Chapter Twenty-eight- Home Again

Unfortunately, Pocahontas's prayers for an early arrival were not answered.

It took two months to cross the sea. Pocahontas began to have nightmares she was so worried. They were the same dream she had had back in November, when John was arrested. The one where her father killed him and there was nothing she could do about it, how she didn't move. Nakoma assured her that they meant nothing, but Pocahontas couldn't be sure. She just wasn't sure what was going to happen. The first time she had had the dream, John was arrested. Could it mean she wasn't going to make it? Pocahontas couldn't be sure.

"I hope we get home soon." Pocahontas said. She knew they were starting to at least near Virginia because it was getting unbearably hot and muggy. She had hoped to have been home months ago when she would still need her winter clothes, but now she was wishing she had brought her summer clothes.

"I do, too. I can't wait to walk on land again." Wendy said, stretching.

"Not me. The only reason I want to get off is so I'll stop getting seasick."
Peter said. He was still seasick and as soon as he said it, he had to lean over the side of the boat again. He and Meeko were a lot alike- they both got seasick very easily. Nakoma was down below, sleeping. Thomas was in the crows nest. He was on the lookout for Virginia. Samuel Smith, on the other hand, had been quiet since the day they left. Pocahontas and the others guessed he was worried about confronting John after all that he had done to him and after he had said all those things about Pocahontas. He was worried that John wouldn't forgive him or that they would be too late and he would have to live with the fact that he had decided on his own son's fate.

"Oh you big baby." Wendy said, punching Peter in the arm when he wasn't leaning over the side any more. Peter clenched his arm where he had been punched and then had to lean over the side again. Pocahontas chuckled. Poor Peter.

"Pocahontas! Quick! Come here!" Thomas called from the crows nest. Pocahontas scrambled as fast as she could up the net to the crows nest next to Thomas.

"What is it, Thomas?" Pocahontas asked. Thomas pointed off into the distance. Pocahontas squinted. There, in the distance, was her home. There was Virginia.

"We've done it! We're back!" Pocahontas called down to the others. She could hope she wasn't too late!

A/N- REALLY sorry for the shorty shorty! But don't worry; the next chapter will reveal what Ratcliffe has up his sleeve. And can Pocahontas, Nakoma, Thomas, Wendy, Peter, Meeko, Percy, Flit and lastly Samuel Smith make it in time?