A/N: This chapter takes place 2 years after the girls run away.

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The unknown discovery.

It was about lunch time and I was in a room washing tables (They didn't know that we were who we were because we always wore a hat that covered our faces.). It was a conjoined room. In the next room Cornwallis was eating and William was getting gripped at.

"That man insults me!"

"Quit impressive for a farmer with a pitch fork. Wouldn't you say?"

"I want you to find that man; I want you to capture him."

"If I do this I would have to use tactics that are… what is the term you used brutal I believe; just how would that settle with my wife?"

"Well at least you would be able to find her and your child."

William ginned evilly.

For the first time Cornwallis seemed to remember us.

"These 3 will help you." He pointed in the room were Sam, Nevra and I were cleaning, "Colonel Tavington this is Isabella" (Me) "Cornellia" (Nevra) "And Erin" (Sam) "The 2 next to each other are sisters and the other is a slave. Nevra winced as she always does.

"That's it." She wailed, "I am tired of being called a slave! My name is Nevra, this Mary, and this is Samantha."

"Nevra!"

Will walked over to me and pulled my hat off revealing my face. He then walked in front of me pulled me to him and then we kissed.

"Am I missing something here?"

"It is a long story girl and one that you just don't wanna hear."

"Lady Bordon come with me." Cornwallis said.

(Sam's POV)

I was nervous when Cornwallis said those words but I knew that someone would've taken me to Matthew.

Nevra wanted to stay behind but I dragged her out to leave the 2 of them alone.

(Back to Mary's POV)

"I love you Mary and I am really sorry for hitting you. I didn't mean it. I just lost my temper."

"Its ok", I said putting a hand to his right cheek. He closed his and drew me closer and tighter to him, "Everything will be alright." We kissed and we didn't want to let go, but reluctantly pulled away when now 2-year old Bethany walked in. She walked over to me demanding attention. So I picked her up and placed her on my hip.

"Wow you sure have grown, Beth." She shied away from the stranger.

"It's okay Beth. Its papa." I whispered into her ear.

"Really." She said with wide eyes.

"Really."

She went over to her father.

"My you've gotten heavy too. I don't know if I can hold you."

"No down, no down."

"No down, but you are just so heavy."

"Come on lets go upstairs." And we left with Will leading the way upstairs to our chambers.