Liberty's Kids Fanfiction:

I Miss You

By: Mizu99

Summary: It's been quite some time, James… Yes, it seems so, Sarah…

Ratings: PG-13-T

Warnings: Language, historical fiction, violence, lots of angst

Disclaimer: I do not own Liberty's Kids, which was an awesome cartoon!

Chapter 1:

"Sarah…? Are you ready to set sail to America?" Her mother called out from down below sowing some clothes together sitting on her rocking chair.

The room was well lit from the sunshine of the morning. She basked within the light as everything was dusted off and the maids were taking care of the food along with the carriage. She sets in her other sets of clothes before closing the bag looking around her room. She sighed to herself and remembered how long she was gone from such a wonderful country full of hope. She closed her windows and grabbed her journal before she heard her mother not a moment too soon ago.

"Oh yes mother! I am coming down at this moment." She said before walking out of her room with her bag leaving.

Her hair was a bit longer than the last time. Her face still held the maturity and sincerity along with the gentle, young look she earned from her mother. Her passionate blue eyes showed being ready for yet another adventure. She could no longer wait till she had finally reached Pennsylvania meeting her old friends at the print shop after so many years. Her hands were itching with anticipation of writing another story.

"Come quickly, your ship is ready to depart at any moment." Her mother calls out while she quickly followed her to the docks.

"Goodbye Mother and I hope to see you in America." Sarah kissed her mother farewell before she walked to the plank to enter the ship.

As she aboard the ship she walked to the end stretching her arms out to wave bye to her mother. Along with her are other passengers ready to make their new life in America as well. Once the ship was away from the dock she walked her way to take up her own space to rest along with the other passengers. Her eyes closed as she waited for the captain to call out that they were in America. A smile soon graced her face in thought.

"James!" Moses called out from within the print shop working on the machine with his hands.

"I am coming." James walked down the stairs moving his way towards the printer.

"Can you get some paper from the shop just down the street? Here are some coins to buy some." He handed James some coins to buy some of the paper before he settled his hands on the machine once again using his strength to pull down the lever.

"Alright, I will be back." He said and exited the shop walking down the street.

At the same moment there little friend Henri entered the shop tired from his schooling.

"How was school, Henri?" Moses asks before patting down the ink on the letters.

Mr. Benjamin Franklin had finally sent Henri to a fine school just north of the small town to make him learn more of writing and reading in English. Henri was able to fully understand more English as well as writing, however, his spirit of speaking French was still amidst in his tone.

"Je suis fatigue de l'ecole! Pourquoi dois-je le prendre? (1)" Henri shouted in French feeling frustrated.

"English would you please?" Moses told his little friend before he pulled out the paper setting it on the stack.

"I hate school! Why do I have to take it?" Henri shouted before he takes a seat on the floor.

"For one so that you can understand and write down what you hear in English. Plus it might help out with the newspaper business." Moses said to Henri.

"Blech! Work!" Henri made a disgusted face before he stood walking up the steps to change his clothes.

"Hahaha children these days." Moses said laughing to himself before he placed his hand on the cover to pull out yet another sheet.

The bell of the Print Shop dinged loudly from the opening of the door as Moses saw James carrying a large stack of papers from the wagon. Moses would walk out to assist James on unloading the carriage.

"Put it towards the back." James did as he was told before setting it down with a sigh.

"No interesting stories now these days." James said tired.

"Well maybe there will be if you are patient enough to wait." Moses uses some of the paper to print.

James gave a nod before he takes a step outside to see the calm nice weather above. He was a bit taller than he appeared to be the last time and his face had shown much maturity never once jumping into unnecessary trouble. His clothes suited his body more still wearing the white collar shirt with a dark green vest placed on top. The rest of his clothes still were the same as long ago. However, his voice and character had somehow changed drastically over the years. Moses watched James stare out towards the sky no longer looking like a mischievous young boy but now a mature young man.

"Mail!" A man shouted out from outside a few moments later after James had entered back into the store.

James moved his body back to the door opening it for the postal man closing it behind him.

"Here is your mail, sir. I must take my leave." The man tipped his hat leaving soon after.

James handed the mail to Moses instead of reading it right away.

"It seems to be from Dr. Franklin it seems." Moses said opening the small letter.

"Really! Dr. Franklin sent us some mail!" Henri said his voice thickened with a French accent.

"What does it say?" James asks curious.

"Hmmm! What great news! Sarah is coming back!" Moses told hearing a boost of cheer from Henri.

"Oh seems like the Princess is coming back." James said hiding his surprise trying to cover it up with annoyance.

"Yes, she will dock here in Pennsylvania and live with us once again." Moses said reading the rest of the contents of the letter.

"That sounds magnifique! (2)" Henri exclaimed in joy.

"I can tell you are excited from such news." Moses said patting Henri's head.

"When will she be arriving?" Henri asks.

"Based on this letter probably by tomorrow or later this afternoon, I believe." Moses said hearing another shout of cheer from the young lad.

"Hooray!" Henri shouts jumping in joy.

"I can't wait to see her or taste her wonderful cooking!" Henri said as James crossed his arms over his chest shaking his head.

"All you ever think about is food." He told him.

"She cooks way better than you're cooking!" Henri shouts before James sighed.

"You are way to hyper." James said slightly annoyed.

"I do not!" Henri sticks out his tongue at James.

"I shall set up her room!" Henri shouts out running his way up the stairs to start his task.

"James, try to go down to the docks and see if she has arrived." Moses told the young man who nodded.

"Sure." He told sarcastically walking to the door before being stopped by Moses.

"Grab a coat and your hat! It's getting really chilly out there." James sighed and grabbed his coat with his hat before walking outside.

He walked his way down the cobble stone roads giving a few waves to many of the townsfolk. He walked around the small children who were out there playing tag with one another.

"Be careful." He told catching one of the children who almost tripped before being chased by the other children.

Going down the roads and other alley ways he finally reaches his way to the docks seeing many people exiting off the ship. Taking off his hat to show respect he saw among the other ships, another large ship were other people were leaving. He walked along the docks breathing the fresh ocean air. Standing next to the entrance of the ship he scanned the crowd around him. He turned his eyes to finally see someone he hadn't seen for quite some time. His eyes widen before his lips mutter their name.

"Sarah Phillips…."

Sarah looked down to see James facing her before she runs towards the blonde male.

"James!"

~End of Chapter 1~

"Je suis fatigue de l'ecole! Pourquoi dois-je le prendre?"

I took French in my school and I know a little bit of French from teaching myself how. It means, "I hate school! Why do I have to take it?"

"Magnifique!"

It means magnificent or wonderful. Another French word that I know.

A/N: Hello everyone and this is another story I do on my free time. Hope you enjoy!

R&R