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Yes, dear readers, I have returned! My class hasn't finished yet, but I've completed all my work for it, so I can now return to my duty of providing you all with entertainment.

So, I couldn't decided which story to update first, but I've decided on this one because…well, just 'cause. After this posting, however, I'm going to try and finish writing everything I've started before updating again. I hope to have everything finished and posted by August at the latest. Then I'll be able to begin work on my many other fic ideas!

But anyway, enough of that! Be sure to Review after you read!

And now, on with the show! ...er… Story! On with the Story!

I would have liked for things to have calmed down a bit after all that excitement, but…I wasn't so lucky.

It was noon by the time all the excitement in the Benbow had quieted and Jim and Vivian could get away. Vivian disappeared into her room for several moments, while Jim went into his. He assumed that it would become theirs…someday… Only if Vivian was comfortable with it of course.

Jim looked around his room; it was a mess. How had Vivian been able to stand staying with him in his pigsty of a room? Jim shook his head, closing the door behind him quietly. He opted to change out of his military best dress before cleaning up. He looked inside the clothing trunk that was at the foot of his bed and smiled at what he found.

Sitting in the trunk were a pair of black trousers, a long sleeved brown shirt, black and red boots – the clothes he had worn when he was fifteen on his voyage to Treasure Planet. Jim laughed a little as he reached into the trunk and pulled the old clothes out. "I wonder…" he said, holding the pants up in front of himself. He laughed again when he saw that they landed half way down his calves. He shook his head as he refolded the pants and tucked them away into the trunk. "So much for recapturing my youth."

Jim moved around the room, picking up discarded clothing, separating the clean clothes from the dirty. He did manage to find himself a pair of dark brown pants that were the appropriate length, as well as a long sleeved white shirt. He changed quickly before he began putting away his clean clothes.

After some time, when Jim had almost finished hanging his clean clothes in the closet, there was a soft knock at his door. "Yeah?" He asked as he closed his closet door. The door cracked open and Vivian's head came into view around the door. "Oh," Jim started. He wasn't entirely sure how to address her; they were married after all. How exactly did married people speak to one another? "Hey."

Vivian gave a small smile and opened the door wider, stepping into Jim's room. She wasn't in the wedding dress anymore. Now, she wore a simple green dress; her hair was still done up in the pony tail it had been in for the ceremony. "Hey," she said. Her dress had pockets sewn into the sides; she put her hands inside as she looked Jim over. "Look, I uh…"

"You look good," Jim said suddenly. It was the truth. The green of her dress brought out the brilliant green of her eyes. When Vivian gave him a questioning look, Jim blushed slightly at his outburst before motioning toward her dress. "That color…it looks good on you. It brings out your eyes.

Vivian reached up and began playing with the end of her pony tail which hung down over her shoulder, stopping just at her chest. "Thank you," she said, her face reddening slightly. "Look, Jim I've got something I want to talk to you about."

Jim nodded, motioning toward the bed. Vivian nodded, walking over and taking a seat on the mattress. Jim picked up the chair that Vivian had knocked over earlier that day and took a seat. "What's up?" He asked, straddling the back of the chair and resting his upper arms on the back.

Vivian took a deep breath and cleared her throat slightly before speaking. "I um…you remember this morning how I told you that…that my father was on his way here?" When Jim nodded, Vivian glanced down at her hands. Jim noticed that they were clutched together, fingers laced and tight with worry. "Well, I…He's going to be here with Randall in two days."

Jim jumped slightly when he realized what she had said. "Wait, what? Two days?"

Vivian's face became a mask of worry as she addressed Jim. "I'm sorry; I got a message from him last night. Silver must have found him and told him where I was. Father sent a messenger ahead and he got here last night. He told me that my father and Lord Randall would be here as early as the day after tomorrow. I just…though you ought to know."

She released a shaky breath as she waited for Jim to respond. The young man gave a huff of a laugh before reaching out and cupping Vivian's cheek with his right hand. "Don't worry," he said to her. "When they get here, they won't be able to do anything. You're my wife, remember?"

Vivian smiled slightly, giving a relieved sounding chuckle. "Thank you," she said. Her eyes drifted closed as she leaned into his touch slightly.

Jim smiled slightly at the beautiful woman before him. "Viv," he started. She opened her eyes and met his gaze. "I just wanted to um…well, I understand if you don't want to, since everything has been kind of sudden, but…"

Jim pulled his hand back, letting it fall onto hers as they rested on her lap, more relaxed than before. "If you would like to… move into my room, you're more than welcome. I-I mean, I won't pressure you into anything you don't want, but I was just…I don't know, I guess I'm a traditionalist. I think a…a husband and wife should be together. Wait, not necessarily together together, if you know what I mean, but I-"

Jim was cut off when Vivian suddenly stood, stooping over and kissing him on the lips. When she pulled away, she gently touched his cheek with the tips of her fingers. "Jim, you are a wonderful man. Maybe someday, when we're both ready, we'll be…'together together'. But until then, I would love to move in here with you."

Jim smiled slightly as Vivian sat back down on his bed, holding one of his hands between his own. She was gazing down at them as she played with his fingers slightly. "So," she said finally after a long yet comfortable pause. "What now?"

Jim squeezed her fingers gently. "Well, we've got two days to get the 'love sick married couple' thing completely down." Jim smiled as Vivian laughed a little. "Why don't we get to work perfecting it?"

Vivian looked up at Jim, a smile lighting up her beautiful face. "It won't be that hard…not for me at least."

Jim's smile toned down to a pleased and pleasant smirk. "Me either."

AWWWW! Aren't they just the cutest?

Don't worry; there will be more coming as soon as I can manage! I swear! R&R!

Until next time! ~BBTM