Chapter 5

Jack stood on the doorstep and sighed. This was the first time he had been here since he had taken off and he didn't know if the staff would remember him.

After running a hand over his beard he knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door. He didn't have to wait long because within a minute the butler opened the door and gasped. "Master John?"

"'m here to see my father." Jack told him.

"He's up in his room, sir." The butler said letting Jack in. Jack nodded at him and walked up the stairs to at what had been at one time his parents' room.

Jack quietly opened the door and walked in. He walked over to the bed where his father laid. "Da'?" he called quietly.

Adam Walker opened his eyes just a bit. "John? Is that you son?"

"'m here." Jack said sitting down next to him and took his fragile hand in his own.

"I'm so sorry. I never meant to send you away. Please don't hate me." his father said softly.

"I coul' never hate you." Jack said reverting some what back to the teenager he had been once upon a time.

Adam slowly sat up in his bed. "Look on top of my dresser. There's something there for you that I want you to have."

Jack looked on top of the dresser and found a long black case. He opened it and found a wonderfully crafted sword. He took it out of it's sheath to look at it closer.

"I had your brother-in-law William make that so that if you ever returned I could give it to you." Adam said with a slight smile on his face.

"Looks like it was made fer a..."

"King? That's because it was." his father said completing his sentence. Suddenly all the strength left his body and he fell back on the bed. Jack walked back over to him and once again took his father's hand.

"Please son. Our people need you. Don't turn your back on them." his father said softly as his grip loosened on his son's hand.

"No they don'. They need their king. You have to stay with me Da'."

"You're their king now my son." His father whispered and was then lost to the realm of the living.

Jack let a couple tears fall and sighed. "I won' le' ye down." he whispered to his father's lifeless body. He then placed the hand he had been holding onto his father's chest, strapped his new sword to his belt and walked out of the room. On the way down the stairs he ran into one of the servants and alerted them to his father's death.

TBC...(hopefully)