I Am Not Yours

The First Time

A/N: Sorry I've been so M.I.A guys. Life has gotten pretty crazy for me and I've been extremely stressed out. But I promise to finish this fic. I've got all the chapters finished besides the last one. I just gotta proofread and make sure I am happy with them first before I post. Thank you for your patience and for sticking around. It really means a lot to me.

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August 1916

Abigail told Henry everything and asked him for help and advice. Once he knew the full story and how many kids were involved, he explained to Abigail, that as mayor, she had the power to grant all the kids what is known as a "Pardon" and this would be sealed from their long term records considering their ages. The couple nineteen year olds that were involved might not be so lucky, but they could still be granted "Pardons" as well. Abigail was relieved and Henry immediately helped her file the paperwork needed.

Once the teens had all been released back to their parents, whom were incredibly grateful to Abigail, things went back to relatively being normal, aside from the saloon still dealing with the Prohibition and Lucas doing what he could to find his way around it to reopen. It didn't take long (less than 48 hours to be exact) before he did open and served other drinks, nonalcoholic for now. But it didn't take a genius to figure out that Lucas was planning something.

Though other things went back to normal, Abigail could not say that her relationship with Becky had. They hardly spoke to each other and when they did, it was only to engage in conversation around Cody so he would not feel something was off between them. He and Abigail even began to notice that Becky would call her "Mother" while she was upset. Cody thought it silly for them to pretend, considering he already knew from the other kids in town exactly what had happened with all the older kids and that his big sister was involved. It was easy for him to realize that his mother was not happy about it.

One morning at breakfast, after two days of him trying to come up with a way to bring it up, he finally gained the courage to do so.

"Mom? How long are you going to be angry with Becky?" He finally broke an awkward silence.

"I am not angry with her, sweetheart. I am just disappointed." Abigail admitted as she poured herself a glass of orange juice. Her eyes looked across the table at her daughter who looked at her guiltily.

"Alright. How long are you going to be disappointed in her?" Cody corrected himself. "It's been two days and she apologized. She knows what she did was wrong. Don't you, Becky?"

"It was illegal. But I don't understand how it was wrong." Becky said. "We didn't hurt anybody and we were just trying to have some fun."

"Can't you have fun WITHOUT alcohol?" Cody wondered if this was the only way adults could enjoy themselves and he found himself wishing he would never grow up....like Peter Pan.

"Of course you can." Abigail's reply instantly countered Cody's suspicions.

"Then why do people drink?" Her son asked.

"Because it is fun." Becky answered before Abigail could. "It makes you feel silly like a little kid and grown up like an adult all at the same time."

"It can also hinder your judgment." Abigail warned them. "Yes, drinking CAN be fun. As long as it is done responsibly and with someone around who can keep everyone safe."

"Like someone who is not drinking?" Cody wondered.

"Yes, exactly." Abigail replied. "You both know that I grew up with only brothers." Her children both nodded. "You also must know that your Uncle Garret did something similar to Rebecca when he was 14 and one of his close friends drowned in the river when they all decided to go swimming."