William POV

"Major Davis?" I flinched when she said this, wishing she knew my real name, and that I could confide in her. But I could not, so I kept up my foolish ruse, "Yes?" She went on, "If I may ask, to where do you go when you deliver letters for General Lee? Besides the camps? I've noticed that you take longer than you should, and yet you have the second fastest horse at this camp at your disposal. I… I've missed you…." She admitted.

What was this- my sweet Susannah missed me? Has she always cared for me? I was incredulous. I had just been searching for the right words to tell her I loved her but I thought that she could never love me, because I was supposed to be the enemy. I hoped that one day soon she could know who I truly was.

"William? Will you answer my question?" Shoot. Now I had to think of a lie, and it was hard to keep lying to everyone, but once the war is over I can start telling the truth. I was comforted, however, that she called me William and therefore knew one true thing about me. "I, um, after I deliver his messages, I visit my brother. He's nearby, and I stay with him," I said.

It wasn't entirely a lie. My brother was in the Union army, and was with Grant's troops, so in a way I was telling the truth, just not the whole truth. "Oh, I see. I didn't realize you had a brother." She said, but I could tell she doubted my answer. "Why did you want to know?" I asked, wondering as to how she felt. "Just curious," replied Susannah mischievously and with a smile. I smiled too, barely remembering how horrible I had felt just moments before.

Susannah POV

He had told me he visited his brother, and while this seemed to be the truth and it made sense, I still felt as though there was something he wasn't telling me. It seemed as though there were some secret he was trying to protect. I pushed this thought away, not liking the feeling it gave me.

I had to prepare to move- we were marching the next day. Nobody knew where we were going except for General Grant and a few trusted officers. I assumed that they were probably planning a sneak attack and didn't want any information leaked, but I didn't give it too much thought. Eliza and I were packing up books and things and putting them in a wagon in which we were to ride.

The next morning at dawn, we set out towards the north. Eliza and I talked, but for some reason we could not think of anything to talk about after a while. "Eliza," I said, "I have something to tell you. It is about Major Davis." She looked at me quizzically, "And what is that?" "I... learned he has a brother." I just couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. "Oh," she said, sounding disappointed, "I see."

We were silent for a moment when she looked at me seriously and said, "Susannah, are you sure that's what you really wanted to tell me?" She could see right through me- I felt like a glass bottle! "Because I thought you were about to tell me that you loved him," she stated. I stared at her in shock, "How did you know?" I asked in a quiet whisper. Eliza let out a laugh, "It's easy to see, every time he walks past, you either get this glazed look in your eyes, or you become nervous." I had not realized that he had such an affect over me.

I buried my face in my hands, and looked at her. "Is it really that easy to see?" She nodded at me and I simply felt mortified. What if Major Davis knew? Would he look down upon me? Now I felt even more like a piece of glass, so fragile and clear. When we had been alone the other day and he had stared into my eyes, I noticed a conflicted expression dominating his face. What if he had been trying to tell me to stay away? I finally resorted to putting those thoughts out of my mind and study other people. I noticed that Eliza kept glancing at the same soldier over and over again, but I could not recognize him from the back of his head.

After a few more hours of steady marching, we stopped to sleep for the night.