From the last page of John Smith's journal-

The bright white light was pricking my eyes painfully. My eyes were opened to a bright, unfamiliar, white room. "Am I dead?" I asked myself. My eyes began taking the surroundings. The first thing caught my eyes- a small red velvet box on the table at the foot end. It was the box I carried always with me since I met Pocahontas. Inside it there was… I felt so relieved to see the precious box, safely near me. Just then another thought crossed my mind -how it came here? It was inside my pocket. Then where I was? I gazed at my right side. The wall beside me was covered with vertical blinds, over my head & the glaring light almost blinded me. I was popped up against a hard, uneven bed with rails. The pillow was lumpy. There was an annoying beeping sound somewhere close by. I hoped that I was still alive. Death couldn't be so uncomfortable. My hands were all twisted with clear tubes, with some other kinds of wires all over my body. A weird device was clipped with my left thumb and something was taped across my face, under my nose. I lifted my hand to rip it off.

"No, you don't!"

Someone scooted closer to me & took my hand. The hand was small, incredibly soft. I could feel the warmth filtering through the hand into the every molecules of my body. My eyelids were so heavy that they about to droop again.

'John!" a familiar voice uttered my name. My eyes opened, just barely. A strange cloud was shading my vision. Through all the haziness a dark, beautiful face framed with long hair came into view.

"Pocahontas!" I tried to move my lips.

"John!" her eyes were teary. My body seemed beaten by twenty men but I didn't care when I saw my dream girl before my cloudy eyes. My sight improved a little as I tried focusing. Now I could see her face completely. Her long raven hair seemed uncombed for many days. The dark circles underlined her long eyes. Her high cheekbones seemed unusually prominent. Still her eyes were shining with tears, love & joy. Happiness surged though my beings as I tried to speak & some form of words came out…

"Pocahontas, I'm…."

Pocahontas jumped on the bed, kissed me on my lips. It was playful & light. Her pressure on me hurt, but I was so filled with her warmth, her joy that I reciprocated. She let me go & looked into my eyes & then she let me one more peck of lips, this time more grateful, passionate & deep.

My body was sore in all places. But I didn't care. I buried my face in her hair, severing the fact that she was with me, always. No one would snatch her again from me.

"John" she repeated my name over & over again. She kept stroking my hair absentmindedly. She held my hand, pressing it close to her heart, feeling the touch into her skin. I encircled another arm around her, stroking her back gently. She kissed me again & again. I could feel her joy, her pleasure in every kiss, her hold on me reminded me of the love we shared always.

"I'm so glad that you're ok."

"How bad am I?"

"The bullet scattered inside your body damaging some of your vital organs. You lost a lot of blood. You had two surgeries."

Two surgeries! I was shocked. "Then how long I was out?"

"Pretty long." She smiled "You're in too much pain. So they needed to keep you sedated for a while."

Holding her in my arms I tried to recall that fateful day. A vague memory flashed in my mind… Ratcliffe, a deal… what happened to the deal he offered to Pocahontas? Did he already… my heartbeat accelerated as the thought flashed across my mind.

"Pocahontas..What about Ratcliffe?" There was urgency in my voice. "And your father?"

'Shhh." She shushed me "Father is alright. Ratcliffe is arrested. Everything is alright now."

"But, how?" the confusion crossed my brain "We didn't call the police."

"Thomas came with police." She paused a bit "And Nakoma stabbed Ratcliffe."

"Nakoma! No!" Even though the haze I realized the consequence of her deed. "That poor girl. No she couldn't…" I panicked, trying to sit up, but the spinning of my head accelerated as her hands pushed me back gently to the pillows.

"She was proved innocent in the court. Thomas took her in his apartment. She is improving." She whispered kissing my cheeks "She still thinks him as Kocum but Thomas was happy to be Kocum for her. They visited you yesterday. They were so adorable."

"So at last." A faint smile crossed my lips "Nakoma found her true partner."

"I guess so."

I knew they would make a perfect couple, really perfect. Realizing the fact both of us smiled a little. "I'm sorry about the whole Rolfe thing." She whispered at last "I was so tensed, that I was ready to do anything to save my family & my father. He had a heart attack. I was distressed. Rolfe took that chance."

I touched her hand gently & patted "You don't need to apologize." She raised her eyes to look at me. A drop of stray tear was shining at the corner of her chocolate eyes. Both of us fell silent again.

