Cowboys And Angels

Chapter 1

Bonnie MacFarlane was never a lady for sympathies, but not even she could ignore a man laying on the side of the road near death.

"Amos stop!" She gasped and hopped off the stagecoach, nearly falling as she saw the lame man.

"Miss MacFarlane are you nuts! We're right in the middle of gang territory!" Amos scolded in a harsh whisper as he yanked on the reins of the horses.

"There's a man!" She said and scampered to his side.

"He'll die we have to go!" Amos growled.

"Shame on you!" Bonnie snapped and looked back to the pale man, her violent blue eyes making Amos back up a few paces, she took her glove off quickly and reached down, feeling his jugular. "He's alive! Amos help me!" She ordered not leaving any room for argument as she wrapped her arms around him beneath his shoulders.

Amos looked around with his rifle in hand, glancing to Fort Mercer, no bodies moving it seemed... He cursed under his breath and rested a hand on Bonnie's shoulder before handing her the gun to protect them as he dragged the half-dead man into the coach. Once he was inside, he and Bonnie quickly got back onto their ride and galloping off towards the property.

As they entered the Armadillo on their way back to the ranch, Bonnie bust through the door to the doctor's office. He was closing up shop and jumped at the sudden intrusion.

"Miss MacFarlane what on earth-"

"I have a dying man!" She interrupted and the doctor's brows raised quickly as Amos began dragging the limp stranger into the building.

"G-Get him in the back! Any idea what happened?" The doctor asked.

"N-No idea! We found him just on the outside of Fort Mercer, I'm pretty sure we are safe to assume he was shot I didn't get a chance to examine him." Bonnie said and the doctor nodded before following Amos into the back as he carried the seemingly lifeless body.

It felt like ages, but the doctor finally came out late into the night, Bonnie was exhausted and Amos was asleep on the bench in the waiting room. She stood up and rubbed her hands in one another in a fidgeting fashion as the doctor took off his bloodied gloves and his apron.

"Well..?" She murmured.

"He's gone through the worst of it, I got the bullets out, lucky for him they didn't puncture his lungs nor any major vessels..." He said and Bonnie sighed in relief but his next questioned stunned her. "Miss MacFarlane, I know you don't know this man but I don't have the room to store him 'til he wakes... Any room on your homestead while he heals?"

"I-I... Well... I suppose." She said and quickly swatted Amos as he snored and woke, smacking his lips for a moment before he turned to Bonnie.

"What is it? Can we go home?" He asked and Bonnie nodded.

"Yes, after we load mystery man up." She snorted and Amos raised his brows.

"Are you sure that's wise? We found him outside Fort Mercer, who knows how dangerous this man is..." He said folding his arms over his chest.

"Well, the doctor can't hold him up so it's our duty to get him back on his feet." Bonnie said and Amos sighed and shook his head, knowing arguing with her was pointless.