Revolutionary War, Evolving Emotions
A/N: To reply to one of the scarce reviews that I got has bloodshot eyes and blisters on her feet from running to the computer and checking to see if I got a review every 20 minutes* I am intending on this being pretty long despite my lack of support, I am doing this because I love to write and I want there to be something about James and Sarah's somewhat implied growing relationship, but then again on PBS they will barely show a husband and wife look one another in the eye... Much less show people who are dating or even have crushes on each other do ANYTHING. Anyways
"James, James, wake up..." Henri begged insistently. Slowly James began to open his eyes again, being somewhat disappointed that it wasn't Sarah who had awoken him. 'But why do I care?' he thought. "We went over this when it was still dark out..." his subconscious replied. James groaned outwardly at his inward turmoil. "James, you know you have to get up, we have a surprise for you and Sarah.. please James, get up." Henri pleaded mistaking James' groan for being his displeasure with getting out of bed. James quickly jumped up and got out of bed and put on his shoes, not yet bothering to put on his day clothes, but grabbing them so he could put them on in the barn in a short while. "What is it Henri?" James asked. As Henri lead James into the kitchen where Moses was busy making bread for them he said, "We are going to England.." Henri replied. "What!?" James exclaimed. "Shh... you'll wake up Sarah." James quieted his voice. "But why?" James asked. "Because we have to meet Mr. Franklin there. Not to mention to fact that as reporters we need to cover to voyage of the ship we will be riding. It is quite advanced for our time." (A/N: If I make it too advanced for the 18th century I'm sorry!!!) Moses replied. James nodded, but then looking back towards the door of the room where Sarah was still sleeping he sighed, trying to hide the fact that he cared and asked, "Does that mean we'll be taking Sarah back to her mother?" "I don't know but I doubt it, you see, Mrs. Phillips doesn't even know we are coming, and I don't think Sarah would want to stay gone from here with her father's whereabouts still not being known." Moses replied to James' question. "I thought you wanted to get rid of Sarah, James." Henri remarked. "Not really, I just think she does get in the way sometimes, with her Brit attitude." James replied, trying to remain nonchalant. Henri and Moses looked at James strangely, wondering about his mood swings.
{{Right about here on the show you would have one of those little LNN interruptions, but here we don't have those (Hallelujah Chorus}}
"Well, someone needs to go tell Sarah, and Henri I need you to go check for post." Moses said and then adverted his eyes to James, "Will you James?" "Yes, Moses." James replied. James walked into the room where one of the most awkward moments of his young life had taken place. He decided to try to pretend nothing had happened, after all, he didn't know if she would even admit if anything had. He got a mischievous grin on his face and suddenly leapt across the bed somewhat pouncing on her. "James." she whined, being quickly awoken. "I have a surprise for you little Ms. Red Coat." James said smiling at her. She looked at him smiling a bit, but still too sleepy to be amused. "What is it now James?" she asked. "We're going to England." He replied. "What?!" she asked. "We as in whom?" she asked. "Oh, not just you and me," he said, his cheeks flushing for some reason as he clarified his meaning, "All of us." "Oh..." Sarah replied, "Why, I thought you hated England?" "I don't like it, I think that they were unfair to us, but I am a journalist." James replied trying to look proud and important. "Is this some clever rouse to get rid of me?" Sarah asked, ignoring his performance. He slumped his shoulder, "No, I don't think they want you to leave really, unless you wanna go." He said. "They? You aren't included then?" she asked, for some reason feeling somewhat hurt. "No, I don't want you to go either, after all I wouldn't have any competition then." She smiled. "Good, because really, I don't even know where my mother is..." She said in a slightly more American dialect than anyone had heard her use before, her British accent becoming less defined. "Hey, you are becoming an American." he teased, winking at her. She blushed, "I suppose I'm not a proper citizen of Britain anymore, but I'm still not an American either." She replied looking down at her hands. "But oh how I long to see England again, even if it's for the last time." James looked at her strangely, "What do you mean the last time? You mean you want to stay in America?" he asked. "I don't know, I just don't think if anyone knew who I was that they would accept me there, me being with the Patriot army all this time, and I really don't have anything to go back to and I would lose Henri, Moses, and y---... umm all the other people I have befriended here." James looked down, "You stay if you want... America is the land of the free, here you can be free.." he said sighing. 'Oh, James, but I'm not free, I am bound to you..all of you' she thought as she saw him stand and head for the door. As the door of the room closed she jumped up and quickly put on her day clothes and followed James outside.
