A/N: This is a historical fiction that takes place in 1941 before that fateful Sunday Morning in Hawaii. I hope you enjoy reading it. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Castle series or the characters. This story is based solely on the entertainment of the readers.

A Date which will in infamy

World War 2 Valor in the Pacific National Monument

Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, December 11th, 1991

The 50th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor had come and gone. The memorial service had taken place and the dignitaries and celebrities had left, and all bells and whistles have been removed, the USS Arizona Memorial return to its normal sense of normalcy. The tourist came back to visit the site of the most causalities in the Pearl Harbor attack. Yet that morning, there were no tourist at the memorial, only a group of 100 people dressed in black as they waited to board the ferry's that would take them over to the USS Arizona for a memorial service. Most of the people waiting to take the ferry gave the 5'5"silver hair women some space as she looked across the harbor towards the gleaming white memorial.

A park ranger in her uniform came silently over towards her. "Mrs. Alexis Stevenson?"

"It's Alexis Castle-Stevenson." Alexis stated as she turned away from the memorial and looked at the ranger. In her hands she held a small silver urn. It had been obvious that she had been crying a little bit but for the most part, she was stoic. "How is everything looking?"

The ranger came over close to her. "According to your husband, the senator's instructions along with your stepmother last will and testament, we have closed the memorial for the next couple of hours for the service. We'll start shuttling people over in the next couple minutes."

"And the honor guard?" Alexis asked.

"Already on the memorial." The ranger stated as she stood next to her. She took out a piece of paper. "As soon as the memorial is over, the rangers will let me know so we can start running ferries again, and take down the chairs."

Alexis nodded and smiled at the ranger. "I understand, and my family and I would like to thank the National Park Service for being very accommodating."

"Our pleasure ma'am for the family of a hero of the attack." The ranger nodded. She shook her hand and moved away from her.

Alexis turned back to face the memorial and gripped the urn tighter. She took a deep breath and let it out. "Well Kate, in a little while you will be rejoining dad, dancing the eons away in the heavens, to Glenn Miller, Bennie Goodman, Louis Armstrong."

"Grandma." Alexi's grandson said to her as he came over. The 25 year Marine, home from his deployment to the Persian Gulf walked over and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine Rick. Where's Annie and the kids?" Alexis asked as she continued to look out across the harbor towards the memorial.

"With Grandpa playing host." Rick Stevenson stated as he looked across the harbor towards the memorial himself. "I wish I could have met him."

Alexis blinked away some tears. "You would have loved him, and found him extremely funny childish at times, but when the time came for duty on board he was all about it. Kate was pretty much the same way."

Rick took off his dress blue gloves and wiped some tears with the back of his hand before putting the gloves back on. "I remember the day I graduated basic. Kate was there, despite the difficulty for her to travel."

"She would have loved to been there to welcome you home, but the cancer didn't allow her to do so." Alexis told her grandson. She again tried to blink away the tears but failed to do so. She turned away from the memorial as she and her grandson looked as guest continued to mill about. "She loved every one of you kids."

Before her grandson could answer, her husband, the honorable Senator John Stevenson walked over to her. "Honey, they are ready for us. They want us to go over with the first load so we can settle in first."

Alexis nodded and sighed once again. She offered her arm to her grandson, to which he took and made her way towards the ferry. Friends, family and people that they had known over the years, or that Kate had known nodded and offered condolences to her, and shook hands of the family. Alexis's daughter Karen Stevenson Giordano met her mother by the ferry. "Hi mom, you doing ok?"

"I'm fine sweetheart. Come on, let's get aboard so we can go over to memorial and reunite them." Alexis stated to her daughter. Rick helped her grandmother aboard and the rest of the family followed suit, with a few guest coming aboard. The rest started to fill up the second ferry that arrived to load them up after dropping off the last visitors from the memorial. As soon as the ferry was full, they had pushed off from the dock and started towards the gleaming white memorial a quarter mile distant. She looked at her husband. "Did someone….."

"The pictures are already over there and set up. A couple of the honor guard volunteered to take them over and set them up." John told her as he squeezed her hand.

Alexis nodded again holding the urn in her hand as the ferry drew closer to the memorial. Her mind drifted back to the day US Navy nurse Lieutenant Kate Beckett arrived in the territory of Hawaii and changed her father's life and her life forever for the better, before it all changed that fateful Sunday morning fifty years ago.