Cowboys And Angels

Chapter 15

John rode as fast as he could. He was exhausted but he couldn't think of doing anything more than seeing Abagail and Jack. Nothing was in his mind except them as he rode out of tall trees, seeing his ranch in the distance he felt himself being overcome with emotion, he didn't cry but this was one of the times he was close to it. Riding through the front gates and nearing his house he felt the realization that he was indeed home, seeing lights on inside.

"Abigail! Jack! Anyone here? Anyone home?" He called desperately, watching Abagail throw the front door open, John chuckled, just so happy to see her. "Oh darling, I never thought I'd see this day again." He said, throwing his arms out for a moment until Abigail suddenly began punching him, for a moment he thought the lawmen had told her about his affair...

"You no-good, hillbilly, piece of shit! I thought you was dead. I thought you was dead, John. Huh! Where you been? Where you been?" Abigail cried.

"You know where I've been, darling. You know!" John said catching her fists, trying to calm her.

"You saw Dutch, didn't you?" Abigail panted, having exhausted herself after she finished hitting him he released her arms.

"Yeah I saw him." John confirmed.

"And Bill?"

"Yeah, I saw him, too."

Abigail looked down for a moment in some thought before looking up to John again, John met her gaze... She was so beautiful, for a moment, just a moment, he had forgotten all about Bonnie.

"And you didn't go back to 'em?" She questioned.

"I left that life, just as you left yours. How did they treat you?" John asked back.

"I can take care of myself, John. One guard got funny on me one time, but I wasn't so ladylike and he didn't try it again, nor no one else." Abigail mused proudly with a smirk, John looked up to the house.

"How's the boy?" John murmured nervously.

"Like you, and like me. Well, he's like a kid growing up without a father." She replied, watching John roll his eyes.

"That ain't fair." John stated.

"What is fair?"

"Well, some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that." John explained.

"We tried to change. I mean, ain't that what you're supposed to do?" Abigail asked quietly.

"We did change and it's over now." John breathed and took his bloodied gloves off, tossing them to the side as he reached in and ran a hand through Abigail's ebony hair.

Abigail finally smiled, leaning into his touch before suddenly throwing her arms around his neck. John returned the embraced by wrapping his arms around her waist, scooping her up into the air and listening to her giggle. God, he missed her... But before he could do or say anything mushy, he looked up just as his son began walking over. Jesus, he felt himself getting misty eyed but he kept it all in. He released Abigail and motioned to Jack.

"Jack! Jack, come here, boy." He ushers and Jack grinned.

"Hello, sir." He simpers shyly.