Miss Orléans / Arthur Morgan x OC

8: With You

It seemed like forever since Arthur slept on a real and comfortable bed and yet he woke up in a grouchy mood. After his failed attempt to talk with Elizabeth, he retired to his room that Miss. Grimshaw assigned him to. Sleep didn't come easy to the Outlaw as the memory of Elizabeth looking so distraught at the news that Rosie could have died shook him to the core. Luckily he was lucky this time, because if Rosie did die, Arthur would have beaten hismelf to his own grave.

Deciding to get up, Arthur was greeted with not cold air but warm, which he figured was from the fire. Stretching his muscles slowly, he tried to figure himself out and what he wanted to do.

Loyalty is the only thing he knew, and his loyalty laid with Dutch. Yet, why was it wavering now?

Exiting his room, he silently walked over down to the first floor and into the spacious main area where most of the gang was except a few. They were scattered about and the kitchen area was Pearson and Thomas cooking up a meal, and from the looks of it, it wasn't stew.

The ladies were sitting on the couches, glad to not have Miss. Grimshaw breathing down their neck for once as the said women was talking to another women he never seen before. Probably one of the workers at the mansion.

Dutch and Hosea was off to the side, whispering to one another, probably about their next course of actions.

Walking over to the counter of the kitchen where Charles and Lenny where, they greeted each other good morning. Much to Arthur's displeasure, they began to questions him almost immediately.

"So, Elizabeth..." Charles stated, testing the water, "she's a good shot from what I can tell from last night."

Timothy came by and placed a cup of coffee in front of him, which he thanked the man, "one of the best shooters when she was still riding with us. Better then me and Dutch."

"That's a big claim, should take her out hunting if she had the time."

"Don't know if she hunts anymore, she fishes though."

Lenny joined in the conversation, "So, you had a past with her or something?" The young fool didn't know the right time when to ask questions, luckily Arthur didn't mind the question.

Rubbing his chin, Arthur slowly nodded, but the boys couldn't ask anymore questions before several footsteps began to approach the main area. The twins came running in, with big smiles plastered on their faces as they were dressed for the day. They minded their manners and greeted everyone before making their way to the kitchen where Timothy was.

"What did I tell you two about running?" Their mother came into view next, dressed as well. She wore a sky blue button up blouse which was tucked into a long, dark navy blue skirt. Long dark hair was tied into a neat ponytail and her green eyes went well with the color scheme, the kids were matching her color wise as well.

Liliana was walking next to her, with the same attire she wore last night and seemed much more sociable as she walked over to where the kids where. She ruffled James hair before she playfully scolded them, "little Rascals! I should feed you to the alligators!"

Rosie could only scream in happiness when she ran over to Thomas for protection, "James run away, she'll feed you to the mean alligators!"

"Rosie, runnings the reason why she's gonna do that," James reasoned while he fixed his hair after the mess of which Liliana caused. Walking to Thomas and his sister he checked if there was food go eat.

"Just in a little bit, food will be ready young man," Thomas was busy with frying what seemed like to be eggs on the pan as he turned around to greet Elizabeth, "Good Morning Miss. Orléans! If I may ask, what are the plans for today?"