A/N: Thank you to everyone that's been reading this. I've gotten quite a few alerts lately and I really appreciate them! Thank you. Please review! Oh and just a bit of a warning in the next few chapters the plot is really going to start coming out; and things might get a little dicey for some characters..

Chapter Twelve: Write Me
"I'm going' away. Well there's nothing' I can see that'd ever make me; want to be without her." 'Write Me a Letter' -Aerosmith

Theresa could not believe the events that had unfolded. What had she seen, what was that? Theresa lay on the cool grass feeling wonderful against her bare shoulder, which she was confident were sunburned at this point. Her head laid on the upper part of William's thigh, as he sat with his back against the trunk of the massive tree; thumbing through the pages of her novel. She could not help but eye him through her lashes as his eyes darted quickly across the page he had been reading.

His powerful jaw was set in its' place; the fading sunlight seemed shine against the flesh of his right side making his skin almost glow. She bit her lip; what the hell she doing? She wasn't crazy she knew that much; she'd been here too long. It was...too real. A new battle was being fought inside her though; she was more and more attached to…well, many people...not just…him. Traitor. Delilah. LIAR! She berated herself. What was the price for treason? Death. Well, she'd never actually heard of any American citizens being killed for 'treason' in her time...but surly a lengthy stint in Gitmo awaited her.

"What troubles you?" His cool smooth voice called from above her. His eyes never wavering from his page. Theresa rolled her head back a bit on his thigh trying to steal a glimpse at his face.

"You know what 'troubles' me..." She grumbled. Smacking her palms against her bloomer clad thigh she bolted upright, tossing a glance over her shoulder.

"I don't suppose that it would have to do with the young Master Wallaby?" He chuckled a bit.

"And the fact that I saw him tonguing another dude!"

"Tonguing..." William snapped the book shut soundly, tossing it to the side as he fixed her with a raise eyebrow.

"Yeah, tonguing. You know; sucking face; necking." He chuckled a bit; his lips even twitched a bit into a smile at the mention of 'necking'.

"Sucking face; how crude." Theresa quirked an eyebrow and pursed her lips.

"Crude? You're telling me what's crude and what isn't?"

Theresa dressed in her room quickly; discarding the grass-stained bloomers as she fluttered around the room; grabbing new pieces. She had just finished putting on a fresh pair of darker, almost navy colored bloomers on; and clutched an unfastened mostly open corset to her bare chest. When a knock at the door caught her attention.

"Molly; you have awesome timing." She breathed; heading to the door, corset clutched tightly to her chest. One handedly, she threw open the door only to see William staring down at her. His blue eyes widened considerably and a wicked smirk graced his lips.

"Darling; are you trying to "he wet his lips. "Temp me?" His arms crossed his imposing form. Theresa blushed brightly and leaned her head out the door. Looking in both directions. This was highly inappropriate; and she'd be willing to bet he knew that more than she even realized. Mustering all the confidence she could she wrapped her small hand around his forearm and tugged him through the door.

"Get in here; before someone sees you." She hissed between her teeth. Slamming the door behind him

"Yes; because doors slamming are not going to catch anyone's attention." He chuckled. She huffed a bit holding the corset tighter to her body. She hated when he had that smug look on his face; it made her blood race; and her belly burn a bit.
"May I?" He gestured an open palm to her chest; and her mouth dropped open. She was about to say something when the light bulb above her head lit.

"You know how to lace a corset?" Intriguing. He merely smirked wickedly, and advanced on her. Her breath got caught in her throat; he stood against her; their body's nearly touching, closing her eyes with a sigh, she waited. Waited, and waited. Cracking open one deep blue eye; she saw him, looking down at her a smug look coloring his features. A deep blush crept up her body; he knew. He knew she had been waiting for him to kiss her again, and it was embarrassing.

Wordlessly; he grabbed her arm as she hugged the corset against her, leading her to the bedpost. He turned her body away staring at the pale exposed flesh of her bare back. Swallowing the lump in his throat he chided himself, maybe this was not a great idea. Alone with her; half naked; only a flimsy piece of cloth keeping his eyes from taking in the small pale mounds of her…. With a shake of his head; he composed himself. He was completely in control of himself; he was not some horny young teenager, who got excited at the sight of a woman's bare back. Starting at the bottom, he tightly laced the corset; a small sadistic smile would appear every time she would gasp at how tightly he jerked the strings.

"Soo…" she bit her bottom lip; and gasped loudly as he jerked her body again. "I don't take it you came to help me dress?" she wheezed a bit. As he chuckled; his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.

"No I'll admit this..." He pulled tightly again. "Was not my intention…" With only two more to go; he stared down at the slightly exposed skin between her shoulder blades; and the creamy bare shoulders, he couldn't resist, dipping his head low and softly brushing his lips against the bare skin of her shoulder.
"But I am certainly not disappointed." Her heart leapt into her throat; and her mouth became incredibly dry. Only managing a soft "oh".

Another hard jerk brought her back to reality, and she could feel his large finger brushing against the skin of her shoulder blades as he tied it off. Her fingers let go of the bedpost and she turned muttering a 'thanks'. Before realizing he hadn't stepped back; and they were now chest to chest. Looking up through her lashes his eyes smoldered. Biting her bottom lip; she with shaky hands reached up to straighten the dark green lapels of his uniform; there wasn't really anything wrong with it; but it was like they had a mind of their own. She allowed them to linger a little bit; pressing her palms flat against his upper chest; feeling it rise and fall.

"I did have an agenda…" he said softly. Ice blue eyes boring down into hers.

"And what was that?" she croaked. As he slid one of his much larger hands up to his chest; grabbing her right hand off his chest wrapping it in his, she sighed audibly as he physically raised it up and laid her palm against his cheek. Her fingers stroked the strong jawline ever so lightly; almost hesitantly.
He pressed his cheek against her palm; but then he straightened again. His body becoming rigid and he looked down at her a look of cool indifference shading over his eyes.

"As you are well aware; I will be leaving to conduct some raids in and around Charles-Town in the next week;" he pulled away from her pacing the floor of her room. Merely nodding; she had heard the talk around the fort.
"I will be away for ..." he seemed to pause and purse his lips in thought. Clasping his hands behind his back he resumed his pacing. "At least a week; I would allow two."
Theresa tilted her head to the side a little; almost the way a puppy looks at its' owner when it's confused; and she held the exact same meaning behind her stare.
"Propriety demands that inquire your father;…seeing as how he is..."

"I still haven't remembered much." She mumbled her eyes down cast; feeling what was that? Was it guilt?

"Unavailable….I must inquire." He stopped again. Striding over to her, he hovered imposingly over her, his eyes boring down on to her. Her small form staring down at her feet, he carefully slid a large hand under her delicate chin; ever so gently raising her gaze to meet his.
"I would very much like to write you..." A small smile graced her small coral colored lips; and light colored blush colored her cheeks.

"I would like that." She said in a small voice; barely audible, as her blush turned a darker shade.