Author's Notes: This is going to be a four part series, taking place in different time periods throughout history. The idea for this story came to me when I was listening to the song, "It's all been done", by The Barenaked Ladies. I will say that this is a Babe story, although there will be death. Cupcakes, be forewarned this story is not Cupcake friendly. Also note that some things may not be historically accurate, so any history buffs out there don't jump my case. And, with out any further ado I present to you the second part of my Soul Mate Series…. 16th Century England. Please Enjoy, comments are always welcome. (Slight LMT spoiler, I couldn't help myself.)

Soulmate emotional theory

The consequence of this notion is the unfortunate reality that soulmates often possess the ability to inflict serious emotional injury unto their twin flame, greater than any other being could. This often results in the separation of idealized love, due to the severe emotional impact. Many soulmates are destined for an eternal search, not for lack of meeting, but rather lack of acceptance. The encounter is often analogous to the collision of matter and antimatter, a violent explosive reaction will occur, but if held through to completion only pure energy, and thus harmony, will result. This can cause a lifetime of profound sadness and depression as there is no possibility of resolution.

(I hope that wasn't too confusing for some of you. Information courtesy of Wikipedia)

16th Century England

The fair maiden Stephanie was 18 years old and un-married, which was unheard of at the time. Her parents had brought many suitors to her and we frustrated that she had yet to choose a husband. They were not the wealthiest of families, but they had hoped to find a rich husband for her. Every eligible man in the land had come to her parents bidding to marry her. She had refused everyone.

One day a man came calling to ask for Stephanie's hand in marriage. He was handsome and was quite wealthy; he worked for the Queen of England as an advisor. Having been tired of her mother's pleading, she agreed to marry this man, Lord Joseph. The were married within a week of meeting and she moved into his manor, which sat on a bluff over looking the ocean.

Since Lord Joseph worked for the Queen, he would be away for weeks at a time tending to the requests of the Queen. Stephanie became lonely. She would follow a trail down the bluff to the pebbled beach below. She watched the birds and wished she could fly. She watched the dolphins and whales surface and wished she could just swim away. She loved the sound of ocean.

Joseph had just left after being home for two weeks. She had learned to love him. He was kind and gentle with her, treated her like fine china. They had been trying to have a child, but had yet to succeed. Other than the fact he stayed away for so long, she was happy when he was home.

She had walked down to the beach soon after he left. She sat down on the quilt she had brought with her and watched as a dolphin jumped out of the water she was fascinated. Off in the distance she saw a ship. She had pulled out the looking glass Joseph had brought her home from his last trip. She noticed there were no flags on this ship, and it was coming toward the shore where she sat. She had heard of rogues sailing the seas, and she wanted to hurry back to the manor in fear but something made her stay and watch as the ship came closer.

After several minutes the ship was close enough she didn't need to use the looking glass to see it. Soon, it stopped and dropped anchor off shore. A smaller boat was lowered with 2 men. She looked through the looking glass and gasped at what she saw. Rogues, she thought. One man was the color of tea with out the cream, wearing a white shirt and black pants, he was a very large man, but not fat, strong. He had large arms and no hair on his shiny head. The other man was the golden brown color of bread crust. He had a black shirt that was open in the front and black pants with a red sash around his waist.

She watched as the smaller boat came onto shore. The larger man stepped out first, then the other man. The started walking towards her and she stood up. There was something about the second man that she found very familiar, yet she couldn't quite place it.

"¿Puedes decirnos donde estamos?" He said to her.

She just stared at him. She noticed the bigger man whisper in his ear. He nodded and turned back to her.

"Can you tell us where we are?" he asked in a heavily accented voice.

She nodded, "England", she replied. "Where are you from?"

"We come from far away. We have traveled many months without knowing our destination, until now. I am Captain Carlos Manoso and this is my navigator, Pierre."

"I am Lady Stephanie; it is a pleasure to meet you." She held out her hand to Captain Carlos. He gladly took it and placed a kiss atop her hand.

"The pleasure is mine Lady Stephanie."

