John's POV

"Pocahontas?" I said, looking up. Where was she? Where was I? And why couldn't I use my hands? I suddenly realized that I was once again a prisoner. But I wasn't in Pocahontas's village.

"Pocahontas?" I asked again, growing worried.

"I'm right behind you, John." She said and I glanced over my shoulder to find her in the same position as I was. She had her hands tied like I did. What was going on? Why were we both prisoners? And to who? A snarl in front of me caused me to look up. There, right in front of us, was Ratcliffe, and he held a gun.

"I have you both right where I want you." He snarled and I glared at him.

"You! You're the one who shot John!" Pocahontas said suddenly and I knew that if she wasn't tied up, she would have attacked Ratcliffe. I wanted nothing more than to do that myself. Ratcliffe smiled an evil smile.

"I warned you that the punishment for treason is hanging. But I think that losing your precious savage will be punishment enough." Ratcliffe said. What did he mean? He moved his head to the side slightly and a man appeared. He cut the ropes that held Pocahontas prisoner, but he quickly retied her. I struggled at the ropes around my own wrists. It was no use. Whoever had tied them knew what they were doing. Ratcliffe cocked the gun and raised it to aim.

"No!" I screamed, struggling against the ropes again, but I couldn't get loose no matter what I did.

"Say goodbye to this savage, Smith." Ratcliffe snarled and he fired.

I tried to sit up, but the pain in my side stopped me.

"John, are you alright?" It was Pocahontas. I about fainted in relief. It had only been a dream.

"Pocahontas, what happened?" I asked.

"Well, you went into surgery. The doctor arrived today and came right away to help you. Afterwards, you were left alone to rest. John, you were tossing and turning like you were trying to get out of somewhere and you're sweating like crazy!" My breathing had evened out and I shook off the dream.

"You mean, I've been to surgery and back and slept through the whole thing?" I asked. Pocahontas nodded.

"I was actually amazed at it myself." She said with a smile.

"I can't believe I slept through it all." I said and shook my head. The pain in my side wasn't as bad as it had been when the bullet was still in it. I was amazed I hadn't suffered from lead poisoning from that.

"The doctor said that it will be about another month before you're ready to do anything, but at least you've finally gotten the doctor you needed!" Pocahontas said and I agreed.

"Finally." I said. The door opened and Thomas, Powhatan, and Nakoma walked in.

"Wingapo, Powhatan, Nakoma. Hello, Thomas." I said.

"Glad to see that you're finally awake, John." Thomas said with a playful smile and I returned it.

"Thanks. I'm glad to be awake, too." I said.

"How long do you have to stay in bed this time, John?" Nakoma asked. I shrugged.

"About another month." I said. "I wish it was less time, but it's the doctor's orders."

"Don't go and try your luck now. We don't want you to have to stay in bed any longer than you have to." Said Thomas. I knew he was saying the truth.

"I won't, don't worry." I said, glancing at Pocahontas.

"Good."

Pocahontas's POV

John was going to be OK. I wanted to dance for joy. He was going to be OK. Finally, finally, the moonlight had turned to daylight.

TWO WEEKS LATER

Pocahontas's POV

I ran to the Jamestown settlement. Something had happened, I knew it. I didn't know if it was good or bad again, but all I knew was that it involved John.

"John!" I said as I raced into the cabin. I froze in horror. John was gone!

A/N- OOOOOOOOO! Cliffhanger! Where'd John go? Did he leave at his own will? Or was he forced? Only the fingers know! Please review! -Robin