So, hello everyone. Welcome to my Pearl Harbor Fanfic.
Yeah, it's one of those 'Rafe got a little sister, of course she's going to fall in love with Danny' stories. If you don't like such fanfic, then stop here please.

Another thing to mention is that this is a translation. I'm actually writing this story for a German platform, so you find some mistakes in grammar, spelling or punctation, please tell me. That's my only chance to get better.

And if something with the planes or weapons is historically incorrect, just ignore that. I am clueless on that.


Chapter 1

My Only Wish Was To Fly"

The young woman, almost a girl, sneaked up to the fence carefully. The nocturnal darkness nearly hid her completely. For a moment she procrastinated, hesitated. She had risked so much, worked so hard. Should she give up and just return? No, she could already imagine what her father's face would look like if he came to know about her cloak-and-dagger operation.

She took a deep breath, then she climbed up the fence and jumped down on the other side lithe as a cat. Nobody noticed her and nobody saw, how she scurried into the first airplane hangar.

Aline McCawley was astonished when she behold the gigantic airplanes. They were so much bigger, more impressive than her father's crop duster which she used for training since a few months.

Her big brother Rafe wrote in to her soon after he and his best friend Daniel Walker acceded to the US Air Force in the beginning of the Year 1939. Since then her biggest wish was to fly, fly just for once. And she worked really hard for her dream.

And now, on September 23rd 1939, she was here, one day after her 19th birthday.

The clapping of a door brought her back from her memories; she looked around in panic for a place to hide, stumbled in a hurry, fell down.

A soldier came over to her on his inspection patrol, and before she had a chance to disappear he grabbed her arm and dragged her out. He didn't turn around to look after her; he rather brought her to another building. Outside an office he made her wait.

She heard muted voices from inside. The one voice, presumably the soldier, told his supervisor about an invader. Aline looked around. Here was nobody except herself. Then she comprehended: The invader was her.

The door opened and the soldier came out just to push her into the office.

"Good evening, may I ask you for what reason you were found in a military airplane hangar, Miss ...?"

"McCawley, Sir. Aline McCawley."

"Miss McCawley. Don't we have another McCawley here?"

"Um yeah, that's my brother Rafe." Aline wanted to slap herself, just idiots start with 'um'.

"I'm Colonel Doolittle. Back to my question, for what reason were you found in a military airplane hangar, Miss McCawley?"

She looked at him with big desperate eyes and just in this moment the door flew open. Aline squeaked and made a jump.

"I'm sorry for this interruption, Sir.

ALINE McCAWLEY, WHY THE HELL DID YOU BREAK IN!? YOU WILL GO BACK HOME IMMEDIATELY THE SAME WAY YOU CAME HERE!"

Rafe stood in the door, snorting with rage.

"McCawley, please, resolve your family business after I talked to your sister, what brings us back to my question, for what reason were you found in a military airplane hangar? I'm waiting for an answer."

Allie gave Rafe an angry glance. Then she turned to Doolittle and started to declaim her story. He kept a straight face all the time.

After she finished, he summarized:

"So, it is you biggest wish to fly with one of your airplanes. Well, we'll see, but tonight we have to remand you. But first you have to talk to your brother, he seemed to be very angry."

While saying this he shoved her out of his office.

Rafe was waiting outside. Now he looked at her angrily. She took a deep breath and sat down next to him.

"Why are you here?" hissed Rafe.

"Visiting you."

"Oh, not even you would buy that from yourself. Why are you really here?" If he was angry the moment before, what was he now? 'Probably in rage' thought Allie by herself.

"Well, you told me how great flying was with those airplanes. And I have to check if you are lying or not."

He starred into space for a long time. Not a good sign.

"Allie, you're a sheep. Doolittle won't let a little girl without experience fly such an airplane."

Now she was outraged. "I'm not a little girl, I'm almost grown up. I am 19 Years old since yesterday and I do have experience."

"Oh, yeah, happy belated birthday. But you can't come in here without permission and ask for an airplane."

"Well, if I wasn't caught, I would have taken one without asking."

