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Chapter 4

"Where shall we go?" Annie asked as she looped her arms through James's.

They were sat on a bench overlooking the dock as they often did when they argued. James smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Well that ship is going to Jamaica, my darling. Fancy some sun?" He said and she chuckled.

"Very much."

"Or how about a Grecian island? Full of exotic fruit and legends." He continued, his eyes lighting up as they always did when he thought about traveling – seeing the wonders of the world.

"Mm." Annie sighed dreamily. "Would there be other people on the island?" She asked with a teasing smile as she looked up at him. James gave a short laugh.

"Not if you didn't want there to be. I'd send them all away on the ship we arrived in." He vowed and she laughed lightly.

"Heaven." She stated simply and James looked at her, thinking that Heaven would be wherever she was.

"Or there's always Neverland." James added with a grin.

"Oh of course!" Annie exclaimed with a bright smile and snuggled closer to him, he put his arm around her.

"It'll be warm and quiet with music carried on the wind, the water will be calm and clear." He started, playing the game they always did.

"The sky will be as blue," Annie started, sitting up and placing a gentle hand on James's temple. "as your beautiful eyes."

James turned his head and kissed her wrist. "The sand will be as soft as your lovely skin." He said.

"There will be a dozen mermaids that swim in the moonlight in a beautiful lagoon." She went on, her eyes distant and soft.

"And we will make firm friends with the Indians." James added.

"What about Peter Pan, will we be friends with him?" Annie asked.

"Yes." James replied firmly. "He can show us the ways of the island."

Annie nodded and then smiled. "It sounds so perfect." She said with a sigh.

"Come on, lets head back." James said, getting to his feet and picking up Annie's bag of fruit.

They walked slowly back to the tavern, lingering around the market stalls and stopping once to talk to Annie's friend Tabitha. James thought it fairly obvious that Annie's friends didn't approve of him, after all he was just a sailor and she was nobility, had given up her old life for him, so he tolerated their wary looks and raised eyebrows and the whispers as he walked away. He loved Annie, that was all that mattered – all that would ever matter.

When they got back they were again greeted by curious stares from everyone in the tavern, James muttered under his breath but Annie just calmly took his hand and they began to make their way to the stairs. James fought back his anger s whispers started to spread and he noticed Laura leaning against the bar and staring at him with a knowing smile, his eyes narrowed and her smile grew. James broke the eye contact and concentrated on the stairs, in no time at all he and Annie were safely inside their own room and neither could be said to be more or less relieved than the other.

"Laura's still got her eye on you." Annie observed as they sank wearily onto the bed. James turned to look at her but found no trace of jealousy or bitterness in her eyes,

"Yes, she -" He started to explain but she stopped him with a finger pressed lightly to his lips.

"I don't blame her for wanting you – who wouldn't? - as long as she doesn't have you." She said with a half smile.

"There's no problem then." James said, shifting so she was more comfortable as she laid her head against his chest.

"None." She agreed, she closed her eyes gently to rest them and smiled, making the contented noise that was almost a purr she always made when she was sleepy. James smiled and ran his fingers through her hair.

"I'm going to have to leave soon, our funds are low and there's another voyage on The Cartwright that sets off in a few days." He said heavily after a while, the thought of leaving her again, no matter how temporarily, leaving an ache in his chest.

"Hurry back." She said softly, entwining her hand in his.

"I trust you, you know James." She said quietly with her eyes still closed.

His smile faded slightly as he thought about his behavior the night before and the hurt look in her eyes just before she'd left.

"I know."