No Time To Die- ARTHURMORGAN x O/C

part 32- Banking, The Old American Art

                     "Gentleman," Arthur walks into the room where Dutch and Hosea go over the plan to rob a bank in Saint Denis, Arthur sees Claudia perch up against the wall sitting near the window, "Claudia."
"Morgan" Claudia replies back tipping the edge of her white hat, her dark black hair platted on one side.
"Look, the bank.. Karen, Tilly, Abigail, I sent them all. They all said the same thing, there's no more than one armed guard, and the police. It's a city there are police, but as far as we can tell the patrols will all be going this way when Abigail and I cause the diversion and that's the opportunity." Hosea explains pointing to the map. Claudia takes out a cigarette, lighting it. Not bothered by what they are saying.
"What do you think, Arthur?" Dutch asks looking up to the man standing by the side of him.
Arthur sighs, "Well, I don't see we have a lot of choice. We linger around here we know we're dead."
"But the plan?"
"We got a decent bunch, we know how to fight. Those city cops, they don't seem so tough. As long as we move fast, I reckon doing it in the day, with a distraction. If that's what Hosea is saying? It's a good plan as any."
"I think I agree. What about you Claud?" Dutch turns his head to his daughter, she takes a drag of the cigarette in her hand.
"I don't really care what we do, as long as we don't get killed" She shrugs, stilling staring out of the window, watching the world go by.
"Can you at least put some effort into this planning, we need everyone's heads straight for this" Dutch says resting his hand on his temple. Claudia ignores him resting her head back on the wall, a grin raising on her face.
"Anyway, if we do it at night, there's the drama of getting into the bank. Can't do that silently, they'll pick us off far easier" Hosea mentions pointing towards the map on the table.
"I know I'm... I'm just making sure" Dutch stutters raising his hands.
"Every plan is a good plan if we execute it properly. Every problem we had was because we did not.. execute.. properly. Even in Blackwater from my understanding" Hosea argues back his voice getting stern.
"You're right," Dutch says standing from his seat, "let's rob this bastard, everyone gets some rest. We ride out in the morning."
Hosea and Dutch leave to get ready for tomorrow evening. Arthur stays his gaze drifting towards Claudia, her eyes wander to his. He walks over to her, stretching his hand out to her. She rolls her eyes placing her hand in his, she gets up using him as support.
Arthur turns his head side to side, looking if anyone is around, "If anything happens tomorrow, I just wanted to say that I love you," Claudia's eyes glistens at the thought, her mouth opens to say something but she doesn't, "just promise me that if it's get nasty, just run away."
"Arthur don't be like that... nothing will happen" She mumbles in a soft tone, her voice going quiet.
"Promise me though, I can't let anything bad happen to you," Arthur insists his voice getting stern. Claudia nods, tears welding in her eyes. She didn't think about the ways tomorrow's job could end. The thought of losing Arthur makes her stomach churn, when first joining the gang he was the only friend she had, "come on let's get some rest."
Arthur keeps his grip tight, her hands never leaving his. They go up the stairs leading to his room, the light of the sun setting seeping through the cracks of the walls. As they enter his room, he takes his coat of placing it over his chest, as well as his boots, hat. Claudia does the same, getting comfortable.
"Don't be shy" Arthur mutters as he unbuttons his shirt, making Claudia smile. He makes his way to his bed with no clothes on, he looks up to see Claudia pulling her trousers down leaving her clothes across the floor. He opens his arms letting her crawl into the bed, pulling the sheet over them. The warmth off his body, heating her up. Arthur wraps his arms around her, planting a kiss on her neck.
"Arthur, be honest with me," Claudia pauses turning over, their faces inches away from each other, "do you think the anything will go wrong tomorrow?"
"Anything could happen, but if it does go bad then run. Run as far as way as possible, where no one can get you"
"What about you?" She says, the smile on her face from before disappearing.
"I will find you, like I always do"
                 Claudia's eyes flutter open, the sound of Arthur snoring behind her. She is surprised that she fallen asleep, the only times she can sleep is when she has been drinking. Claudia lies in his bed, feeling his chest go up and down. Today is the day that the gang would rob the bank, she slips out of the bed and starts to get changed into the clothes she left on the floor. The cold floor touching her feet as she tries to balance, putting one leg into her trousers. "Arthur, you need to get up. We are leaving in 20 minutes."
Arthur stirs, groaning opening his eyes. He smiles seeing her, "come on just 5 more minutes."
"No! You need to get a move on!," Claudia throws his clothes at him, "here's some smart clothes, get dressed!"
"Yes ma'am" Arthur teasingly says picking up the white shirt off his bed.