Weird chapter, I know I know...
A/N: To reply to one of the scarce reviews that I got has bloodshot eyes and blisters on her feet from running to the computer and checking to see if I got a review every 20 minutes* I am intending on this being pretty long despite my lack of support, I am doing this because I love to write and I want there to be something about James and Sarah's somewhat implied growing relationship, but then again on PBS they will barely show a husband and wife look one another in the eye... Much less show people who are dating or even have crushes on each other do ANYTHING. Anyways
"James, James, wake up..." Henri begged insistently. Slowly James began to open his eyes again, being somewhat disappointed that it wasn't Sarah who had awoken him. 'But why do I care?' he thought. "We went over this when it was still dark out..." his subconscious replied. James groaned outwardly at his inward turmoil. "James, you know you have to get up, we have a surprise for you and Sarah.. please James, get up." Henri pleaded mistaking James' groan for being his displeasure with getting out of bed. James quickly jumped up and got out of bed and put on his shoes, not yet bothering to put on his day clothes, but grabbing them so he could put them on in the barn in a short while. "What is it Henri?" James asked. As Henri lead James into the kitchen where Moses was busy making bread for them he said, "We are going to England.." Henri replied. "What!?" James exclaimed. "Shh... you'll wake up Sarah." James quieted his voice. "But why?" James asked. "Because we have to meet Mr. Franklin there. Not to mention to fact that as reporters we need to cover to voyage of the ship we will be riding. It is quite advanced for our time." (A/N: If I make it too advanced for the 18th century I'm sorry!!!) Moses replied. James nodded, but then looking back towards the door of the room where Sarah was still sleeping he sighed, trying to hide the fact that he cared and asked, "Does that mean we'll be taking Sarah back to her mother?" "I don't know but I doubt it, you see, Mrs. Phillips doesn't even know we are coming, and I don't think Sarah would want to stay gone from here with her father's whereabouts still not being known." Moses replied to James' question. "I thought you wanted to get rid of Sarah, James." Henri remarked. "Not really, I just think she does get in the way sometimes, with her Brit attitude." James replied, trying to remain nonchalant. Henri and Moses looked at James strangely, wondering about his mood swings.
{{Right about here on the show you would have one of those little LNN interruptions, but here we don't have those (Hallelujah Chorus}}
"Well, someone needs to go tell Sarah, and Henri I need you to go check for post." Moses said and then adverted his eyes to James, "Will you James?" "Yes, Moses." James replied. James walked into the room where one of the most awkward moments of his young life had taken place. He decided to try to pretend nothing had happened, after all, he didn't know if she would even admit if anything had. He got a mischievous grin on his face and suddenly leapt across the bed somewhat pouncing on her. "James." she whined, being quickly awoken. "I have a surprise for you little Ms. Red Coat." James said smiling at her. She looked at him smiling a bit, but still too sleepy to be amused. "What is it now James?" she asked. "We're going to England." He replied. "What?!" she asked. "We as in whom?" she asked. "Oh, not just you and me," he said, his cheeks flushing for some reason as he clarified his meaning, "All of us." "Oh..." Sarah replied, "Why, I thought you hated England?" "I don't like it, I think that they were unfair to us, but I am a journalist." James replied trying to look proud and important. "Is this some clever rouse to get rid of me?" Sarah asked, ignoring his performance. He slumped his shoulder, "No, I don't think they want you to leave really, unless you wanna go." He said. "They? You aren't included then?" she asked, for some reason feeling somewhat hurt. "No, I don't want you to go either, after all I wouldn't have any competition then." She smiled. "Good, because really, I don't even know where my mother is..." She said in a slightly more American dialect than anyone had heard her use before, her British accent becoming less defined. "Hey, you are becoming an American." he teased, winking at her. She blushed, "I suppose I'm not a proper citizen of Britain anymore, but I'm still not an American either." She replied looking down at her hands. "But oh how I long to see England again, even if it's for the last time." James looked at her strangely, "What do you mean the last time? You mean you want to stay in America?" he asked. "I don't know, I just don't think if anyone knew who I was that they would accept me there, me being with the Patriot army all this time, and I really don't have anything to go back to and I would lose Henri, Moses, and y---... umm all the other people I have befriended here." James looked down, "You stay if you want... America is the land of the free, here you can be free.." he said sighing. 'Oh, James, but I'm not free, I am bound to you..all of you' she thought as she saw him stand and head for the door. As the door of the room closed she jumped up and quickly put on her day clothes and followed James outside.
Weird chapter, I know I know...