"ALLIE" blared Rafe in rage again.

Aline jumped up and fled from her brother into the next best hallway, chased further around the next corner, when she heard Rafe's footsteps behind her. Unfortunately someone else was about to come around this corner just from the other direction. And into this somebody she bumped now and nearly swept him of his feet. As she wanted to continue her flight after a mumbled "Sorry", the somebody grabbed her wrist and hold her, like the soldier did before.

She turned around to spit at the person and to…

"Aline?" asked her opponent unbelievingly.

"Daniel!" called Allie joyously. "It's good to see you!"

He rolled his eyes. He told her about a thousand times to call him Danny like anybody else did. But it seemed that she forgot that every time again.

"It's good to see you too, but what are you doing here?"

"Why does anyone want to know what I am doing here? First this Doolittle, then Rafe and now you. And besides from that is Rafe after me and if he catches me in a moment he'll lock me away for the rest of my life" wailed Allie with a maudlin voice.

Maybe a bit too much, but it worked: She triggered his protective instinct, just in time to protect her from Rafe, who just came around the corner, being busy to keep himself calm and not to lunge at Allie.

"Allie," Rafe had really trouble not to shout, "you're asked to return to Doolittle immediately. It's time to remand you."

"Better than him locking me away forever" she murmured to Danny and got out of Rafe's reach right away.

The two young men looked after her as she disappeared behind the corner.

"She's grown up" said Danny and Rafe could have sworn that his best friend had something dreamy in his voice. And for this dreamy tone he wanted to punch him.

"Hey, you didn't see her just about nine and a half month, she grew at most half an inch" hissed Rafe. "And what are you doing here?"

"I was worried about you doing something stupid just because anyone pretends to have heard that a Miss McCawley was in Doolittle's office."

Doolittle had brought Allie to a small room. It's furnishings were very Spartan she noticed. The door was locked behind her. She walked over to the window boredly. Trellised. Crap.

As it was already pitch-dark outside, that didn't matter.

So she laid down on the bed which was more comfortable than it seemed to be. And very soon after that she fell asleep.

The next day wasn't specially prickling. It started not specially and ended prickling. Allie spent most of the time with sitting on the bed and starring out of the window.

"I assume this is your bag?"

Allie jumped up. She didn't recognize somebody entering the room. Doolittle stood there, holding the bag out towards her.

"It was found in hangar 2" he explained.

"By who?" wanted Allie to know.

"To be frankly, your brother and Captain Walker found it. They do know you very well, Miss McCawley."

"Of course they do, I spent 15 years of my life with them. Rafe really does know, that I don't step out of the door without being prepared for anything. You know, it could happen that…"

"… that" interrupted Doolittle her flood of words "I spent half the day with discussing with my boss – don't look at me like that, even I do have a supervisor – what should happen with you. And we decided to give you a chance and to let you fly with one of our 45,000 Dollar air planes. Nevertheless until tomorrow you have to stay in this room."

Later in the evening Rafe visited Allie. He wasn't angry anymore, but now Aline was mortally offended.

"Aline, we both know that you don't effect anything with being offended. Oh well, I'm sorry."

"For what exactly… are you sorry?"

"Oh, come on, you know what for. Don't make me speak it out loud." Rafe tried to threaten her. That may turn out to be very interesting.

"For what exactly are you sorry?" repeated Allie her question even though she knew what he was sorry for.

Since earliest childhood she hated to be screamed at. So she made everyone, who shouted at her, excuse for that. During the time it came from "I'm sorry for shouting at you" to a simple "I'm sorry". But now she wanted to hear the whole excuse.

"Did anyone ever tell you, that you are one little nasty sadist?"

Like Allie hated to be yelled at, Rafe hated making excuses.

So he wanted to talk him out of the affair.

"What are you sorry for?" Maybe she was nasty. But she was stubborn for sure. And he wanted it that way.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry for…"

"I forgive you" grinned Allie at Rafe. Nobody could listen to his stammering.

They sat next to each other on the bed and even though they kept still, Rafe stayed until Doolittle sent him away.

After he left, Allie went to bed.