She boards the ship. A sinking feeling is in her heart, and she knows she will never see him again. John.
John Rolfe.
Yes their relationship was off to a rocky start, but she loves him.
She can feel the passion in her heart. But she can also feel the crushing depression settling in. She needs him. The sailors hoist up the walkplank and she feels tears come to her eyes. She starts gasping for breath; how can she leave him? The ship moves. She rests her hands on the rail and try's to stop her tears, but she can't. Suddenly, she hears a voice.
And she sees him.
She runs to him, sweet sweet relief blossoming in her. She launches herself into his arms, and he swings her around and around. As he sets her down, she looks into his eyes, and suddenly she crushes her lips to his. He kisses her back and they spin a bit. They fall to the floor in a tangled mess, still kissing, until she finally needs to breathe. She separates from him and lays her head on his chest, tears of joy leaking out of her eyes. She looks back up at him and he helps her up. They kiss again, shorter this time, and the ship sails into their new life.
Any specific Pocahontas one shots y'all want me to do?