Chapter Twenty-seven- Leaving London

An hour later, Pocahontas held in her hands two very precious documents: one ordering John free, the other ordering Ratcliffe arrested. But one problem still remained: She had to get back in time.

"Thomas, when does the net supplies ship for Virginia leave?" Wendy asked.

"Tonight! Before dawn." Thomas said. Pocahontas sighed with relief. She had been here for two months exactly and she hoped it wouldn't take her two months to get home!

"We've got to be on that ship!" Pocahontas said.

"And we will." Nakoma assured her. They walked into Thomas's house.

"Well? How did it go?" Carrie asked.

"Carrie, we did it!" Thomas said and Carrie cheered. Kelly appeared.

"Thomas, I'm guessing from Carrie's cheer you got the document!" She said, coming down the stairs.

"We did, Mum, but we've got to leave tonight before dawn if we have any hope of getting there in time." Kelly paused a minute to do the math in her head.

"Yes, you do have to leave tonight!" She said, nodding with a serious face.

"Thank you for everything, Kelly." Pocahontas said.

"Any time, Pocahontas. Any time. Now you girls go get some rest! You've had a big day and you'll need your sleep if you're to leave before dawn!" Kelly commanded and instructed gently. Pocahontas looked at Nakoma.

"I guess we do need some sleep. I can finally sleep with a little more soundly than I have in months!" Pocahontas said.

"Same here." Nakoma said playfully. She had been so worried about Pocahontas being worried about John, she too would sleep a little more soundly.

"Go on and get your things ready and get some sleep." George said, coming up behind Kelly. Pocahontas and Nakoma nodded.

"And you two, come with me. I need to talk to you." Samuel Smith said to Peter and Wendy. Peter and Wendy looked at each other, shrugged, and followed their father.

...oOo...

At four in the morning, Pocahontas, Nakoma and Thomas were awakened by Carrie who had gotten up to help. Pocahontas yawned and sat up, rubbing her eyes. She knew she had to get up, even if she didn't want to. She had to save John. She had to get back in time. Pocahontas folded her extra pair of winter clothes, placed the documents in a heavy book Samuel Smith had given her, placed her extra pair of moccasins on top of the book and then brought the flap over the top of the backpack like bag. Flit landed on her shoulder and Percy jumped up in greeting. Meeko was hungry and he sniffed the air curiously.

"Meeko, what are you looking for?" Pocahontas asked playfully. Meeko looked at her and shrugged.

"Are your ready, Pocahontas?" Nakoma asked.

"I've been ready, Nakoma. For two months we've been here and finally we're going home with everything we need. I'm glad we found John's father and I'm glad he decided to help us. I'm really glad we found friends in Peter and in Wendy, too." Pocahontas said, yawning.

"Me, too." Nakoma agreed. She and Pocahontas made sure they had everything and they made their way downstairs where they were surprised to find Wendy and Peter Smith waiting for them, bags packed.

"We're going with you." Peter said.

"We need to get away from London for a while. And we need to see our brother, too." Wendy finished. Pocahontas looked at Nakoma and smiled. John's brother and sister were coming, but where was John's father?

"We asked Dad to join us, but he's certain that he won't be welcomed in Virginia for what he's done. And he's not sure he can stand up to John after what he's done to him. He believes all this is his fault, when in the beginning, he blamed you for it." Wendy said, seeing the question in Pocahontas's eyes.

"We've got to try and get him to come and see his son! He can't just not come after all we've been through!" Pocahontas insisted.

"We can try, but our father is just like our brother. He's stubborn. He can be pretty hard to persuade." Peter said. They left for one last walk in London to look for Samuel Smith. It would be a beautiful day, but at the moment, it was still pitch dark. When they reached Samuel Smith's house, they found it locked up and Samuel Smith gone.

"Where could he have gone?" Nakoma asked.

"He probably left to go out of London. He probably guessed we would come looking for him." Peter said. He sighed. There went that plan.

"Well, if he doesn't want to see his son he doesn't have to!" Pocahontas spat. She was once again angry with Samuel Smith. He had been a big help, but his stubbornness would always get to Pocahontas.

"Let's go. Carrie's bound to have gotten Thomas out of bed by now and we need to be at the docks as soon as possible." Nakoma said and Pocahontas agreed. They all went back to Thomas's to find he was indeed up and at it. Carrie was clinging to him.

"Tommy! Do you have to leave?" She wailed.

"Carr, you know I do." Thomas said gently.

"But when will you be back?" Carrie asked.

"I don't know, Carrie. But I'll visit. Whenever I can." Thomas assured her and Kelly picked her up.

"It's time for you to go back to bed." She said. Carrie yawned.

"Goodbye, Pocahontas! Goodbye, Nakoma! Good luck!" She said sleepily.

"Bye Carrie. Be good!" Pocahontas and Nakoma said at the same time. They ate the breakfast Kelly had prepared for them and then awaited George to take them to the docks and see them off. Finally, it was time to go. Pocahontas hugged Kelly and thanked her again for everything.

"It was no trouble, Pocahontas. Good luck." Kelly said. Then Pocahontas, Nakoma, Thomas and Peter and Wendy Smith left for the docks with George.

...oOo...

Pocahontas looked out at the ocean. She didn't have much time. She had to get home before it was too late. She stood at the stern of the ship with Nakoma, Thomas, Peter and Wendy.

"I wish Samuel Smith had had the courage to come and face his son." Pocahontas whispered. She wished peace between John and his father, something that there hadn't been a lot of since Samuel had called Pocahontas a savage in his letter. But if there was one thing that Pocahontas had been able to do was open his eyes that some people are not what they appear to be. She had also been able to get his help.

"What do you mean, you 'wish he had had the courage to come and face his son'?" Someone asked and everyone froze and turned to find Samuel Smith standing behind them.

"Dad!" Wendy and Peter said together. "You're coming?"

"I need to speak with John. I need to apologize for what I've done, for what I've caused." Samuel said, nodding. It was the right thing to do. He wasn't planning on staying in Jamestown, but he was going to face his son for the first time since he had written his letter and for the first time face-to-face since John had gotten shot. It was time that he faced his son. And he could only hope that John would let him explain and apologize.

"Thank you, Samuel. Thank you for everything you've done for us. And I'm sure John'll be happy to see you." Pocahontas said. She hoped and prayed with all her heart, though, for only one thing and it wasn't for peace between John and Samuel Smith. It was that she made it back in time.

A/N- Well, I sure hope my fingers let John live! It's really up to them whether or not he lives and I sure hope they let him! Anyway, what do you guys think? Special thanks to all my reviewers. This story wouldn't be where it is now if not for you! Please review!

-Robin