That F**cking Yankee

Bank Robbery - P. 2

Awaking early in the morning to camp life, Dutch was still asleep next to you. You rolled over and cuddled up to him and kissed his cheek gently repeatedly so he would wake up.

"mmfm" Dutch grunted as he stirred. 

"Wake up" You whispered. 

"What time is it?" He asked as he turned over so his face was hit in the pillow. 

You reached over and checked his pocket watch that was in his coat.

"Five twenty-three" You said as you put it back in the pocket and turned back over to him. 

You both laid in silence for a while.

"What time are we doing the robbery?" You asked. 

"Later. I decided with Hosea yesterday that we are moving the camp first then we will track back and take it" He spoke as he began to rise from the bed. 

"We're moving?" You asked with question.

"Hosea thought it be better to move while we did it so they can't track us" 

"Hm" You grunted as you moved out of Dutch's way and began pulling up your jeans as you were still sitting. 

"Arthur wants you to go with him and John" Dutch turned to you as he buttoned up his red vest. 

"He does?" You asked with a tilted head. 

"Asked for you specifially" Dutch replied as he now began to brush his hair. "I asked him if he wanted anyone else and he denied and asked for you"

"Huh" 

"Well?" He asked.

"You're letting me?" You replied with a little sass. 

Dutch raised his eyebrows as he turned his head a little at you. His face was shocked again at your sass but you just stuck your tongue out at him. 

"Yes. I'm more than happy to go" You smiled and finished getting dressed. 

"Alright. Well, I'll be here getting everything packed up. Arthur should be by the horses getting them ready" 

You nodded as Dutch slipped out of the tent as he put on his hat. 

...

Wating a while after you were dressed you wrote in your journal and headed out to where Arthur supposedly was waiting. He was sitting under a tree writing in his own journal, hat on the floor, legs crossed and fully focussed. 

"Morning Arthur" You spoke as you adjusted your hat. 

"Morning, Y/N" He looked up and smiled. 

"When we leaving?" You asked as you petted his horse that was hitched. 

"Soon as John gets his ass in gear..." He spoke slowly as he wrote.

Soon enough the three of you took off. You looked back and waved off to Dutch who was watching from the corner of his eye. 

...

"So where is this place?" You asked after a while of silence. 

"Shady Belle" Arthur spoke.

"We're moving into the swamps!?" You asked in a sort of pissed tone. 

"Apparently it has more job opportunities, according to Hosea. Right next to the big city - Saint-Denis" Arthur said with sarcasm as he motioned a big picture with his hands. 

"Great" Your eyes rolled. 

"It's a house this time. At least we will have a roof over our heads" He comforted as you took off into a gallop.