Pocahontas had been restless and uncomfortable all day and well into evening. She sat at her side table waiting on Anne's arrival. Anne had given birth to her own child months before and knew the signs of a woman about to give birth. Anne had even predicted that she was now in her time. Pocahontas did not believe this, she had seen women in her village give birth and they experienced pain before birth. She had not had this yet so she was doubt full that she would give birth late that night. Anne burst through the door with a letter in her had. " What are ye doing up. You are in your time." Anne walked over to her and handed her a latter. Pocahontas had not expected any one so soon, John had just seen her a week or more ago. She took the letter a read it to herself.
 " Dear, Pocahontas. I am lost in my grief and do not no were to turn. I have not prevented the hurt and sorrow that has found you. I blame myself for our suffering. I can no longer live knowing that because of my pride, I have hurt us both. I know I said I would live for you, but I do not know how long I can bear the pain in my heart. I will leave for some place away from here with in two days, I refrain from ending my pain for as long as I can. But if I can not, know that I love you forever and am always with you. No matter what happens you are my one and only love, no one could ever replace. I love you Pocahontas and I pray that you contact me soon, for I do not know my end.
" No! He promised me he would not take his life. Anne he promised me." Pocahontas choked out over her tears. " What is wrong,?" Anne stated in confusion. " He must not leave yet..he must have the child..he said he would live for me." Pocahontas answered. " I must stop him." Pocahontas stood and moved toward the door. With her movement a sudden shock of pain crept through her body, along with a wetness that reached the floor. Anne could only look and then was finally able to take Pocahontas to her bed. " I told you were in your time. I will send for the doctor." As Anne approached the door Pocahontas called for Anne. " Make sure the doctor gets John. He must bring him." " I understand you Pocahontas and I will make sure he brings him. Pocahontas could only lay as the pains course through her belly. Then a new pain took her breath. Her worse fears were now realized, the delivery had ignited the lung sickness.
 The doctor sat at his table reading when a hard knock hit his door. " Doctor Ludlow, Pocahontas is giving birth." With that statement the doctor opened the door.  It was Anne. " Let me get my bag." Ludlow answered her. "how long has she been in labor?" " Probably all day, sir. And now her waters gone," Ann admitted. "Why was I not called?" " She did not think she would give birth tonight." " We must hurry then." that doctor said as he stepped in the carriage. " She say got fetch the child's father. He is on the verge of taking his life and he does not know the child his sir." " Why did she not tell him?" " For her people sir." The doctor shook his head and replied, " yes we will get him."
 John lay in his bed. Tomorrow he would pack and leave England and hopefully not this life. He shot straight up when he heard the loud bang on his door. He rushed and opened it. It was his friend, the doctor. The doctor had told him of his love's illness and as a wave of fear built within him that something was wrong. " What's wrong," he managed to say. " It's Pocahontas, she's in labor and her illness has been brought on," the doctor spoke. John followed the doctor. " Wait, her husband, the child's father will be there and he would not have me near her." " John, the child is your own and the maid says that Rolfe will not be back till two days from now." " You knew about the baby," John asked. " I am her doctor." " But why did you not tell me?" " Why should I have told you? I knew she had to stay longer for her people and I also knew she would not jeopardized them, even when I told her of the consequences, " Ludlow stated in defense. They reached the house with in an two hours. Pocahontas lay pale and in pain. She managed a smile when she saw John as he stepped in the room. But it was quickly cut by a sharp pain that rippled through her body. John saw this and wished he could draw the pain from her. He made it to her and held her close to him as each pain ripped through her body. He was with her as she labored. Now that he was there, he could feel her draw her strength from him. Pocahontas looked at the man she loved and knew that he loved her and that he would live for his child, no matter what happened to her. *****( Here is the point were you can chose which ending you want also play Vivienne's Death, Finale, or I Will Remember you still from the Mists of Avalon soundtrack ) 1. This brought some happiness to her within her pain. Pocahontas's pain got worse and it tore at John's heart. The doctor asked him to leave the room. Here he now sat, waiting, waiting for what ever should come to pass. The room was nearly silent now. Then he heard a cry, a strong wonderful cry, the cry of his child. The door slowly opened and Ludlow with a weary face. " You better come in, I am losing her" he said. John stood and slowly went into the room. Pocahontas lay with her eyes closed, her face and hair wet with sweat. She opened her eyes and made a small smile. He knelt next to her and cradled her in his arms. She placed a hand on his face and wiped the tears from his eyes. " Our child is a girl, she has your eyes." "But she has the beauty of her mother." " John, name her after my mother, Nekaiulani (Ne-Kaye-oo-lah-nee) the beautiful one. "The we shall call Rebecca after my mother as well." " John, I love you, I always have. Thank you for the happiness you brought to my life, thank you for my child." John then buried his face in her hair and whispered," I love you, you are forever in my heart. No one but you and our daughter will ever have my heart." Pocahontas paced her arms around him." John, I have never told you but, I loved you from the moment I first saw you." John asked softly," stay with me."  He knew she could not, she was going to the other side, there she would wait for him. " I can not. But I will be waiting for you my love"  she answered, as she looked in to his eyes.   Placed on last kiss to John's lips. "  John one day others will know of our love, our child will tell our story and we will live on, our love will be our legacy. Remember I am with you forever." Pocahontas closed her eyes and in John's embrace went in to the world beyond. John stayed by her side until the doctor came back into the room with the maid. The maid held a small thing wrapped in a blue blanket. The doctor motioned him to come. When he reached them he could see his child. She was beautiful, her mother's look and hair, but with his soft blue eyes. The maid spoke," I am Anne and this is your daughter." Ann smiled, through tears and place the child in her father's arms. His daughter looked up at him and smiled, it was as if she could understand everything that had taken place.  Anne spoke, " Pocahontas, wished for her to be raised amongst her people and that I was to be a wet nurse for you. She said that you will help my family make a new start in the New World and have passage on your ship, I were to help." " Thank you so much for you help Anne and yes you will have everything you asked for. The doctor said he would take care of the burial. When Rolfe came back he would find out that his wife and child had died and been buried. The child came to early and still born and his wife died after birth from her sickness. John thanked the doctor and he, his child, Anne and her family left for the New World.
