(F/N) forgot how comfortably he lived, it was amazing how far a change of clothes, some good food, and a hammock to sit on went. (F/N) coughed a couple of times as he got comfortable, despite his comfortable conditions, he still felt pretty sick. Micah and Javier had made it back as well, they had requested the same things, they were both equally as exhausted, the girls had prepared the same thing for when the others got back. (F/N) was stretching out as Abigail walked up to him, she spoke eagerly as if she had been waiting to ask him this, "Did Dutch figure out what we're gonna do about John?"
The gunslinger frowned, he had honestly forgotten all about him, "Uh, we were kind of focused on surviving and figuring out what we were gonna do with the group when we got back."
Strauss laughed, as he spoke up, "Well with the money you managed to steal from the bank that should make it a little easier."
(F/N) frowned he had been dreading this ever since he found them, but they had to know, "Actually...I've been meaning to tell you all about that...the ship we were on got sunk in a storm. So...except for a gold bar...we lost it all."
The entire crowd's eyes widened they all immediately started shouting, complaining, it was like a firing line of words. (F/N) spoke up again, he tried to calm them, "I'm just as pissed off as all of you. We lost Lenny and Hosea, and John for now. But we can make more money."
Everyone sighed and nodded, they were all put-off, suddenly the door opened and Arthur walked in, he looked just as bad as (F/N), everyone looked at the third senior member of the gang and swarmed him. (F/N) laid back against the wall, with his eyes shut, he wasn't ready to lie down yet, "We buried both of them, you know."
(F/N) opened his eyes, slowly, Mary-Beth was still standing over him as she continued, "About a half a mile away, we buried them both together."
(F/N) nodded as the woman sat next to him on the hammock, she spoke in a soothing voice, it felt like she was the only one who understood his position, "Charles told me how Lenny saved your life."
The gunslinger nodded again, but he bit his lip, "He pushed me out of the way, right before some lawmen unloaded on us...It should have been me."
Mary-Beth rubbed his shoulder, she tried to banish those thoughts from his head, "I know you'd do the same for anyone here. I know Lenny wouldn't want you to mourn him like this."
(F/N) put his arm around her, she felt like home, "It's all going crazy...but I'm gonna keep going forward...for Lenny and everyone else who's fallen."
She looked at (F/N), and smiled at him, he was stronger than she thought, "I...know you will. I just hope we'll be okay," she looked like she was still holding something back.
The young gun chuckled, as he tried to calm her, "That island...it was ten times worse than this. We'll be okay...I promised you, remember? I'll protect you."
The woman he loved smiled, she leaned in ready to kiss (F/N), but he moved his head back and turned away from her to cough, he shook his head, "I think, I'm *cough* coming down with something."
She smiled sweetly, she still wanted to kiss him, "I'm willing to risk it if you are."
(F/N) smiled and leaned in, the pair shared a short, sweet kiss, the young outlaw's anger and fear disappeared.
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(F/N) was passed out on a hammock, Mary-Beth was sleeping next to him, with her arms laying on his chest, Arthur, Micah, and Javier were sleeping in their own hammocks, just as out of it. The rain was pounding on top of the cabin, Sadie and Charles had to change who was guarding repeatedly so they could both stay warm and dry. The women were cooking, it felt like things were almost back to normal around here. They were just missing two things, one of those things opened the door and walked in. Dutch smiled at everyone, he was soaking wet, his hair was just as wild as his eyes, but immediately everyone went into a frenzy again. Abigail was the first to run up to him, "Dutch, Dutch they got John."
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Red Dead Damnation (Van der Linde gang x Male Reader)
FanfictionBased on the widely popular Red Dead Redemption series. (F/N) (L/N) is a good man, he tries to help people when he can, and he sticks to the code he has believed in most of his life. Follow him through his journey of self-discovery and reflection, a...