This chapter's set sometime before Sarah tells her mom everything and
leaves, so it's prolly around The Great Galvez. *winks*
Remember Major James Raleigh? Well, HEE'S BA-ACK! 'Member, I DID say that this fic was gonna be S/J...Anyways, when she says James in this chapter, she means James Raleigh. Mostly.
I don't own it.
I am to see Major Raleigh today, which excites me a great deal. It is nice to be back with mother. The doorbell is ringing. That must be him. I run to answer it and see that my guess was correct. I smile at him and greet him with a hug.
"Sarah, it is so good to see you again," Major Raleigh says happily.
I look down, feeling guilty about the last thing I said to him.
"Yes, it is. I am sorry for what I said to you, I regret it now," I apologized.
He smiled and waved it off.
"It's fine, Sarah. You did what you thought was right," James amends.
I smile and he leans down on one knee, pulling a wooden box out of his pocket. Is he proposing?
"Which is why, Sarah Anne Phillips, I would like to have you as my wife. Sarah, will you marry me?" James implored.
He was asking me to marry him. I wanted to say yes, I really did. Something about me was unsure. I ignored the nagging voice. I loved James Raleigh. I had been waiting for this question since I had met the man.
"Yes, I will marry you, James," I exclaimed, impulsively hugging him.
He opens the box, extracting a diamond ring from it. He gently places it on my finger.
"It was my mother's," He whispers quietly, looking sad.
Weird. This is the second time a man has given me his mother's ring. I suppose I spoke my thought out loud, because James looks at me oddly.
"You've been engaged before?" My fiancé asks, alarmed.
I blush. Oops. Now how to explain this?
"No, a friend of mine, James, you remember him, right? This locket is made of his mother's ring," I reply quickly.
An irritated look crosses my fiancé's face. He frowns.
"Yeah, I remember him. Nice thing for him to do," He grunted, annoyed.
I really need to change the subject. I smile at him.
"It is beautiful. I love you," I say quickly, kissing him passionately.
He smiles and seems to cheer up after the kiss. He laces my fingers with his and then kisses them. All of this makes me want to giggle for fortnights.
"I love you too, Sarah," James says happily.
I am engaged! James leaves, kissing me once, and I run upstairs to tell mother of my good fortune. Ladies do not run, but right now, I could care less.
"Mother, Mother! I am to be married!" I shriek cheerfully.
My mother gasps and hugs me tightly.
"To whom?" She asks quietly.
I fight the urge to roll my eyes. That would be disrespectful. She made me sound like some sort of trollop, off gallivanting with a new man every day. There was some truth to that statement, however.
"James, Mother. Major James Raleigh," I reply calmly.
Mother looks ecstatic. She hugs me tighter.
"That's wonderful, Darling!" Mother exclaims.
She breaks the hug and runs off. She begins furiously writing letters. I give her a sideways look.
"Oh, Sarah, dear, this is for your engagement party!" Mother says, after noticing my stare.
I smile at her and go upstairs. I sink into my bed, gaze at my beautiful ring, and sigh. How I despise parties.
- Loren ;*
Review, por favor?
Remember Major James Raleigh? Well, HEE'S BA-ACK! 'Member, I DID say that this fic was gonna be S/J...Anyways, when she says James in this chapter, she means James Raleigh. Mostly.
I don't own it.
I am to see Major Raleigh today, which excites me a great deal. It is nice to be back with mother. The doorbell is ringing. That must be him. I run to answer it and see that my guess was correct. I smile at him and greet him with a hug.
"Sarah, it is so good to see you again," Major Raleigh says happily.
I look down, feeling guilty about the last thing I said to him.
"Yes, it is. I am sorry for what I said to you, I regret it now," I apologized.
He smiled and waved it off.
"It's fine, Sarah. You did what you thought was right," James amends.
I smile and he leans down on one knee, pulling a wooden box out of his pocket. Is he proposing?
"Which is why, Sarah Anne Phillips, I would like to have you as my wife. Sarah, will you marry me?" James implored.
He was asking me to marry him. I wanted to say yes, I really did. Something about me was unsure. I ignored the nagging voice. I loved James Raleigh. I had been waiting for this question since I had met the man.
"Yes, I will marry you, James," I exclaimed, impulsively hugging him.
He opens the box, extracting a diamond ring from it. He gently places it on my finger.
"It was my mother's," He whispers quietly, looking sad.
Weird. This is the second time a man has given me his mother's ring. I suppose I spoke my thought out loud, because James looks at me oddly.
"You've been engaged before?" My fiancé asks, alarmed.
I blush. Oops. Now how to explain this?
"No, a friend of mine, James, you remember him, right? This locket is made of his mother's ring," I reply quickly.
An irritated look crosses my fiancé's face. He frowns.
"Yeah, I remember him. Nice thing for him to do," He grunted, annoyed.
I really need to change the subject. I smile at him.
"It is beautiful. I love you," I say quickly, kissing him passionately.
He smiles and seems to cheer up after the kiss. He laces my fingers with his and then kisses them. All of this makes me want to giggle for fortnights.
"I love you too, Sarah," James says happily.
I am engaged! James leaves, kissing me once, and I run upstairs to tell mother of my good fortune. Ladies do not run, but right now, I could care less.
"Mother, Mother! I am to be married!" I shriek cheerfully.
My mother gasps and hugs me tightly.
"To whom?" She asks quietly.
I fight the urge to roll my eyes. That would be disrespectful. She made me sound like some sort of trollop, off gallivanting with a new man every day. There was some truth to that statement, however.
"James, Mother. Major James Raleigh," I reply calmly.
Mother looks ecstatic. She hugs me tighter.
"That's wonderful, Darling!" Mother exclaims.
She breaks the hug and runs off. She begins furiously writing letters. I give her a sideways look.
"Oh, Sarah, dear, this is for your engagement party!" Mother says, after noticing my stare.
I smile at her and go upstairs. I sink into my bed, gaze at my beautiful ring, and sigh. How I despise parties.
- Loren ;*
Review, por favor?
