A/N: I apologize for taking so long to get this chapter up. It's been over two years, but they have been two very busy years for me. College has been getting in the way as well as other aspects of life. I'm on summer break now, and I hope to write more on this story during it.

Present

"You were actually in the war," Elenor says. It wasn't a question, but I answer it anyway.

"I was," I tell her. "We were loaded into ships that night, but we didn't go anywhere at first because the water was too rough. We would have never been able to make it to Normandy. We had to spend the night on the ship. Luckily my company was on the same ship as Wade's and Daniel's."

Sixteen Years Earlier

I tried to keep my stomach calm as the ship rocked up and down in the bay. It was impossible though, the next time the boat went up I gaged. I would have lost my lunch if I hadn't already lost it earlier.

"You okay Antony?" Daniel asked.

I could barely shake my head and said, "I think I'm going to die."

"You aren't going to die," Irwin told me. "Sea sickness doesn't kill people."

I heaved again as the boat rocked and then glared at him weakly. "I know that doc, but it sure feels like it." I sighed loudly.

Irwin, ever the doctor, went over to me and rubbed my back gently. "It will be okay," He said in a soothing voice.

Surprisingly his efforts made me feel slightly better. I looked at him gratefully and said, "Thanks doc."

He smiled and said, "Don't mention it."

I just nodded as the boat rocked again, which caused me to heave. "God, I wish this was over already," I moaned out. "I'm not going to be able to stand when we finally get off this ship."

"You will, and besides the sea sickness should go down after a little while," Irwin said as he continued to rub my back.

Heaving again I said, "How long will be a while? We've been on here for almost a whole night."

"I don't know but it should be soon."

I signed once again. "I wish they would let us off of here. It's not like we are going anywhere. It's rather pointless to have us all here."

Daniel finally spoke up, "It's cause they don't want to waste time loading us all back in here."

He was right, and I knew it. The military didn't want to waste time, and the certainly wouldn't do it to make their men more comfortable.

"We need to get some rest," Irwin said.

I looked at him with my eyebrow raised. "You really think I'm going to get any rest like this?"

"You need to try. If you're tired you won't be able to focus right. That could make you vulnerable." His voiced dropped off and he looked away.

We hadn't talked about what could happen in fact, we had avoided it. Yes we had all be thinking about it, that much I knew. However, we hadn't broached the topic. For me, Irwin bringing it up made it real. I know I had been in a form of denial. The idea that I could be dead soon was surreal. I had never thought about dying before. Even in training I didn't really think about death, but now the possibility was very real. It was a scary thought. I loved life even if it hadn't been a bed of roses. Also it was hard to imagine what my family would think. Being a woman, I shouldn't have even been on this boat. Also if I did die they would never even know. How could they when Antony McNeal didn't even exist?

I looked at the two men who had become my best friends. Each was looking somewhere else, and I could tell they were having similar thoughts. I sighed; there was no getting around it. Jessie may know that I'm over here, but no one would inform her if something happened to me. My friends were the only ones who could do anything about it.

"Daniel, Irwin," I started to say. You could barely hear me speak but both of them managed to. They looked at me, waiting for me to say more. "If something happens to me…"

"No, don't say it," Daniel said shaking his head. "Nothing is going to happen."

"Daniel you don't know that," I tried to tell him.

He shook his head again. "You are going to be fine, we all are going to be fine. There's no point in worrying when nothing is going to happen." It sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince me.

"Daniel please, listen to me," I told him pleadingly. Surprisingly he went silent and it seemed he would let me say what I needed to. I took a deep breath and started where I left off. "If something happens to me please find my family and tell them. They don't know I'm here, and they won't be notified unless someone tells them."

"I don't understand. Why won't they be notified? How do they not know you're here?" Irwin asked.

I paused and looked at the floor. I wasn't sure how to continue. It wasn't like I could tell them I was a woman, though I very much wanted to. All I could tell them was as close to the truth as it could get. "I joined without their knowledge," I said, finally looking up. "I do not have any contact information down, nor next of kin. My family would have never allowed me to join otherwise, and they would have found a way to keep me from coming over here."

"You weren't drafted?" Daniel asked surprised. "Why did you join if you weren't?"

I shrugged and then said, "I wanted to serve my country. What Hitler and his Nazis are doing is awful. It's a crime against humanity and I wanted to do what I could to help stop it. That's why I enlisted and came over here. I'm just worried that if anything happens my family will never know."

"Alright I'll do my best to contact them," Daniel said after a while.

"So will I," said Irwin. "What do you want us to say?"

I looked down and sighed. "I'm not really sure. That I'm sorry would probably be a good start though, and maybe you could help them understand why I did it. That's all I can really think of."

"Alright we will need an address," Irwin said.

I nodded and grabbed a pencil and piece of paper from my bag. I quickly jotted down my address twice and then gave each one of them a piece. They took it though it was obviously reluctantly. After a few moments of silence Daniel spoke up.

"Antony can you hand me that pencil and paper."

"Okay," I said confused as I handed it to him. He quickly wrote down something and tore the paper into three pieces. Two of the smaller pieces he handed to each of us.

"My address," he said bluntly. "Talk to my parents if anything happens. Tell them how I was like over here."

"Daniel can you…" Irwin started to say before Daniel handed him what was left of the paper and the pencil. He also quickly jotted down his information and gave one to each of us. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to. We all knew what they were for by this point.

A silence fell over our threesome as we looked at the pieces of paper in our hands. The boat continued to rock up and down, but oddly it didn't affect me any longer. Something had just happened between our small group. We had just admitted we could die. Most people on this boat would go into battle with the idea that 'it wouldn't happen to me but to the person next to me'. We weren't among them though. We had all acknowledged that we might die, and if we didn't one of our friends just might.

A/N: Alright here is a new chapter for you guys. Once again I'm sorry it's taken so long. This chapter is part one of two. I plan to post the next one either later today or tomorrow. Btw I am editing my previous chapters and changing a few names and such. There's just a few things that have been bugging me.

However, I have an important question for all of you. I am currently trying to figure out what direction to have this story go. I need to know what you guys want. Do you want her to go with the group to find Ryan, or do you want her to go in a different direction? There is a poll open on my profile. Please vote there, or post your choice in a review. The sooner I get enough responses the sooner you will get a few more chapters!