It was in front of us - Micah Bell

What you Want

You rode back into camp when the sun was just beginning to set. Today was a long day. Too long.
After your little chat with Penelope, you headed back to Beau. Turns out Penelope was taking part in a protest later that day, so you and Beau had to try and stop her. The protest was actually really heart warming, it was nice to be amongst other women that wanted equality. You ended up having to drag Beau from his cousins and away from the crowd, where he gave you some money for your service and rode away.

You put the money from Beau in the camp box then headed over to get some stew.
As you were eating by the campfire, the wheels in your head began turning and you began to process what you were gunna say to Micah when you eventually gathered the courage to speak to him. Then again, you'd scanned the camp a little since you came in and he was nowhere to be seen.

As you finished your well needed stew and placed the dish in the wash barrel, you wandered around camp looking for Micah.
You were heading for his tent as it was the last place he'd be, when a voice beckoned you over.
"(Y/N)"! Bill shouted from behind you.
Of course you stopped and turned to face him. He seemed to be in a bit of a hurry to get your attention which was a bit weird.

"Bill. Can I help you?" You asked him.
"I...phew hang on." Bill sighed as he caught his breath.
"I, well, how are you? Where have you been all day?" Bill asked a little too cheerfully. He hardly spoke to you, let alone asked how your day was.

"I'm fine Bill, can, can this wait? I really need to talk to Micah, it's important." You dismissed him as you turned to continue walking when Bill grabbed your wrist.

"No! I mean...he's been a real bad mood all day. You might wanna leave it." Bill told you.

You frowned sadly as you turned your head back towards Micah's tent.
Not wanting to push him any further, you gave in.

"Alright, guess I'll talk to him tomorrow." You sighed with a smile.

Bill smiled slightly as he let go of your wrist and allowed you to walk back to your tent.
Plopping yourself on your cot, you let out a heavy sigh, causing Kieran to look over at you.

"Hey, you alright?" Kieran asked worriedly.

"Yeah..." you sighed.

"You sure? You seem really down."

"Arthur said that today too. I dunno I guess, I've just got a lot on my mind right now." You briefly explained to your brother.

"Alright well, you need anything, Holler, okay?" Kieran reassured you kindly before he rolled back over to head back to sleep.

You thanked him quietly before you too got yourself ready for a good nights rest. Hoping you'd get a chance to speak to Micah tomorrow.

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The following morning went by as usual, you helping getting coffee ready, helping Pearson, doing some chores. Before wandering around camp searching for Micah, instead you stumbled across your dear friend Molly sat by a tree.
"Ah (Y/N) love! Can I have a word?" She asked, almost as if she were nervous.

"Of course, what's bothering ya." You replied as you sat yourself beside her. The soft yet dry grass flattening as you settled yourself beside her.
"How is Dutch? I mean, how does he seem to you?" She asked you.

"Oh jeez Molly I don't know, the man despises me. I mean he seems...normal enough I guess? I don't know him too well, why?" You asked, wondering what the problem was.

"It's just...I really love him you know? I mean...like he says, loyalty is everything so..." she trailed off a little bit before shaking her head as if dismissing her thoughts.