The moment his lips touched her skin she felt an indescribable feeling race through her body. She suddenly remembered dreams she'd had when she was younger: A dark handsome stranger and her sharing brief moments together in darkness. This was the dark handsome stranger; she remembered his eyes.

She said something she had never said to anyone, but remembered the words from her dream, "I trust you."

Captain Carlos reached for her and she accepted his embrace, he said one word, "Babe".

Stephanie wordlessly climbed into the boat with the men and they went back to the ship. She wasn't sure why she was doing this, these men were strangers to her; rogues, but she had a strong feeling inside that made her trust Captain Carlos.

The boarded the ship, the name on the side of the ship read "La venganza" (The Revenge) and Stephanie was introduced to two more men, Robert and Lester. Stephanie laughed when Captain Carlos referred to them as "the idiots"

Captain Carlos was happy to see where his journey had led him. The countless dreams he'd had since he was a young boy in Cuba were reality. There she stood in front of him, the vision of beauty from his slumber.

"It must be amazing to sail the world on this ship, it's amazing" She said looking around.

"If you like living on beer and bread." Lester said laughing. Pierre slapped him on his head. Stephanie giggled.

"We have been many places and have seen many things." Captain Carlos said moving toward her, "but I have never seen any place or anything as beautiful as you."

Stephanie blushed and turned her face away from him and his men.

She couldn't help but think of being held by Captain Carlos. Her heart was speaking to her, 'He is the one you are destined to be with'. Her head was telling her, 'You love Joseph, you are a married woman'.

Captain Carlos moved toward her, "Stephanie, I followed my heart here, would you follow yours?" as if he was reading her every thought. He turned her to face him and kissed her. There was a chorus of "Yeah, Carlos!" and "WooHoo".

Stephanie quickly broke the kiss, her thoughts clouded by the feelings running through her body; Joseph never made her feel this way when he kissed her. The conflict in her head was mind shattering. What was she going to do?

She spent every day with Carlos on his ship, he taught her some Spanish which she was very excited about. She learned about all the places he had been and the amazing things he had seen. The riches he had acquired along the way. She would cook meals for Carlos and men. They were very thankful for the warm food. She told Carlos how she spends her days looking out at the ocean, watching the birds, dolphins and whales, wishing she could be as care free as they were. Carlos knew he could make her ever wish come true and he hoped she would let him.

After the 6th day, Stephanie told him she wouldn't be able see him again, that her husband would be returning from his trip.

"Come with me, Babe. See the world with me; it will be your every wish come true." He said holding her tight to him.

"Carlos, as much as my heart is telling me to go away with you, I can't. My heart is also telling me that it isn't the right time for us. I have a feeling we will meet again." She hugged him tightly.

Carlos stepped back when she loosened her embrace, and reached into his pocket. "Have this, keep it to remember me. I will always remember you." He handed her a gold coin.

She looked to him, "What is it?"

"It is Spanish gold. This was the first piece I ever got. I want you to have it."

Stephanie felt a tear slip from her eye, Carlos quickly kissed it away, "Thank you, Carlos. I shall treasure it, always."

They held each other, until the sun began to set, on the beach. Carlos climbed back in the smaller boat and started heading toward his ship.

Stephanie called out to him, "I'll come for you when the time is right!"

She saw Carlos smile and nod in the dimmed light after the sunset. She turned and hurried up the path to the top of the bluff and watched as Carlos boarded his ship. The anchor was pulled up and the ship began to move. She watched as it sailed into the sunset. She kissed the gold coin and her heart spoke to her once more, 'You will meet him again, another time another place. You will be together when the time is right'.

TBC … In the Wild West.

I know that was a little shorter than the first one. I am sorry. I hope you enjoyed it, I cried while I was writing it. Please Review!!

Special Thanks go out to Crystal for the pirate idea and to Will once again for making me name the ship 'The Revenge' (Princess Bride reference).

Thanks also go out to everyone who reviewed the first part. I really wasn't sure how well this was going to go over. I appreciated the positive reviews... And Kate, be happy, Ranger didn't die this time. Love Ya Babe!