"You saved us John." She broke the silence at last.

"How?"

She smiled & showed me a piece of paper where I found that Virginia Company declared a new project in association with Chicohominy Company in the promotion of aboriginal handicraft. "Now we can share our culture with the world." She smiled "Many international organizations are showing interest to join us."

"But.." I tried to deny the praise she was bestowing upon me "I didn't…" she hushed me gently placing her one index finger upon my lips "You did."

"If you are happy to believe that, then I'm taking all the credit." Then we both fell silent gazing admiringly into each other's eyes.

"It seems you are well, Mr. Smith?" a familiar voice interrupted the exchange of our feelings.

'Barely, Chief Powatan.' I breathed again; my head was feeling very light. There was another woman with silver hair & wrinkled skin. Who was she?

"You're a brave kid." The old woman smiled.
"Grandma Wilhelmina." Pocahontas alighted from the bed, holding my hand into hers. The old woman walked closer to her & cupped her cheeks gently 'See, when you listen to your heart, you can find your destiny.' Pocahontas blushed. Grandma Wilhelmina turned her eyes to me. She walked closer & kissed the top of my head. She smelt like the best sweets in the chocolate shop. "Nice to meet you, John Smith." Her eyes wrinkled with her smile "You've a good soul."

"But I…" I tried to protest all the praises she was giving me 'Actually.." And she chuckled again turning to Pocahontas "And he is handsome too." Her words made me blush. So she was Pocahontas's grandma, the old wise soul. I really began liking her. I really began liking coming back to life once again.

"We held a secret vote among our workers." Chief Powatan broke the silence.

'What?" Both I & Pocahontas exchanged a confused looks. Why?

"Because all of the workers voted Pocahontas as the next president of Chicohominy Company."

"Me…?" Pocahontas was almost chocked 'But I'm…" "You'll be the most competent bearer of the legacy." Grandma Wilhelmina patted her shoulder. Pocahontas's face was shining with the pride & pleasure. She was going to be the first female president of the company. "I know you can." Chief Powatan kissed her forehead. The three people made the happiest circle on the earth. I couldn't but feel the radiating happiness from them.

And Chief Powatan turned to me "We owe you our lives. You're always welcome in our family, son." He shook my gazed hand, carefully not hurting. My heart almost stopped at his fatherly words. So he really wanted me to be the part of his family! That meant…

'I'm grateful." I murmured. His wise eyes lit up as he walked closer to me & handed me a brown envelope "And here's something for you." I gave him a puzzled look as he nodded at Pocahontas "I think both of you need a few time alone."

"Take your decisions wisely." Grandma Wilhelmina smiled too.

We watched the both of them leaving. I opened the envelope as Pocahontas sat by me. I unfolded the paper inside. It was an appointment letter from International Society of Architect. I couldn't believe my eyes as I read the neatly printed sentences below. They just wanted me to design the big "Sandy Tower" in Australia which would be one of the manmade wonder of the twenty first century.

"It's wonderful!" Pocahontas whispered.

But I wasn't so happy. I needed to stay in Australia for two years for this project. I really didn't like the idea of leaving her again. "No, it's not!" I shook my head impatiently even though my side hurt. I tried to breathe evenly "I'm not joining."

"But it was your dream. You can't throw away your carrier in this way." she cut me off "This is the chance of lifetime."

"But I can't leave you." I almost screamed, trying to sit up from the bed, ignoring the one of the IV pulling slipping off, letting the blood flow free from my hand. My side hurt like hell. For a moment the world around me became dark. I gritted my teeth to ease the pain.

Pocahontas was almost panicked with the lines of pains appearing in my face. She threw a busy look at the monitor which began beeping like insane. "John," she hushed me gently "Don't become so excited. It's not good."

"But I…" I struggled against her as she tried to calm me down, pushing me against the pillow. "I can't leave you." I tried to breathe evenly through the shooting pain in my brain.

A drop of tear was threatened to fall from her eyes. She bent a little to kiss me. The monitor began beeping erratically. As her lips touched mine, the beeping stopped for a while.

'You need to rest." She checked the monitor "I should be more careful with you."

I sighed as she pressed the switch to call the nurse. Now it was not only me who knew that my heart behaving crazy.

