It had been two months since the tragic passing of the Rms Queen Elizabeth, and all over the world, her friends and loved ones were mourning. Queen Mary was sobbing on Long Beach. United States had heard the news from old newspapers, and she too wept.
But in New York City, at a lonely pier, the mighty aircraft carrier Intrepid sat looking into the water. He didn't care about anything else. He hadn't eaten well, nor had he slept well. There was only one ship on his mind: Queen Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, his beautiful Elizabeth. The ship he had fallen for once he had seen her and planned to live the rest of his life for, was gone. Cruelly ripped from him in a terrible twist of fate. Why did this have to happen to him?
He closed his eyes and a small tear came out of the old warrior's eye. "Oh by Poseidon's name..." He rasped. "Elizabeth what have I done?" He broke down. "I should have known better!!" He sobbed. "I should have known!! Why didn't I protect her?! Oh please