Sarah and James were standing in the Print shop, finishing up and article for the next day's paper, when they heard the door open. James turned and looked to see two British Soldiers walk in.

"Can we help you?" he asked

"Yes, young man. We're looking for a Miss Sarah Phillips."

"I'm Sarah Phillips." Sarah said walking to stand beside James.

"Ah, Miss Phillips, my name is Thomas Kelington. I am here with word on your mother."

"What about her?" Sarah said stepping forward.

"Well, Miss she is not well. I have here a passage to England for you. You are to leave for home tomorrow. And you sir, are you James Hiller?"

"I am." James answers, steadying Sarah as she appeared to have lost her balance."

"You are to assist Miss Phillips to London, by Mrs. Phillips request."

"Err."

"Yes, we will both be at the docks tomorrow. May we have our passages?"

"Ah, most certainly." Thomas said handing the passages to James. "Good day"

"Yes you too sir." Sarah said. The two officers left and Sarah buried herself in James' arms, crying.

"Shhhh. I'm sure your mother is okay Sarah." James said, rubbing her back soothingly. Shocked he had to go to England, and even more so Sarah's mother had requested it.

"Then why would they have sent soldiers, with my passage, and why would mother have asked you come along, unless she thought I would need a friend?" Sarah asked quietly, her tears slowing. James pulled away gently to look her in the eyes.

"Listen to me Sarah, your mother is fine, trust me."

"Oh James, how I hope your right." Sarah said, crying again. James led her to a chair. He looked at the passages and saw their ship would sail at noontime the next day.

"Our ship sail at noon, I think we both should go pack." James then started laughing.

"How can you laugh at a time like this?"

"I'm just thinking of what Moses will say when he finds I'm going to England." James said emphasizing I'm. Sarah laughed then too.

"It is kind of funny" Sarah said laughing harder. "But how I wish it were not because my mother is sick."

"Me too Sarah, me too."

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That night at dinner, Sarah and James sat waiting for Moses' and Henri's reaction to their news.

"Well, I wish you a safe trip and quick return. Maybe Sarah, your mother will return with you."

"Oh I hope so. It would be wonderful."

"Why do you two get to have all the fun?" Henri asked his French accent thickening.

"Henri, its not going to be fun, Sarah's mother is sick." Moses said in a reprimanding tone.

"Yeah Henri, it's not about fun." James muttered. Moses laughed.

"I think you'll survive the British James, and think about Sarah, and her mother. Not yourself and your temporary discomfort."

"I know. I'm sorry Sarah." James apologized.

"I think it's rather funny actually, you in England." Sarah giggled. James sighed and the four ate finished eating, discussing Sarah and James trip.

"Make sure you report on anything important happening in England James. It would be a good addition to the paper."

"I will report too." Sarah said indignantly.

"Of course you will. I'll need you to introduce me to all your Tory friends, to interview."
"As long as you promise not to call them Tories, I think I can do that."

"Deal."

A/N: Hey everyone! What did you think? My first LK fic, so don't be too harsh. Review review review!