A nurse busted through the door. 'What's the matter, honey?" she began checking my wires, monitors & tubes, adjusting the slipped needle again. "He became a bit excited." Pocahontas complained.

"Oh!" the nurse smiled at me as if she was treating a four years old "It's too bad, honey. You need some rest.' She checked the files & adjusted the syringe "Let me help you to sleep."

"I don't need anything." I tried to deny but Pocahontas's gentle pressure on my hand stopped me "You're in pain, John. You need to sleep."
"What pain? I had worst pain than this…" Before I could say the nurse injected the medicine in the tubes. When she was gone, Pocahontas looked into my eyes "You've to join them."

"Come with me?" I clang to her arms like a baby.

She let a sigh to escape "I can't. I'm needed here."

"Then I'll not join."

"No," she covered my mouth with her hand, pleading "You must."

"But…" I paused. A small smile laced her lips "Are you afraid that another Rolfe will snatch me again?"

"I really don't mean…" but she didn't let my sentence to be finished. She moved closer to me & touched my forehead with her soft lips. The dark cloud shadowed her eyes. She was hurt. I really hated to hurt her in this way. "So you don't trust me anymore?"

I ignored her question.

"Open the box.' I gazed at the small velvet box on my bedside table. She threw me a puzzled look but took the box & silently pushed back the cover. A small diamond ring rimmed with gold, glittered in the white light.

"My mother's wedding ring." I whispered "I had it in my pocket since I met you. I don't have any more proof to make you believe that I trust you."

"Don't say like that." Tears welled up from her eyes as she looked at me. She slid the ring in her left ring finger. It was a perfect fit.

She moved closer, her fragrance was maddening. Her touch was so soothing. I knew she loved me always. I knew her promises were true. She was always worried about me, concerned about my every welfare. The medicines which trickled down inside my body had begun their effects already. Drowsiness almost consumed me. My eyelids were dropping. The pain became dull.

"But I don't want to leave you." I shook my head but it was too heavy "I-it's too long time." I mumbled "I can't let you suffer that long."

She laughed. "Don't worry about that now. You've plenty of time to argue with me when you're awake."

"Okay." I smiled. I could feel her lips touching mine. "I love you." She murmured. She was about to rise from the bed but my fingers around her wrist stopped her.

'S- stay.' My words slurred. She returned to her place beside me, smiling. I could see her eyes mimicked the darkness of the night.

I turned my head … searching. She knew what I was looking for. Her lips kissed mine. "Now sleep." I wasn't really in the world anymore. Still I tried to fight the drowsiness coming over me. There was one thing I needed to tell her before I sleep.

"Pocah..ontas?" I struggled to pronounce her name.

"Yes?"

"Whatever happens to me, I'll always be with you, forever."

And then the darkness of the night closed over me.

From Pocahontas's new journal-

Month 1-

I thought I'd never write another journal again. But when the plane took off with John across the sea, I decided to tell my feelings to you. I knew he wasn't at all willing to leave me alone, but I had to let him go. I couldn't let his carrier to be destroyed for me. It wasn't an emotional farewell. I wasn't good with farewells. Then why I was crying? Why my fingers tremble with the thought of his departure? Why my eyes were blurred?

Month 6-

I knew it was complicated, living here alone, waiting. I talked with John every night on Face book. But digital meetings were nothing like the personal presence. I missed his beautiful voice, his wonderful blue eyes, and his touch on my body, his kiss on my lips.

Ratcliffe was sentenced to prison for life as well as his assistant Wiggins. Both of them joined Virginia Company highly recommend. But…

It was a complete justice, I thought. He needed to suffer for his deeds.

Nakoma was improving much. She began realizing the truth of Kocum's death.

Month 10-

Nakoma was recovering. Thomas took us to visit Kocum's tomb. We stood by the lonely tomb under the weeping willow. He was never that bad I thought. May be for some time I loved him too. May be…

I talked about my feelings with John. "Kocum was a good man." He wrote "May be none of us recognized his true self."

I agreed.

Month 15-

John was really doing well in his job. When I saw his pictures on the television or newspapers as the famous architect building the beauty of twenty first century, my heart soared higher. I was so proud of him.

