Finding Love
When Pocahontas finds an injured John in the forest, he asks her not to tell anyone where he is. But when his injuries grow worse, Pocahontas knows she has an important decision to make- whether or not to tell John's friends where he is.
Chapter One- Back Again?
Pocahontas stood at her favorite cliff looking out over the water. She squinted against the horizon. Was that the ship? Was that it? Was that the ship that would have John on it?
"It is a ship, Meeko!" Pocahontas said, looking down at the little raccoon. A storm was brewing and it was proving to be a bad one. She hoped that the ship would be alright. But more than anything, she hoped John was on that ship. He had been gone for exactly ten months. His letter had said that his wounds had healed a faster than he or anyone else had imagined.
"I hope he's on this one!" Pocahontas whispered, mostly to herself. Meeko looked from her to the horizon, back to her. He shrugged and turned back towards the edge of the woods. Flit buzzed nervously. The wind was picking up and he knew that they would have to get back home soon.
"I know, Flit. We should be getting back." Pocahontas said. She turned around and ran against the wind home.
If that ship does have John on it, I hope he has enough sense not to come to the village in this storm! Pocahontas thought. She ran into her hut and shivered. Thunder crashed outside and Meeko dove under a blanket. Pocahontas chuckled. Percy joined him.
"You two are so funny when it comes to storms!" She said. Her father suddenly entered the hut.
"Wingapo, Father." Pocahontas said.
"Wingapo, Daughter." Powhatan answered.
"What's the matter?" Pocahontas asked.
"This storm is what bothers me at the moment. It looks like it'll be a bad one, daughter. Please be careful." Powhatan said and Pocahontas nodded.
"Don't worry, Father. I'll be careful. But something about the storm bothers me, too. I just came from my cliff. I saw a ship on the horizon and I think John's on it!" She said with a hint of worry in her voice.
"If he is on it, I hope he's safe." Powhatan answered, seeing the alarm on his daughter's face. "And once this storm has passed, I'm sure he'll come and find you."
"I hope so, Father. I've missed him so much! I hope he's on that ship!" Pocahontas said. The thought of being reunited with John made her happy and sad. John had been shot protecting her father and was forced to return to England. He had wanted to stay, but Pocahontas wouldn't hear of it. He would have died if he had stayed. She had prayed for him each day. She had hoped and prayed with all her heart he would come back. And now he was!
"Get some rest, Pocahontas." Powhatan said. Pocahontas nodded. Her father smiled and left. Pocahontas sighed. Lightning flashed and a huge clap of thunder followed. It was going to be a long night.