So, how's the story so far? As much as I love her, I would love reviews from more than Megami. XP

John Smith's POV

I set sail for Jamestown, my heart racing. This was it. This was all or nothing. If she chose me, I would not hesitate in kicking Rolfe out and taking her back. If she didn't choose me, I didn't really want to think about it...

Thomas stood by my side with a big grin on his face. I wasn't quite sure why his smile was so large, but I decided not to ask. He probably had his own thought process that I didn't want to interrupt.

Once we landed in Jamestown, I rushed down the ramp and headed towards Grandmother Willow. Pocahontas could be anywhere, but I know Grandmother Willow would know where she was. I pushed her leaves away and sat on the small stump. I saw her face slowly appear and she looked at me with a strange expression on her face.

"John Smith?" She asked. "Yours was not the face I was expecting."

"Please, Grandmother Willow, I need your help." I said. "I need to speak to Pocahontas."

"I knew you would be asking this." She said. "Pocahontas has been doing much thinking since she returned."

"I've been doing much thinking since she chose Rolfe over me." I said, maybe a little bitterly.

"You are envious of him." Grandmother Willow said. I nodded slowly.

"Of course I am. He has the woman I love." Grandmother Willow sighed.

"She is at the waterfall where the two of you first met." I stood.

"Thank you, Grandmother Willow." She smiled at me.

"You're welcome, John Smith."

I saw Pocahontas sitting on a rock amongst the heavy fog, just like the first time I ever laid eyes upon her. She was just as beautiful as then, too.

"Pocahontas." I said. She looked up slightly startled and stood, holding a basket close to her hip. I stepped closer to her, revealing myself from the fog.

"John Smith..." She said quietly, almost to herself. "I thought you were traveling the world."

"I couldn't." I replied. "Not without you." What else would I say? 'I couldn't stand the thought that you may be happy with another man.' She sighed and adjusted the basket.

"John Smith, I told you I could not go with you. I am needed here, with my people."

"You're also needed..." I said, stepping towards her. "By me." She took a step back.

"John, I..." She tucked a piece of raven hair behind her ear. "You need to go. John Rolfe is expecting me." My face fell.

"I see." I turned away from her, then turned back. "Pocahontas." She looked at me. "I came back for you, on the off chance that you would change your mind and come with me." My throat began closing but I didn't let it show. "It is quite obvious that I cannot stay here." I turned away.

"John, wait-"

"No, Pocahontas. I won't." I began walking, not looking back at her once. "Enjoy the company of John Rolfe, you will never have to see me again." My throat began to burn and I walked silently, feeling like my heart was torn from my chest and stomped on.

"John Smith..." I heard her say before I was out of earshot. I walked to the ship silently, storming passed Thomas.

"John-" I continued walking, going to the captain's quarters and slamming the door to let out all of the built up hurt.

*cries* No, John, no! Review to help his hurt!