Yesterday President Kingsley came to visit us about a project. Not to mention our company was flourishing, same about Virginia Company. After everything Mr. Kingsley begged our pardon for his nephew John Rolfe. "I know he was greedy." He took a deep breath "But he was the last of my bloodline, my sister's only son. May be we can forgive him now."

It was really complicated. I felt a pang of guilt inside my heart. Forgiveness was great but somehow I couldn't keep the aged man's request.

The memories of hurting my John for Rolfe were still hunting me. I was suffering. I met Grandmother Wilhelmina. She gave me a weird suggestion. I liked the idea.

Looking into my past I decided to list of statements that would help me find peace:

Mine: I never wanted to hurt Kocum. I never wanted him to die.

John: Kocum will forgive you from heaven. He knows your heart.

Mine: I had no control over what had happened to me about Rolfe. I was confused. I never wanted to hurt you too.

John: I know.

Mine: I didn't want you to suffer this separation by sending you away. I never wanted your talent to be stuck in one place for me.

John: I can see your heart.

Mine: Can you forgive me, John?

John: I forgive you, Pocahontas.

Month 18-

Thomas & Nakoma got engaged. Father gave a party in celebration. Everyone from Chicohominy & Virginia Company was invited.

Nakoma hugged me after the engagement. Her eyes were shining with tears. "I'm sorry about setting Kocum after you. I never realized..

"Everyone makes error." I hushed her gently "I made too."

She seemed convinced. I hugged my old friend. Both of us suffered punishment for the pain we gave to our beloved ones. Both of us suffered a lot.

After a long pause, I looked into her eyes "Are you happy with Thomas, Nakoma?"

'Never been so happy before." She smiled.

All of us celebrated the engagement. We had a big party. We danced, blessed the happy couple. But among all this happiness I was feeling so empty. I looked at the ring in my finger. A sudden emptiness engulfed me. I began feeling lonely even among the house full of friends & guests.

Just then my phone rang, John was calling from Australia. "It's Nakoma & Thomas's engagement." I said.

"I've already congratulated them." He answered lightly."They're the best couple I've ever seen." he chuckled from the other side.

"Hmm.."

Then both us fell silent. After a long pause I broke the silence "How about your job there?"

"Great. Everyone likes my work."

"Then you must be proud." I smiled.

"No!" He insisted "You must be proud. If you didn't push me to join…"

'Then you must confess that I made a wise decision." I laughed.

But he wasn't laughing. After a long pause, he spoke "I miss you, Pocahontas."

"I miss you too." I sighed "But I chose it for myself.'

"Why you're putting yourself into this test?"

"Because I love you."

Both of us sighed. We knew the truth.

Watching the happy couple dancing at a distance, the growing urge inside me, made me to miss him more than ever, in a different way.

John, I'd miss you in my lonely bed in this lonely night.

Month 24-

I saw his face behind the glass door. The overcoat was draped over his one arm & with another he was pushing his trolley bag. His beautiful blue eyes were searching for someone in the sea of people in the airport. I knew what he was searching for.

"John!" I waved at him from the gate. The morning sun glittered in his eyes as our eyes met. 'Pocahontas!" he screamed dropping his luggage on the ground.

"John!" my feet carried me near him. His arms were open wide for me, just me. At last I was in his arms. His arms encircled me as he buried his face into the mess of my raven hair.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too." He cupped my chin. The morning sun danced in his blue eyes. I forgot all the hesitations. Our lips met in a warm, passionate kiss.

"Have I passed the test?" I giggled, breaking the kiss.

"With full marks." He kissed me again.

"Daughter!" the exchange of feelings was interrupted with my father's voice from behind. We broke the kiss to find him waving at us from a distance. He was waiting for us with the car.

'Let's go home." I whispered.

John set his beautiful eyes upon me which almost made me tremble. "Can I hold your hand?" he whispered.

'Yes." I spoke, almost dreamy.

He held out his hand & I wrapped my fingers around him. Together we walked though the airport door. The wind swirled around us carrying the blessing of the spirits of the wind.

'It's time for us to live." He whispered, kissing my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. My engagement ring glittered in the morning sun.

"Our story starts from here." I kissed him back.

Sorry for a mushy ending. But I can't but see this lovely couple together. I think that's how the movie should end. And to clear all the confusion Grandmother Wilhelmina is actually Grandmother Willow, President James Kingsley is King James from the movie. I love Nakoma & Thomas as couple.

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