|Off to England
Author: fiction-is-my-addiction PM
After the movie, Drover and Sarah are engaged to be married. When Nullah returns home and Sarah recieves a leter they must all take a trip to England.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,716 - Reviews: 28 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 30 - Updated: 03-15-09 - Published: 03-10-09 - id: 4915612
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Disclaimer- I do not own Australia or any of it's characters.
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"Thanks Annie, I'll be right there," I said.
"How about we ride this beauty later, Nullah?" Drover asked indicating to the Capricornia.
"Okay, Drover, we go inside with Mrs. Boss, now?"
"Yeah," Drover responded.
"Okay, boys, let's go then," I said calling them
"Comin' love," Drover wrapped his arm around me and Nullah walked in front of us, back to the house.
"Hi Annie," I said as we exited the stables.
"Hello, what were you doing in the stables," Annie asked.
"Oh, I was just showing Nullah and Drover the Capricornia. We've actually been mating the Australian bred horse Bush Brumbies, with Capricornias, back in Australia."
"Oh," Annie said, I could tell she was only feigning interest, but horses were never her thing.
"So mother's awake," I said breaking an awkward silence.
"Yes, it's the same room down there," she said, as we entered the house, she pointed down the hallway and then turned away and left. We walked down the hallway and Drover and Nullah decided to sit in the chairs that were outside my mother's room, so I could see my mother alone first.
"Good luck love," Drover said as I entered the room.
"Hello, mother," I said as I walked across the room.
"Sarah? Oh, Sarah, I didn't know you had come," my mother said happily and I leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"Yeah, I came as soon as I heard," I told her, "So, how are you feeling?'
"Better, but I'm still not that great."
"Well, that's good."
"So tell me about Australia! Oh, I was so worried when I heard Darwin had been bombed." As she said that, I felt the events during the bomb flash before my eyes. If I had lost … Nullah or…. Drover, I don't know what I would have done. Those were some of the hours of my life.
"Sarah!" my mom exclaimed shaking me pulling me out of my memories.
"Oh, sorry. That was just… a really hard time."
"Okay, we won't talk about it. How about what you've been doing in Australia."
"Well, I own a cattle farm. It's so beautiful out there. I just love it out there. It's hard work but it's worth it. Especially since Drover and Nullah are there."
"Drover and Nullah? Who are they?" my mother asked causing me to blush a little.
"Oh, Drover is my fiancée and Nullah is like our adoptive son."
"Fiancée? I didn't know you were seeing someone. Tell me more about him?"
"Well, he is from Australia and he runs the cattle ranch in the wet season. He droves the cattle in the dry. I went droving with him once. Around the time I arrived in Australia we had to round up all the cows and take them into town. It was the hardest physical thing I've ever done, but it was so beautiful out there and so relaxing."
"I'm glad you are so happy my dear. Your face lights up when you talk about this man. So, when do I get to meet him?"
"Well, he and Nullah are seated right outside the door."
"Oh, for heaven's sake, bring them in."
"Alright mother," I said smiling and walked briskly across the room and walked into the hallway.
"Hey, love, how's your mother?" Drover asked.
"She's doing good. But, she would like to meet the two of you," I told him.
"Really, Mrs Boss?"
"Yep," I said popping the 'p.'
"Come on Drover, it can't be worse than droving the never-never. Trust me. She'll love you both," I told him encouragingly. I then grabbed both their hands and brought them into the room.
"Mom, this is Drover," I told her as we arrived at her bed side.
"Nice ta' meet ya', Mrs. Taylor," Drover spoke up.
"And this is Nullah," I said.
"Hello, Mrs. Taylor!" Nullah exclaimed. I could tell my mother was slightly shocked by my two boys. But, the truth is, it doesn't really matter to me.
"Hello," my mother replied. "Why don't you three pull up a chair?"
"Alright," Drover replied. We all sat down in chairs but I never let go of Drover's hand.
"So, Drover, tell me about yourself," my mother said to him.
"Well, umm…. I was born in Australia. I started working at a young age. I love the outback. Until Sarah came in to my life I lived out of my sattle bag, going from drove to drove."
"Do you still drover a lot?" my mother questioned.
"Not as much, it's too hard to be a way from Sarah, especially after I almost lost her in the bombing. Those were some of the hardest hours of my life when I thought she was dead and I didn't know whether or not Nullah was alive."
"Yeah, Drover, came an rescued me and all the other kids from mission island. He had to swim some of the little guys like turtles. When we got back to shore Mrs. Boss was alive. I was so glad, I could say her name. I sang her to me," Nullah added.
"What do you mean?" mother asked.
"Well, you see, mom, Nullah had been taken away to an island since he is half and half; half white and half black. The island was the first place bombed and no one thought they could get out there," I struggled for a moment as the memories flashed back at me, "Drover got a boat and went to mission island, he was able to bring back all the children. Oh, and in aboriginal culture you can't say someone's name after they die."
"Wow," my mother sighs, "That was a very brave thing for you to do Drover. It must have taken a lot of courage and strength."
"Mrs. Taylor, I only did what I had to. I had to save the ones I loved," he told her with his voice full of emotion.
"Well, Drover, you sound like a truly respectable man."
When she said that I could see the pride in his face. I don't think anyone has called him respectable before. I think him, so, but I don't think anyone has said it to him quite like that. His face looked exuberant with relief and full of pride. It meant more to him than to me that my mother accept him. That's one of the many things I love about him. He wants to be an honorable man and even when I may not fully care if my mother accepts him, he knows that it means a great deal to me and so he works hard at it. The ultimate truth is that he is the most honorable man I know. Through his courage, his spirit, his belief in equality, and his love. He is truly my hero.
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