We Actually Meant To Go To Sea

So here goes, chapter 2! Quite short :/ I apologise for anything that you find wrong. Feel free to review away with the good, bad and the ugly. Just try not to break my heart and crush my soul... like a grape. (tangled reference :D )

John grabbed a blanket.

Nancy stood there, still in shock.

He moved back towards the hatch.

She couldn't bring herself to move.

He paused for a second trying to get his head around it all.

Her mind was racing with thousands of thoughts swirling inside her brain, but she couldn't focus them to make any sort of sense.

What would they do now?

Would it be awkward?

What did it mean?

How had this happened?

Did he like it?

Did she like it?

John sighed and started to climb the ladder.

Nancy sighed and took a step towards the hatch.

John remerged just as Nancy reached the hatch.

"Hi." She said.

"Hi." He said.

There was a moment's silence.

"Maybe we should…" Nancy faltered.

Trusting himself, John took a step towards Nancy. She stopped talking and blushed. He took another step until he was stood practically in front of her. He looked at her, leant in and kissed her cheek then moved back again. He tilted his head asking if she was alright. She smiled telling him that she was. Then nodded her head, attempting defiance, to try and regain her composure.

There was another moment of stillness.

"Oh billydogs!" Nancy suddenly exclaimed, seeming to have pulled herself together.

John barely had time to register this sentiment before he felt her against him. She grabbed his head and pushed her lips against his, pretty forcefully. He dropped the blanket he had been clutching in surprise. The effect, however, was not unpleasant as one might expect it to be, but, instead, rather satisfying. He immediately responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and nearly lifting her clear off the ground. This kiss was everything that the last one hadn't been; here there was fire and passion where previously there had been sweetness and gentility.

John spun them and slammed her against the cabin wall. She let out this whimper that was altogether too much for John. Taking her hands, he trapped them above her head while desperately kissing her as though their very lives depended on it. Almost immediately, however, she managed to free her hands and tangle them in his hair. He pulled her up against him and lifted her off the ground. She slid her legs around his waist and he pressed them once again up against the wall.

This was how the worked best; it was the way they had always worked, and would always work. One would act and the other would respond. It was simple and easy; no need for stupid complications. They didn't need any such trivialities, they understood each other and that was all they needed.

Eventually they came to a rest. Nancy was still leaned up against the cabin wall and John was towering in front of her, trapping her in. Their hair was ruffled, their eyes were bright. Their clothes had a deliciously crumpled look to them and they were breathing heavily. John looked at her and tilted his head. Alright? he was asking. She looked him dead in the eye and leant forward to kiss him again leaving them both with dazzling grins on their faces. Act and response. Give and take. Push and pull. Simple. Easy. Perfect.

The next morning, the rest of the crew came up on deck to find the Captains curled up together at the tiller. John was propped up against the edge of the boat and Nancy was practically snuggled into his chest. He had his arm around her waist and she was clutching his other hand. The blanket was thrown over the whole package securing them in.

Susan was the first to arrive above deck and find the pair in this position. She guessed she wasn't surprised after the events she had stumbled upon last night. However, she was almost immediately followed by Peggy and Titty who were both so shocked they didn't even make a sound. Roger came last and the minute his eyes set upon the scene he almost fell back down the hatch. Instead, he let out a rather audible gasp which had the rest of the crew shushing like mad lest they wake the sleeping couple.

Quietly they all snuck back down the ladder although didn't exactly try and keep the noise levels down. A few minutes later, the rather bedraggled looking pair appeared at the hatch. Their hands were clasped tightly together. The crew looked at them and they looked at the crew. There was a moment of silence and then Roger, unable to contain his excitement any further, started singing;

"John and Nancy, sitting in a tree…" Titty gleefully joined in. "K I S S…" Susan and Peggy shared glances before laughing and finishing it with them. "I N G!" The couple blushed but the singing didn't stop there.

"John and Nancy…" it went again. And again. And again. Until they finally managed to regain some control over Roger and shut him up so the pair could talk. Or at least they tried. But they found there wasn't really anything to say; they had accidentally fallen in love without them realising, now they had and they were, they guessed, together. Titty here had interjected with all of the overly romanticized stereotypes about how they had declared their undying devotion under the stars but Nancy had shut her up with a glare and a statement of if she was ever caught declaring anything then she would eat her own hat. John just grinned at her, slipping his arm around her waist and stealing a kiss. Roger ewed and Nancy stuck her tongue out at him. And as the crew set about readying themselves for the day ahead, laughing all the way, they realised that nothing had really changed.

So there you have it; my first swallows and amazons fanfic completed! Sorry that second chapter was a wee bit short. I have a good few pages of John and Nancy ideas so if you like the idea of that or enjoy just reading the general Swallows and Amazons thing then I hope to get some more stuff up soon. But for now, I would like to apologise for any mistakes and for the OOC and mistakes. I would really appreciate any sort of feedback, a favourite, or, if you're feeling really fabulous, a review, just to know that it's not absolutely appalling. Also, politeness is always appreciated. Plus, I would like to mention again that this whole thing is dedicated to Giraffes4Ever for her fabulosity. Thankyou darlings. Outro.