  On his ship, John held his daughter Rebecca Nekaiulani Smith in his arm. The wind from the sea caressed their skin blew the towards the New World. As he stood, he promised him self that one day when she was old enough he would tell her of their story and her legacy. It will be a story of a love that was undying and the many sacrifices that came about for that love. He will tell her that one must suffer and sacrifice all for love, in order to know the true nature of love, that it is continuous. To be loved and to love in return, so that love will continue is life's legacy and that their story of love, is her legacy and one day she must continue this legacy so other will the true nature of love.
 ** Narrator: Far away from the shores of the Old World, my father raised me. He started a his new life as my mother had wished, with in her village. My father never married and so was true that my parents love for each other was eternal. I learned the ways of my mother's people. The lesson I learned most came from my father, it was that love was continuous and the sacrifice for love can be great. But that love is worth that sacrifice, for it is the greatest gift any could give another, to love and be loved in returned. That is the true legacy of life, the passing on of love. The spirit of my parent's love lives on within me and I will pass that love on to my children, for it is our legacy.
 2. ( the same song(s) from the other ending will work) This brought some happiness to her within her pain. Pocahontas's pain got worse and it tore at John's heart. The doctor asked him to leave the room. Here he now sat, waiting, waiting for what ever should come to pass. The room was nearly silent now. Then he heard a cry, a strong wonderful cry, the cry of his child. The door slowly opened and Ludlow motioned for him to come in. Pocahontas lay with her eyes closed, her face and hair wet with sweat. She opened her eyes and made a small smile. He knelt next to her and cradled her in his arms. She placed a hand on his face and wiped the tears from his eyes. " Our child is a girl, she has your eyes." "But she has the beauty of her mother." " John, name her after my mother, Nekaiulani (Ne-Kaye-oo-lah-nee) the beautiful one. "The we shall call Rebecca after my mother as well." "John, I love you, I always have. Thank you for the happiness you brought to my life, thank you for my child." John then buried his face in her hair and whispered," I love you, you are forever in my heart. No one but you and our daughter will ever have my heart." Pocahontas paced her arms around him." John, I have never told you but, I loved you from the moment I first saw you. It is now your time for us to have a life together. I will leave with you." John's bright smile broke across his face. He leaned in and kissed the woman he loved. The doctor spoke." Pocahontas, you are well enough to leave and return home. The change in the weather should help your condition and you my live life normally again." Pocahontas gave the doctor a smile, "Thank you for your help." " No thanks child, just be happy and healthy." John then spoke, " we must leave now then my love. Then he questioned the doctor, but what about her husband." The doctor responded. " I will tell him that his wife and child were dead and that we buried them before he came back. We will make a mock grave. He will not question me as to it's truth. I will remind him it was he who kept you here and in sickness, his guilt will not allow him to question. leave children, Rolfe will not hinder you any more." John thanked the doctor. Pocahontas to John of Anne's help and he thanked her with a offer for her and her family to journey with them to the New World. They all left the house and started their journey to a new life. John stood proud holding his child and an arm around the woman he would make his wife. They watched the horizon of London disappear as they drifted to the New World.
 Narrator:  Far away from the shores of the Old World, my parents raised me. They started a new life by disappearing within my mothers village. My father married my mother in her people's traditional way. My mother thought me the ways of our people, my parents also thought me many other things.  The lessons of life I learned most came from my parents, it was that love was continuous and the sacrifice for love can be great. But that love is worth that sacrifice, for it is the greatest gift any could give another, to love and be loved in returned. That is the true legacy of life, the passing on of love. The spirit of my parent's love lives on within me and I will pass that love on to my children, for it is our legacy.
***I hope you have enjoyed my story. I am sorry if it is too sad, long ( trust me I didn't intend on it being the long) or mushy, but that is what the story was about, love. I am also sorry for the many mistakes or repetitiveness, this is my first story and there was no one to edit this story. If you have any comments or questions feel free to email me at babyb26@hotmail.com. If you do email me please put the title as * Fan-Fiction*, I tend to do a mass delete on things I don't recognize. Also if you have any stories please let me know were they are or send me a copy. Thank you for your time.
 

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