welcoming home from our family and friends.

I stopped and pulled off my dog tags and pulled off my wedding ring and slipped on my ring finger. In a matter of hours I would be reunited with the woman I loved and my nearly 18-month-old son.

"Hey Michael. Where's Patrick I though he'd be here by now" Billy asked.

"What can I say the traffic was murderous" Patrick joked leaning against his car with a shit-eater grin on his face.

"Good to have you back big brother" Patrick said as moved into hug me. It was good to be home well partly.

"What am I chop liver or something" Billy joked.

"Nice to have you back to baby brother" Patrick said as he embraced Billy in a hug. It was good to be home or rather heading home soon.