Cowboys And Angels

Chapter 11

John was so happy to have Harlow back under him, he truly missed his valiant steed but he was also happy that his horse was able to have a break, he worked hard with John so he was glad the horse seemed joyful to see him again. However, all joy was deprived of him as he pulled back some on the alabaster horse's reigns... He could see the gate to the MacFarlane's Ranch, even the darkness couldn't shroud John's sight when it came to his woman. He took a breath, hoping to god that Bonnie was asleep.

He slowly reached over and pulled the letter that he had written out of his saddlebag, perhaps Bonnie would appreciate a letter only after a week since his last one... Hoping that Bonnie wouldn't be angry at him for not seeing her, but his family's captures, unfortunately, took first priority. Taking a breath, praying for God to give him strength... He kicked Harlow's sides, making the horse canter onto the Ranch. The familiar sights giving John a warm feeling, he stopped Harlow outside the farmhouse and looking up to Bonnie's window... His heart was shattering...

John's eyes fluttered shut for just a moment... And he slowly dismounted Harlow and walked up the steps to the house, his letter in his hand and slipping the letter into the letterbox by the front door. He reached up and ran his gloved hand over the front door.

I'm here... I'm right here...

With a heavy heart, John turned around, forcing himself to look away... But he couldn't leave. He felt so broken and so torn, he reached up and ran a hand down his face in an exhausted manner before he plopped down onto the steps of the MacFarlane's farmhouse. He lit up a cigarette and just... Relaxed for a moment. He needed to stop... Just for a moment.

Bonnie's eyes opened, she didn't know why... She sat up and rubbed her eyes, she wasn't nauseous and she wasn't aching but... Something woke her up. She swung her legs over her bed and slipped on her robe, standing and venturing down the hall. She stretched some and looked down to her nonexistent baby-bump before she traversed downstairs and looked to the front door. Humming she turned around to walk back upstairs but the distinct squeaking of something being put in her letterbox made her turn back around.

There was no way the mail had just arrived... Glancing at the clock by the stairs, it was around two in the morning. She haltingly approached the door and rested her palm on the knob and turning it, opening the door, her core shuddering as she saw John sitting on the stairs. He was smoking, casually as if nothing was bothering him.

"J-... John." She whispered, watching John pause his movements for a moment and then flicking his cigarette away.

"... Miss MacFarlane... Thought you would be in bed." He murmured and stood, looking to her.

"Oh my god, John!" Bonnie gasped and ran into him, crashing into his chest. "John..." She sobbed, feeling such relief when he finally turned and wrapped his arms around her. "Y-You... Stupid fool..." She cried and hid her face into his chest.

"... I missed you too." John replied with a dry chuckle and ran his hands through her hair, holding her tightly. "I'm so confused." He admitted. "I have to leave to Blackwater tonight but... I'm tired." He sighed, kissing her head and holding her.

"John I know you can do this... You have to." She sniffed, reaching up and running a hand over his cheek, he looked exhausted.

"I know..." He sighed and looked to Harlow. "I do." He said, almost as if he needed her encouragement, he was just happy to see her face... Her sparkling eyes. "... I love you, Miss MacFarlane."