In my Charles Delaware Trollish version of what would've happened if DS had continued I had two storylines set in the 1940's. One centered on a present-day (meaning 1970's) haunting of all of Collinsport by vengeful spirits that kill their prey by somehow filling their lungs with seawater, and the flash-back (no time travel) showed that Jamison Collins (whom I make a nefarious character), during WWII, was given a contract to build liberty ships, but did so very cheaply to maximize profits and one sank in a storm off of the coast from the shoddy construction, dooming the entire crew to a horrible, watery death. The second centered on - finally - the parentage of Ficki (whom I have return in the persona of Alexandra Moltke, since she had nothing else better to do). Also set in the 1940's, resplendent with the styles and fashions and most of the plot taking place in New York City with lots of big band swing music going along with Bob Colbert's score, Elizabeth is in the WAC's and meets again a young man she had met previously while crossing the Atlantic back in 1932 with her father, Jamison, and her very young brother, Roger, on the Ile de France (Jamison profited highly from Prohibition by hootch-running on his ships, and now that it was coming to an end, wanted to secure a contract to bring the finest French wine over to America on his ships), so there was another flashback to that time within the flashback. Now, twelve years later, Elizabeth meets him again in NYC - he's a soldier getting ready to be shipped out. They rekindle their teenage romance and, well, you know. He ships out for the Normandie invasion and dies there and Elizabeth is, well, you know. When her parents find out, they pull strings, get her out of the WAC's, hide her away in NYC until the baby is born in February 1945, is spirited away to a foundling home during that winter season with a note saying: Her name is Victoria....
Gerard