A/N Well this is it!! The last chapter! *tears* I had a lots of fun making this and I hope you all enjoyed it. I would like to thank everyone who reviewed. I always looked forward to what you guys had to say and it gave me encouragement. And a BIG thank you to damsel-in-stress for helping me out with numerous chapters! I don't know where this story would be if she hadn't helped and corrected all my mistakes! :) Thank you again! And now I hope you all enjoy the conclusion!! :)
With the help of a very strong butler, Christa and Isabella carried James's now unconscious form up to his bed.
Isabella turned to Christa. "Go and get a doctor, and I'll go get Lord Beckett." Isabella turned to go, but Christa stopped her.
"Why do we need him here?" she asked, she had no love for the man, especially after what James used to tell her.
"Well, he'll be glad that his Admiral is still alive," said Isabella.
Christa was about to say something, then stopped herself. "Okay, go then, and I will get the doctor."
Isabella nodded and was off out of the door, practically running towards the Navy base.
Cutler stood up and collected the papers he had been writing on. Today had been a rough day, and he just wanted to go home and rest.
He stepped out of the Navy base and had to shield his eyes briefly at the piercing light of the sun.
"Cutler! Lord Beckett!"
He heard his name being shouted. He turned and almost was knocked over by Isabella. He dropped his papers and held unto her while she caught her breath.
"What's the matter, Isabella?" He held her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes.
Isabella smiled. "Nothing is wrong, Cutler, nothing at all!"
Cutler was confused by her happiness. Just yesterday she could barely walk because of the grief she had.
"Then what is it?" His hands slid from her shoulders reluctantly.
"It's James!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. "He's alive!"
"What?" Now he was even more confused.
"Come, I will show you to him." She grabbed his hand and began tugging him along.
His heart jerked at her touch, and he eagerly followed her.
She didn't let go of his hand until they stepped into James's room. The doctor stood up straight from his position leaning over James.
Isabella rushed up to him. "How is he, Doctor?"
"He's going to live, just a little dehydrated and sunburned. But you best be keeping on eye on his shoulder wound. I gave you some medicine to stop infection, but watch it nevertheless."
Isabella smiled, and she hugged the doctor. "Oh, thank you so much."
The doctor chuckled and said, "I shall come back in a couple days to check up on his progress, but I know I can leave him in your capable hands Miss Dobbs." He exited the room.
"Oh, Cutler, he's going to be alright!" She had tears in her eyes, tears of happiness. She rushed and gave him a hug. Something he wasn't suspecting. It was brief, by he had liked it nonetheless.
He smiled at her happiness, but felt a deep sadness growing in his heart.
Once James got better he was going to have Isabella all to himself. Not that he had much hope in ever getting her, she had even seemed to resent him, but she had planted herself in his icy heart, and over time she had caused it to melt. And now he was going to lose her. But at least she would be happy.
"How is she doing?" Cutler jerked when he heard someone ask. He looked up from the floor into the face of Cecil. He was sitting outside of James's room.
"She's doing great. She's in there with James now."
Cecil's eyes widened. "James? He's alive?"
"Yes, I take it you haven't heard the news then?" Cutler laughed. "I'm surprised, I thought she would get you before she would even think about getting...me." The last word was almost inaudible.
"So is she in there by herself?" Cecil took a seat across from him.
"Yes, she's waiting for James to wake up. She wants to be the first person he sees, but she'll come and get us when he does."
"I'm glad he's alive then, I was so afraid for Isabella. I thought she was going to waste away to nothing."
"I'm glad she didn't, I don't know what I would have done..." he trailed off.
"You love her," Cecil said abruptly.
Cutler's head jerked up. "What?!"
Cecil looked away and continued, "I can see the way you look at her."
"Is it that obvious?" he asked, giving in to her accusation.
"I only figured it out, because James looked at her the same way."
Isabella kneeled at the side of James bed, head in her arms. She was resting, it had been a long day.
James sighed and cracked his eyes opened. It took awhile for his eyes to focus. He turned to his side to get more comfortable. He came face to face with Isabella.
"James!" she exclaimed, and she reached and touched his cheek. "You're up, I'm so glad."
"How long have you been there?" he asked her, and struggled to sit up.
"No, no, lay back down. The doctor said you need to rest some more before doing that." Isabella stood and gently pushed him back down, careful to avoid his shoulder wound.
"But it feels like I've been sleeping for hours," he complained, but laid back down.
"You have," Isabella stated.
"Then can't I at least sit up? Please, Isabella, I need to stretch some," James pleaded with her, a teasing twinkle in his eye.
Isabella finally gave in. "Fine."
James smiled and sat up, now with no difficulty. Then he coughed, a raking cough.
"Are you ok?" Isabella grew worried again.
He said something so she couldn't hear. She leaned closer until there faces were inches apart. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer and kissed her.
When they pulled apart, Isabella was shocked and James was smiling.
"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that."
"Uh-hmm." A voice came from the doorway.
There stood Cutler Beckett. He had seen the whole thing, and he looked uneasy about it too. Isabella blushed a deep red, and James wondered why he was there.
"I heard voiced and I thought he was up," he walked to the side of the bed, and looked at her, eyes full of sadness, then he looked at James a smile on his face. "So how are you feeling, old friend?"
Isabella was forced to leave by Christa.
"Honey, you need sleep. It's my turn to take care of him." Christa shooed her out of the room.
She was reluctant to leave him, but she needed the rest. She would come back early the next day. She didn't want to be away from him long.
Isabella walked into his room the next day to find him standing by the window. She rushed to his side.
"You're not supposed to be up!" she exclaimed.
"I needed to get up and move my limbs. I hate lying in bed." He turned back to the window. "Isn't it beautiful?" He was talking about the view he had of the ocean.
Isabella smiled at the change of subject, and went along with it. "Yes, it is." She leaned her head on his shoulder. The unhurt one.
James looked down and found that she was wearing the ring he was going to give her.
"I see you read that letter," he said and his face grew red in embarrassment.
She turned to him. "It was very beautiful, James."
"Really?" He seemed to think for a moment, then he grabbed her hand and kneeled on one knee and said, "Isabella, I love you. And I would be the happiest man alive if you agree to be my wife."
Tears came to her eyes, and her hand was pressed at her throat. "Yes, James, yes I will!"
James smiled and stood and grabbed her in his arms and kissed her.
"Lord Beckett, sir, this came for you," said a soldier, and in his hand he had a piece of paper.
Cutler took it and thanked the man.
He looked at it and found it looked like an invitation. Well it had to be, the paper was pink and smelled of roses. He smiled, Isabella smelled like roses.
He only knew one thing this could be and he was saddened by it.
He opened it, it read:
Lord Beckett you are cordially invited to the wedding of a Miss Isabella Dobbs and Admiral James Norrington.
Isabella was getting married, and he was going to lose her forever.
A/N There is going to be a sequel!! The name is going to be Life a Pirate and it's going to include Isabella, James, Cutler Beckett, Cecil, and some other characters we know and love!! So tune in to the first chapter which will be coming out very soon!!