For the first time, since Clemens point you woke up alone. No Dutch laying there with his arms wrapped around you. He wasn't far away though, you could hear voices in the adjoining room. You knew Dutch was just as excited as you about Hamish's gift. He probably couldn't wait to tell Hosea.
You quickly got up, dressed and walked into the adjoining room.
Dutch was sitting at the table, all smiles, Hosea sitting opposite him.
As soon as he saw you, he opened his arms. You walked across and sat on his lap, smiling as you felt his arms wrap around you.
"If it hadn't been for Kara, we probably never would have met Hamish," Dutch beamed.
Hosea nodded, "this is is all well and good, but we've still got to get there. How are we gonna do that if we can't set foot in West Elizabeth?"
Dutch sighed, "trust you to put a dampener on everything, Hosea. We'll find a way, we have to."
Hosea shrugged, "I'm not putting a dampener on anything, I'm being realistic."
Dutch scowled, "well what do you suggest Hosea, that we stay here in this god-forsaken swamp, skulking about!"
Hosea stood up, "you know that's not what I meant, we just need to be careful."
Hosea walked out the door, and you heard his footsteps on the stair.
Dutch sighed, "I thought he would have been a little more enthusiastic."
You turned on Dutch's lap, and stroked his cheek.
"He will be, you know how Hosea is, always the cautious one," you whispered, trying to console him.
Dutch gently moved you off his lap. "c'mon, lets talk to Arthur, see if he's gonna doubt us as well."
You and Dutch, walked arm in arm down the stairs, and went in search of Arthur. You found him sitting on a log, by the main camp fire.
"Have you spoken to Hosea?" Dutch asked.
Arthur frowned, "No, why?"
Dutch sat down, opposite Arthur. You stood behind him, hands gently massaging his shoulders, to try and remove the tension.
Dutch sighed, "we visited Hamish, and he's given us some land, out west."
Arthur laughed, "good old Hamish, I like that old coot. Why so glum?"
"Hosea was a bit, well...unenthusiastic," you added.
Arthur shrugged, "he's always the cautious one, he didn't want us to rob that train as I remember."
Dutch nodded, "and he wasn't to pleased when he found out that Kara had killed Leviticus Cornwall either." Dutch added.
"Old bastard deserved it," you smirked, "especially after employing Micah."
Arthur chuckled, "I'm inclined to agree with you, but we won't mention that to Hosea. Maybe we should all get our heads together, see what idea's we can come up with."
Dutch nodded, "But I can tell you one thing, we ain't gonna let this opportunity slip through our fingers."
You smiled, "I'm gonna go and see how Sean is doing."
Arthur rolled his eyes, "That little bastard must have the lives of a cat, after Blackwater and that sniper in Rhodes."
You chuckled, "well maybe some of his luck will rub off, and we'll get to the new place without any problems."
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Reckless Hearts
FanfictionPlease note this story will contain scenes of a sexual nature, violence and other mature themes Dutch Van Der Linde finds Kara Finlay in a saloon in Blackwater. She is young and pretty. A talented poker player, and pickpocket. After recruiting her t...