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It’s me!” Unpersuasively, she cried again, “Please! I know you have a gun! It’s
me
!”
    He must have known exactly who she was because he slowly relaxed the tension off his trigger. He drew back his pistol, and holstered it, then looked down in shame. Though terribly disturbed, he quietly asked, “Why are you here?”
    “I
had
to come. The baby’s mine too.”
    Their encounter seemed quickly revealing. Both of their silhouettes looked like wilting tree trunks stuck in muck, ready to rot the rest of the way into the lifeless groundbeneath them. It was an awkward moment that dragged on for some time in utter silence. Their shadows pondered the problem before either of them really knew what to do or say to the other.
    Finally, a remnant of life gave Wolfe a reason to look up as the sound of the woman’s whimpering grew too loud to ignore.
    The woman frightened herself as she accidentally turned on her flashlight. The dimness of the beam looked as if it had been left on all evening. She couldn’t get it to turn off, so she dropped it to the ground and muttered into the darkness. “It’s almost morning now.” Without the aid of her flashlight, she staggered and tripped over the rocks towards Wolfe.
    Their futile, lost feelings seemed mutual, for Wolfe had already begun making his way directly to her. They must have known each other all too well, for their reactions went without saying. At the last second before embracing, he opened his arms just in time to catch her limp body as she collapsed completely.
    She was the one slated with pain the hardest. Her mourning seemed to escalate into misery with just the touch of his hands. Their dreadful midnight meeting came at a great price, for her weeping and wailing swelled into outbreaks of cries that sounded like they’d last forever.
    She broke down further, delicately thumping her fist on his chest. “I know I was supposed to be far away. I made a mistake, an incredible mistake…I never should have let him go.”
    “How did you find me?”
    She sobbed, “Dr. Wycliffe told me. He made me promise not to say. I didn’t…I’m sorry. I just had to see our…our son…one last time….he’s gone, isn’t he? Say something, will you? Is he gone? You said he wouldn’t really be gone. He’s really not gone, is he? He’s going to be a fine boy someday? Please, tell me again. He’s going to live. He will live, won’t he?”
    Wolfe looked out to the sea of darkness. The moonlight barely reflected the angry mood in one of his blue eyes. “He will live.”
    “How can you know?”
    “He now has the desire…even if he has to go to hell and back, he will look and find. I’m counting on him.”
    She gasped, “The note! You said you were giving him a note. What’s it about? You didn’t tell him we were not—we were not—”
    “I did not. We will marry…our wedding will be soon, if it’s the last thing I do.”
    Further out to sea, inside the cockpit of the US
Wehrwolf
, US-2 was deeply devoted to navigating, slowly turning the ship around, but before he could get the vessel about, a massive wave came into sight along the port side.
    Doc yelled out, “We’re testing again! Hold on!”
    Swoooooosh!
    The ship rocked as the wave completely engulfed her.
    Separately, the crew opened their eyes, spewing their relief. All was pleasantly dry inside their cockpit, of course. As treacherous as the storm tried to be, all they could see was the beautiful, pure white foam drizzling down off the glass in front of them.
    US-1 and 2 broke out shouting, “Wow! It’s okay. We’re okay. Our ship is taking the worst of it.”
    “Oh wow, you didn’t cover this in training?”
    Doc smiled as he tended to the baby. “Yes, indeed. It caught me by surprise, to my friends. We should be able to withstand a lot more than just a storm. Wait and see, my good friends. Wait and see.”
    US-2 reported, “We’re about face, Doc…straight ahead, fifteen knots.”
    Directly in front,