Chapter 4 A Brother in need.

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*Flowers of different vibrant colours move softly in place from the warm breeze, a small wooden chair rocks every now and again...Hosea is enjoying the warm sun.
Eyes closed a cold drink in his hand and nothing but, the memories of him and Bessie, to make him feel somewhat at home even with him being far from a place he calls home.*

"Hosea!"
Arthur says his voice rough, his boots being heard just as loud as his voice.
Hosea peaks an eye open as Arthur makes his way over.
"Boy..can't you see I'm enjoying my happy place."
Hosea says reluctant to open his eyes fully.

"Hosea this is important!"
Arthur says, his tone slightly frustrated, then he blocks Hosea sunlight making Hosea open his eyes fully.
"Well?"
Hosea says now giving Arthur his full attention.

"Hosea is John."
Arthur says and Hosea straightens up.
"John what about him?"
Hosea says his tone striking a nervous switch.

"He's in trouble...he sent me a letter, Hosea it's the Pinkerton's they've caught up to him, Hosea I've got to go back...I've got to help him."
Arthur says pacing back and forth.
"I? As in you alone? Not a chance."
Hosea says getting up.

"Hosea-"
Arthur says being cut off.
"Don't you dare test me boy! I raised you I raised John...you're not fighting this alone...let alone if you go back there...you'll most likely be killed on sight."
Hosea says tone sharp.
"But you-"
Arthur says being cut off again.
"I'm fine! Arthur!"
Hosea says firmly leaving no room for argument.
As Hosea begins to walk to his home he stops and turns round to face Arthur, who's stood on the lower patio.
"What of Y/N and little Sophie?"
Hosea says and Arthur sighs hanging his head low as he kicks a bit of dirt.

"Oh no! No no no no no! Arthur! She's just a kid!"
Hosea says.
"I can handle-"
Arthur says being cut off again.
"What if you're not there!!! What then?!"
Hosea says raising his voice.
"Y/N will be with her...she's ruthless, Hosea you know that and neither of them will be anywhere near the fight...they'll be at the house with Abigail and Jack....i'd never bring them into the fight not ever!"
Arthur says looking up determined.
"What of Dutch? If he hears that Y/N-"
Hosea says and Arthur snaps back strong.
"He WONT get near her! I won't let that happen!"
Arthur says with power.
"You don't know that! You might not be there Arthur, you can't be everywhere."
Hosea says.
"I know that Hosea but, the moment we get off the Boat, we'll keep track of him and if I hear he's even three towns near to Y/N, I'll head straight back here won't get to Her... or Sophia."
Arthur says firmly.
He loved his family, his wife and child...he loved them so dearly...he's been through too much to loose them.
Hosea sighs...
"You're a fool for bringing them...there to-"
Then Hosea gets cut off.
"Oh just like you're a fool huh? Don't think I don't hear you coughing Hosea...or seeing the way you loom over the side trying to catch your breath."
Arthur says now this time with a sharp tone.
"I'm fine Arthur."
"Are you though? Hosea? Are you well? Are you fine?"
Arthur says firmly.
"Watch it boy! I'm fine! And I'm coming end of story! Now...what of the others because, you know damn well we can't do this with three gunmen.."
Hosea replies.
"John knows where Sadie is and Charles...I can get in contact with Lenny and-"
Arthur says
"And even if Lenny could help us, that's me, you, John, Sadie, Charles and Lenny...that's not enough Arthur."
Hosea says.

"Well there is Sean but, I don't know where that boy is."
Arthur says and Hosea sighs.
"Well there is one more."
To that Arthur looks back up at Hosea as if to question who he means.
"Javier."
Hosea says and Arthur sighs.
Hosea looks out to his view from his patio, as if he is questioning what he just said, Arthur walks up to Hosea's patio front and stands next to him, looking out at the same view leaning on the pillar, with one arm.

Both are silent for a moment till Hosea breaks the silence.
"A lot has changed Arthur...back then we all picked a side but...from what we know in the papers, Javier, Bill, Dutch. They aren't all together anymore. Something must have happened."
Hosea says.
Arthur sighs
"But Hosea what if we can't trust him....its far too risky."
Arthur says as he adjusts his hat.
"He was once your brother before Arthur...when we get to West Elizabeth let's at least figure out, what went down when we left...At least that way we know how to tackle this, or at least know what we are walking into....for now though...we best get packing...what are you going to tell little Sophia?"
Hosea asks.
"Ughhh...I don't know...I'll tell her we are going to see Uncle John...say he needs some help, that we won't be long and be right back...we will be back...I'm not going to waste everything I've built here...not waste it for her or Y/N....this is the future I want for them...not gunslinging or....runnings with the law....this is the final thing Hosea."
Arthur says now looking at Hosea.
"This is it...you sure as hell know I wouldn't be doing this for anyone else...I wouldn't be risking this...this life if it wasn't anyone else but John....we gotta help him....this is it...then we come back.....and leave it behind....this will be the end."
Arthur says his tone Firm and strong he means every god damn word and Hosea nods.

"So first thing tomorrow we catch the ferry?"
Hosea says.
Arthur nods.
"Well...I'll get packing."
Hosea says and turns to leave.

"Hosea."
Arthur says making Hosea stop and look at him.
"Thank you."
Arthur says and Arthur and Hosea give each other a look, Hosea places his hand on Arthur's shoulder.
"You're Both my Boys...Arthur My boys...if you're gonna do something like this you're not doing it alone."
Hosea says and walks into the house.

Arthur watches him walk inside then turns back to the view, a view he knows he won't see for a while and he soaks it all in for a moment...holding this moment for just a second, to remember it for later.
When Arthur looks over he sees his Wife bringing in the washing and she smiles just briefly, taking in her features...memorising everything that makes her perfect for him...

This will be the end...just this then they can come back...come back to their home they created.

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