"John! John!" I called, growing desperate. Where was he?
Calm down, Pocahontas, he's around here somewhere. I thought, but my optimism soon turned to dread. Where was John? I went out into the settlement looking for him, but he was nowhere. I ran back to the cabin to see if he had returned. He hadn't. I sat down and stared out the window. Where was he? I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around to see John looking at me.
"John!" I screamed and nearly knocked him over as I jumped up to hug him with all my might. It was then I realized that he was up and walking.
"John! You're walking!"
"I'm amazed myself." John said.
"Where were you? I was worried something had happened to you!" I said.
"No, nothing happened to me. I went to see Dr. Walker. He said that I had made a complete recovery, but I'd better take it easy if I ever want these stitches to come out."
"Then you'd better take it easy." I said, knowing John was anyone but someone who "took it easy."
"I'll try." John promised, and I could only hope he kept his promise.
ONE WEEK LATER
John's POV
"John? John, are you listening to me? You have to keep that bandage on the wound for another month." Dr. Walker instructed me.
"I heard you, Doctor. Sorry." I said. My mind was on other things, like when would I be allowed to leave Jamestown again?
"I mean it, John. I know it's not the most comfortable thing in the world, and the wound is still a bit tender to it, but you have to. Don't bust those stitches open. If you do, you could be in big trouble."
"I won't, I promise." I said. He sounded like my mother when I had broken my arm when I was four. "I'll be careful."
"Good." Dr. Walker said. Finally, I could leave. I had never liked going to the doctor's, and I hadn't exactly enjoyed my small portion of medical training when I first started sailing.
"John!" I turned to find Thomas.
"Hello, Thomas." I said. "How's everything going?"
"Fine, I guess. What did Dr. Walker say?" Thomas asked.
"To take it easy for about another week and keep the bandage on." I said. Thomas nodded.
"Don't over do it."
"Why is everyone telling me not to over do it? I'm fine! I know people are worried about me, but I'm really fine!" I said.
"I know that, John, but you and I both know that if you bust open those stitches, you're as good as bed-ridden again." Thomas said.
"You have a good point. And after being like that for four months, I sure don't want that to happen!" I said. "I'm headed to the village. Am I needed here?" I asked.
"No. We can manage." Thomas answered and I was on my way to the village.
Pocahontas's POV
John had been up and walking for a week. I couldn't believe he had recovered so fast, but I guess I had to.
"Pocahontas." I heard someone calling my name. It was John. He was always coming to visit about the same time each day.
"Wingapo, John." I said and smiled.
"Wingapo." John answered back.
"What did Dr. Walker say?" I asked.
"Is everyone going to ask me that today?" John asked.
"Probably. We've been worried about you, John." I said.
"To be honest, I was worried about me, too, for a while." John said and I shook my head.
"You should have been. You almost died!" I said.
"I know." John said and smiled.
"My father wants us to have dinner with him tonight." I informed him.
"I'll be there." John said and I hugged him. I knew for sure now, now that John was back up and walking and able to do things again without the pain of a bullet in his side, without the threat of Ratcliffe coming back, without the threat of our people going to war, that the moonlight had finally, finally, turned to daylight.
A/N- Sorry it took me so long to update this story, guys! Well, I don't know about you guys, but I for one am glad the moonlight has turned to daylight.
Finding Love will be updated as soon as I get around to writing the next chapter! You know how it is. With it being New Years Day tomorrow, the start of a new year, I figured I might as well turn the moonlight to daylight for Pocahontas and John.
By the way, I've asked this before in a review, are you guys mad at me for something? I haven't heard from you guys, but I guess that's because it's been Christmas and New Years! Sorry. It just doesn't seem like those days were even HERE this year, with my Gran gone now and all. She was always here so you can probably figure out why. Not to mention that for the first time ever in the ten years I've lived in lower northeastern Michigan, we had a green Christmas. Bummer. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed the story. Please review!
-Robin