Cowboys And Angels

Chapter 3

John had been a little on edge since star gazing with Bonnie, while there was no romantic affiliation with her, he was definitely feeling a connection and it was beginning to scare him. She was just such a genuine woman and she had shown him nothing but kindness... And there was no doubt that she was beautiful. His wound was almost healed and hopefully when it was healed he could leave... That way there was no possible further connection.

"Mister Marston!" The welcome voice called from the corral, John turned his head and saw Bonnie waving, he didn't hesitate on going towards her. "There's a small herd of stallions near the canyon and we could really do with some good quality horses, are you interested in coming with?" She asked curiously. "I-I mean if your stitches can handle it." She mentioned and motioned to his abdomen.

"I think I can handle it, they're feeling a lot better, it's been a week since I got up after all." He mentioned and Bonnie nodded.

"We'll have to see about snipping them out in a few days..." She said and began walking with him to their mounts, once climbing onto their horses Bonnie felt a twinge of guilt. "You know... Mister Marston, you are in no way indebted to me any longer... You don't have to stay here and help me." She said as they began walking towards the other ranch hands they were waiting for them at the gates.

"Well, I may as well help out, while my stitches are still in I can't really do any gunslinging." He replied and shrugged his shoulders. "Plus, I really don't mind." He said as they met the group at the gates.

John and Amos met each other's gaze for a hard moment but he wouldn't jeopardize getting good horses for Bonnie due to his ego. The company began galloping outside of Armadillo where the heard was feeding, Bonnie tossed him a lasso but noting Amos' glare on him... There was no harm in a... Friendly show of skills. John raced forward ahead of the group a Bonnie called to him.

"Lead them into the canyon John!"

He kicked his horse's sides as he moved to the back of the small horde. They whinnied in shock and began racing away from him, using his knowledge of herding, he began moving side to side, leading them into the canyon where the men would round the Mustangs up. Watching them funnel themselves into the narrow canyon, the workers wasted no time in lassoing the beasts as John allowed his horse to slow down.

"Good work John, these horses will do us well." Bonnie praised as he approached.

"All in a days work I suppose." He mused and looked over at her.

Amos, on the other hand, was too preoccupied in watching Bonnie and John interact as he mounted a pearly high strung stud. The horse neighed and began bucking violently, no hesitation in throwing off the experienced breaker and taking off ahead of the farmhands. John looked forward and without reluctance, he kicked at his horse's sides once more.

"A-Amos are you alright?" Bonnie asked as she climbed down off of her ride and jogged over to him.

"I'm fine, damn horse." He grumbled as she helped him up.

"It's alright, John went after him." She said and Amos huffed and brushed himself off.

"You sure he won't steal it?" He asked.

"Hey now, what did John do to deserve such hostile treatment?" Bonnie questioned seriously.

"M-Miss MacFarlane you know his type! He can't be trusted. How do you know he won't bring a group of hoodlums and tears up the ranch-"