Thick As Thieves ~ {Arthur Morgan x reader}

~12 {Problems}

Arthur's POV

The bear claws at my chest violently, it feels like my body is being cut up in two. I struggle against the weight of the bear trying my hardest to push it off me but of course it don't work.

Suddenly, I hear a gun shot to my right causing the bear to stop attacking me. I look and see (Y/N) shakily looking at the bear and me holding her gun towards the beast, it jumps off me and hurls towards (Y/N). She shoots multiple times closing her eyes hoping they would hit, most didn't...
I cannot let her die.

I use my last bit of strength to stand up straight and get my gun out, I point it towards the bear and hit it directly in the head. The bear falls to the ground making a thud sound, (Y/N) opens her eyes slowly and stands there in far looking at me.

"Arthur!" Was all I heard before I blacked out.

(Y/N) POV

I run over to Arthur's side and check his pulse, he's still breathing okay that's good. I whistle for my horse and she emerges from behind the trees along with Arthurs horse, I run over to my horse and grab the bandages from the saddle bag and crouch down beside Arthur.

"You're gonna be fine, you'll be fine it's okay you're okay." I say shakily wrapping his arms and basically whole body in bandages to stop the bleeding.

I slowly lift him up and put his arm round my shoulders and walked him to my horse where I sat him on the back and rode back to camp.

"Can we get some help over here!?" I shout as I emerge from the trees into camp. Miss grimshaw and Mr Pearson come rushing over first throwing a bunch of questions in my face.

"Calm down the lot of you I'll explain what happened after I know he is okay." I say putting my hands up in defence. Pearson walks off and Grimshaw scoffs at me and walks away to get medicine.

"What is the meaning of all this?" Dutch storms over to me and looks worriedly at Arthur. He kneels down next to Arthur and checks him over to see if he's okay.

"I've covered him up hopefully he's alright but you all might have to check him again since I'm no expert." I say walking towards Dutch and Arthur who was passed out on his bed.

"Thank you, (Y/N)." Dutch says standing up, he walks over to me and puts a hand on my shoulder and smiles warmly. I smile back to him and he walks off over to his tent.

I sit down in the chair next to Arthur and sigh in relief. He's gonna be okay. I yawn and stretch my arms backwards nearly making the chair swing backwards, after a couple of minutes my eyes starting to feel heavy and I fall asleep.

I wake up to the sound of a fire crackling and people talking. I poke my head round the corner and see Dutch and that Micah guy standing around while everyone was sat down on the logs listening to them. I ease drop on their conversation.

"Listen to me, all of you. Arthur looks like he's gonna live but there's a slight chance he's not." Everyone gasps and so do I , he won't die he can't die.

"Now I know times are hard right now, we got Arthur one of our best gunmen who is down and not prepared to fight at all with his injuries and poor Lenny too, we got the pinkertons close on our tail and may have to move camps soon, we got a guy called Leviticus Cornwall after us from the train job we did, we have the Ol'Driscoll boys after us. But I have a plan we are gonna survive, just one more big score and we are free!" Everyone cheers except for me, maybe I don't belong in this camp I would just mess everything up.

Everyone walks away and back to whatever they were doing so I sit back down and grab a book. I haven't read in a while not since my daddy read to me just before Colm killed him.

"So you're staying now huh?" I turn my head to see who it is.

"Micah leave me alone I don't wanna talk." I say going back to my book.

He grabs my book, shuts it and puts it on the side. What the fuck. I stand up and face him, he's quite taller than me...nah he's actually a lot taller than me.

"What the fuck was that for?" I shout at him but he doesn't even flinch.

"Sweetheart I just wanna talk and get to know you." He says with a smirk getting dangerously close to me our noses nearly touch...well my nose nearly touched his chin if he looking ahead of him.

I back up slowly nearly falling over Arthur's bed. He follows my steps as I push him out the way sitting back in the chair. "Don't call me sweetheart." I say grabbing the book for the side behind me and open it.

"Alright darling." He says laughing darkly walking away. I roll my eyes and go back to reading.

After a while I hear footsteps approach me, I turn to see who it is. "Oh hey Lenny." I sat with a smile closing my book and putting it on the side table next to me.

"Hey, so what actually happened to Arthur Dutch hasn't told us anything." He says leaning against the pole that held up the tent.

"Well, basically we went hunting and long story short a bear came out of no where tackled Arthur I shot the bear but didn't harm him at all the bear charged at me and Arthur somehow stood up and killed the bear then passed out." I say looking at Arthur's body lying in his bed.

"Damn..." Lenny says wide eyed looking at the floor. "Well at least he had you to save him, otherwise he would be dead. He's lucky really." I nod slightly and sigh.

"How's your wounds healing up?" I ask looking at the bandage covering his arm.

"It's healing really fast actually, I should be getting back into gunning again soon. I should get back to work see you later." Lenny says walking away I nod again and pick my book back up and start to read it.

(Sorry this took so long I've just not really been enjoying writing)