Thick As Thieves ~ {Arthur Morgan x reader}

~7{Breakout}

{11:32pm}

It started to get late now, not being able to see shit in front of your eyes is rather annoying when trying to look for someone. I scoff under my breath and pull out my lantern hanging on the side of my horse.
"Good idea." John nods at me and does the same. We continue to look around the river on foot trying to find any leads to where Arthur might've gone.
"Look over there I see something." John points towards the other side of the river. I swim across the calm river and see hooves leading to valentine,
"John this looks like about 10 men to me come check it out." I shout to him, no reply I look over to him and see him awkwardly standing there.
"You coming or what?" I ask, he is frozen in place maybe he knows someone who took him?
"I Uhh, can't...swim." He says rubbing the back of his neck and chuckling nervously,
"You serious?" I let out a quick laugh smiling. I see his head nod on the other side. I burst out into a fit of laughter,
"What else can't you do huh?" I ask holding my stomach,
"Arthur says I cant herd sheep but I can." He says jokingly, at least he ain't taking my laughing serious unlike other men who would've shot me by now.
"Cmon enough laughing whistle for your horse and get over here ya big baby." I laugh,
"Oh shut up." John says getting on his horse and crossing the river, I call my horse and we follow the tracks to valentine.

We get to valentine and lawmen are patrolling all around,
"Did Arthur try and rob the shop?" I ask John keeping my head down as I past, John doing the same.
"No he wouldn't at this time, maybe he got recognised by someone." John answers back,
"Maybe, let's go try look at the sheriffs to see if he's held up there." I say hitching my horse up outside the gun store,
"Alright so how we gonna do this." John says leaning closer so no one suspects anything or recognises us.
"Well, how about you go on start a friendly conversation and see if he is since I was robbing the store a week ago so they'll recognise me straight away plus, you don't see many cowgirls do ya?" I say nudging him.
"I've had many run ins with this town more than I can remember and we've only been camping around here for a month." John moans.
"Just, do it John please?" I plead to him pushing him towards the sheriffs office.
"Fine fine leave me be." John rolls his eyes and walks in.

You wait outside patiently for John to walk out but hear gun shots you panic and run inside without thinking and see two dead bodies lying on the floor in their own blood. John was unlocking Arthur's jail cell,
"I thought you got yourself killed you dumb bastard!" I shout to John while shooting outside to the lawmen,
"this was your idea for me to come in when I clearly said I've had many run ins!" John shouts back unlocking Arthur's cell and throwing him the sheriffs dead body's gun.
I ignore John as I realise he's right this is all my damn fault but hey, Arthur's here now.
"Thanks for coming, finally, they were talking of taking me to Saint Denis and hanging me!" Arthur says obviously annoyed that Dutch didn't come to his rescue.
"In fact I wasn't gonna come, (Y/N) made me." John says chuckling to himself,
"Well, Thanks (Y/N)" Arthur says with a smile plastered on his face taking cover by the box next to me.
"It's fine let's just get the hell out of here, the horses are at the front." I say while shooting out the broken window.
"Then let's go!" John shouts as he kicks down the door and shoots the remaining men in the area and hops on his horse calming it down. Me and Arthur do the same and ride back to camp before more lawmen came.

We get back to camp and mostly everyone's asleep except for 2 guys, the guy with black hair with the half black and half red vest who looked like the leader and a slightly older guy, he looked wise and intelligent he also had grey hair. They were sat in a tent on two chairs arguing about moving somewhere tropical once they get enough money,
"Dutch! They were talking of hanging me and you didn't even come for me!" Arthur whisper shouts since everyone was asleep. "My son, I was gonna come for you in the morning." Dutch says standing up slowly,
"I'm gonna go check on jack and Abigail." John says awkwardly walking backwards towards his tent, I look at Arthur and he says something under his breath and storms off towards his tent. I stand there awkwardly looking at the two men,
"I'm Hosea Matthews and that old man is called Dutch Van Der Linde." The wise man said to me handing out his hand, I shake his hand and smile.
"Old man?" Dutch says laughing at Hosea.
"So uhh where should I sleep?" I ask scratching the back of my neck trying not to make eye contact, Dutch and Hosea looked at each other thinking of a place I could sleep. "Well, we have a extra sleeping bag you could use tonight and if you choose to stay with us miss Grimshaw and Pearson will get your tent up next to Arthur's tomorrow." Hosea says walking away to get the sleeping bag,
"That, is a brilliant idea Hosea!" Dutch says patting him on the back when he comes back with the sleeping bag.
"I always have good ideas Dutch." Hosea says tapping his head.
"Well (Y/N) we welcome you to the Van Der Linde gang. As long as you don't snitch on us or bring trouble to the camp we'll start to trust you and so will the other members." Dutch says patting my shoulder.
"I won't do no such thing." I say laying out my sleeping bag on the floor.
"Well then there should be no problem and if you collect any money or items remember the camp gets its share." Dutch says reaching for a box with money in. I nod in agreement as Hosea and Dutch walk off and head to sleep. I get comfortable in the sleeping back and look up to the sky. Billions of stars shone in the night sky. I fall asleep smiling,

"Being in a gang again is nice."