A few months later....

The last of the boxes were loaded onto the wagon belonging to Abigail Adams. James stood by and watched carefully with Sarah by his side. He had been called away to report on a meeting of Congress and Alexander Hamilton had generously offered him the guest room at his home. As much as James was eager to cover this important story for the paper, his first thoughts were of Sarah, who was nine months along and was due to give birth any day now. He was seriously considering not going at all, even if it meant giving up this all too important story for the paper, his wife was FAR too important. Fortunately Mrs. Adams had offered to let Sarah stay with her and her family until he came back.

"Well, I think we're almost done," Mrs. Adams said. "Are you almost ready, Sarah?"

"Yes," she turned to James. "Really, James, you're being quite overprotective!"

"I want to make sure you'll be alright."

"But, James, the doctor says I won't be due for another few weeks, and I CAN take care of myself just fine, thank you."

"I know, Sarah, but I don't know how long I'll be gone, and I just want to make sure you're well looked after."

"James, I am fully capable of watching over myself! By the Lord, I'm not helpless, I have been watching myself and listeing to the doctor and I have been very careful, I'll be perfectly safe! You're foolish to worry."

Mrs. Adams had to laugh at this as she overheared this conversation. She came over to them. "Don't worry, Sarah, John was the exact same way when I was carrying my first one. I think al expectant father's are. He just wants to be sure nothing happens." She turned to James. "James, I promise, I'll never let her out of my sight the entire time she's with me. We'll be very close to our doctor and her parents are not that far away should anything happen.."

"But you'll be back WAY before then!" Sarah assured him.

"I pray God so," James said, embracing her. "Oh, Sarah, I hate to leave you in this condition.."

"But this is important, James, this story could REALLY help sell more issues of the newspapers! You NEED to go here, James."

"I only wish it didn't have to be right NOW. I wish I really could stay here with you.."

"Well you can't James, this paper is important.."

"YOU'RE important, Sarah, you mean so much more to me than any Congress meeting in the entire world!"

Sarah hugged him gentily." It's alright, James, really I'll be fine."

James turned toward the house. "Henri?" He called. "Are you ready?"

Henri trudged out of the house reluctantly. "Yeah, yeah, I'm eady," he sulked. "Don't know why I should urry, I'm not the one going to get the story.."

"Henri, come on, tis is important.."

"James, you're going off to report on this meeting, which is gooing to be ful of excitment and fun...and it's going to be so important.."

"Henri, I'm intrusting you with something important too. You have to watch over Sarah and make sure she's going to be all right. I'm counting on you, Henri. Sarah is the most important person in the entire world to me!! She menas more to me than anyone and anything in this world..."

"Even more than your paper?"

"ESPECIALLY the paper, Henri! What I'm doing is giving you more responsibility than I've ever given you before. I'm depending on you, Henri, I'm entrusting you with the most important job I've ever given you. It's up to you to make sure everything is going allright, can you do it?"

"I can do it, James!" Henri said, perking up. "I will not let you down!"

"Don't worry, James," Abby said. "Henri and I will be looking after Sarah and won't let her out of our sight!"

James looked slightly relieved. "Thank you," he said as he turned to his wife and tenderly hugged her. "Be careful' he whispered.

"I will, Love," she said. "Hurry home, James."

"As soon as I'm able,"he promised.

"Don;t forget to write me."

"Every single day," he said. "You're gonna be all right?" she nodded. "Sure?" she nodded again as he kissed her on her lips. "I love you.,"

"I love you, too," she said as they kissed tenderly again. Mrs. Adams took Sarah's hand as Henri followed behind her. She helped Sarah into the coach as James watched intently.

Sarah and Henri quickly settled down into the Adam's home and soon it became just like old times. The children were so happy to see them again and wasted no time in telling them all they had been doing. Henri would often be seen with the other children outside with their horses or flying kites, while Sarah would talk for hours with Abigail Adams, sharing all kinds of stories about the paper and either drinking tea or helping her sew. Mrs. Adams was happy to quell some of Sarah's fears about becoming a new mother and gave her all sorts of advice.

And every single day James kept his promise to write to her. She would wait eagerly to get them and as soon as she read them she would go up to her room to write him back. Every one of her letters ended the exact same way: 'The baby is getting bigger and bigger, Love. Every time the child kicks or moves I think of you. The Adam's send their love. I pray you are well and can be home soon.'

A few nights later Sarah managed to get herself up out of her bed and made her slow way over to the Adam's bedroom. "Mrs. Adams?" she whispered urgently. "Mrs. Adams!" Pardon me, please, Mrs. Adams?"

Mrs. Adams woke up ansd slowly sat up. "Sarah?" she mubled.

"I'm dreadfully sorry if I've woken you up, Mrs. Adams, I was just wondering.."

"Yes, Sarah?"

"Well...how much DOES it hurt when you realise you're in labor?"

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I've swollowed a few knives and they are rolling around in my stomach!"

Abby lept out of bed. "It's time!"

"Oh, Lord!"

"Now, don't panic, Dear, when did you forst have thos pain?"

"About fifteen minutes ago."

"All right, Dear, lay down here," she helped Sarah into the bed. Sraah grasped her stomach.

"Mrs. Adams...it's happening again! Oh..oh...OH....OWWW!!!"she screamed, holding her belly as Mrs. Adams grabbed her hand. John Adams sat up at these screams.

"Abby, what's going on here?!"

"Sarah just went into labor!"