After another week of jumping from train to train we had finally made it home and were welcomed back by everyone well...mainly Sara and I were welcomed back, Micah on the other hand..not so much. Obviously Abigail was worried about what happened so she pulled me towards her tent and forced me to sit down. I explained to her what had happened and the expression on her face was honestly hilarious.
"So you're telling me that Micah's brother tried to kill y'all?"
"Yeah that's exactly what I said"
Abigail went silent before speaking up once more. "I can't even believe why someone is would be that insane"
"I mean it was Micah's brother so there's got to be something mentally wrong with that man" I chuckled.
"No doubt about it" Abigail snickered.
From behind I heard familiar footsteps.
"Stop gossip-in bout my insane brother" Micah chuckled.
"Oh psh, i was just informing Abigail about our travels dear" I gave a large smile to make him have less of an attitude.
"Whatever..i need to speak with you both" Micah then said.
"Oh..okay, what is it?"
"In..private, preferably inside the house" he grumbled.
I glanced over at Abigail in confusion as she shrugged her shoulders and got up. I followed after her as Micah walked towards the house. Upon entry I saw Hosea, Dutch and Arthur around the large table with a map a-top it.
"Ah, your here" Dutch said straightening his posture.
"What's going on Dutch?" I asked.
"We're going to be robbing the bank in Saint Denis" Dutch said in confidence.
"...you sure that's a good idea?" Abigail said.
"Miss Roberts..have some faith in me, can you do that?" Dutch scoffed.
"Anyways...we will be riding in with us, bill, Lenny, Javier, john and Charles" Hosea began. "Abigail and I will ride ahead in a coach full of dynamite and bring it to this building here" he said pointing at a building just a block away from the bank. "That is so the law will focus on the explosion so you'll have enough time to go in, rob the place and get out with without being seen"
"And what if that doesn't work" Arthur spoke with little confidence in this job.
"..then....then we fight our way through and get the hell out of there" Dutch staggered.
Arthur hummed rolling his eyes.
"Morgan have some faith in old dutchy, we'll be fine" Micah said in a sarcastic tone.
I wasn't sure this was going to work either, I knew if Arthur wasn't confident about this, than something was going to happen and it wouldn't be good.
"So when are we leaving?" I asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon" Hosea said. "So you all should get plenty of rest"
I nodded before heading out of the room towards the stairs to see dutch hurry up them towards his room.
"Baby wait" I heard Arthur's voice call out. I turned to face him.
"I don't want you going" he sighed.
"But..Arthur.."
"No. I don't want you getting hurt"
"But i want to go"
"No, I don't want to lose you kid, we've already lost to many people. Stay here and watch over the camp"
"No! Arthur, I want to go It's been so long since I've went out on a job, I just want one last big robbery...Micah promised I could come"
Arthur growled. "I don't care what Micah says, this job isn't gonna go well, so you'll stay here and wait for us to get back"
I clenched my jaw before turning around and storming up the stairs as Arthur followed after me.
"Do you understand?" He shouted,
I ignored him and went into Dutch's room where I slammed the doors on his face.
"Vanessa open the door"
"Leave me alone Arthur!" I shouted.
It went silent before I heard a voice behind me.
"Don't listen to him" Dutch said.
I turned around to look at the man who was leant against the door frame of the balcony.
"But..what if he's right" I sighed.
"Maybe he is, but he can't tell you what to do..so, I am pushing you to go" dutch said as he walked towards me. "I want you to go because well, I've missed our little sharp shooter"
I smiled. "Thanks Dutch"
"Now, go to your husband..he's been bugging me all day, I think he needs some attention"
"Oh please I've been stuck with him for two weeks, he will be fine" I giggled.
"Well, go find something to do the , I'm sure Grimshaw's got something for you to do"
"Nope- I'd rather go see Micah than help Grimshaw"
Dutch chuckled waving me off as I snickered leaving his room. But as I turned towards the stairs I bumped into Arthur who was leaning against the wall.
I scoffed. "Arthur!"
"You're not going" he grumbled once more.
"Leave me alone!" I shoved him out of the way and headed down the stairs in which he followed me. I pushed the front doors open and headed around the house with Arthur quickly on my tail. I grumbled heading towards my tent when Micah saw from a far what was happening.
"Hey cowpoke" Micah said stopping Arthur in his tracks.
"Micah.." he grumbled.
"What're you doing followin my wife like a lost puppy dog"
"Well I'm tryin to stop her from goin on the job tomorrow but a little birdie told me that you said she could go"
"And? What about it, she wanted to go, so she'll go"
"But it ain't safe, especially with a plan like that, people are gonna die, I know they will"
"Aw well, Arthur of corse folk are gonna die, that's just part of the job but...i guess your just too scared"
"No, I'm just worried for her safety, even Abigails safety"
"Hm, sure cowpoke, of corse....just maybe be less creepy about it" Micah snickered grabbing onto my hand pulling me towards our tent.
"Micah..what if he's right"
"Nonsense, it'll be fine...besides it don't matter if folk die out there, we will at-least have money to get out of here"
I sat down on the cot with millions of thoughts running through my mind. I was now worried.
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This chapter is short, I know 🥲
I couldn't think of where it was going BUT next chapter, it'll be longer and..well, Vanessa should of listened to Arthur..😅
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Fanfic"She was a mother. A sister. An aunt. A friend and a wife." Vanessa Levine or other known as "baby" was a strong independent mother with a history that only few knew. What had shocked most was that past self had came back at her most venerable state...
