WAS IT WORTH IT ↛ ARTHUR MORGAN [EDITING]

Mary Linton

I trotted my horse back into camp and Abigail ran up to me. I hopped off of my horse and turned to face her.

"Your glowing." She said smiling. I was confused of what she was saying and then I realized.

"Oh.. I'm not glowing. I'm.. uh." I was disrupted by Arthur putting his arm around me.

Abigail smirked and walked away saying to the other women, "She's glowing!"

I rolled my eyes and looked up at Arthur. "That was weird." I nervously laughed. "Well I'll just-" Arthur grabbed my face and planted a kiss on my lips. I was surprised at first but I soon melted into his arms. Arthur stepped back and gave me a quick smile before walking to Dutch. John came up to me, smiling.

"Looks like he finally claimed you, after all these years." He said laughing.

"Don't you have better things to do than bothering me about my love life?" I said walking away from him. He caught up to me and walked next to me.

"Well if he hadn't done it sooner I think somebody else woulda grabbed you." He pointed around the camp and to my surprise there were a couple gang members with jealous looks on their faces.

Miss Grimshaw ran up to me, with a concerned and angry look on her face. "Y/N come with me."

"Why?" She grabbed my arm and walked me over to a wagon.

"They took Tilly! Those Foreman boys she used to run with." Arthur was sitting on the wagon waiting for us. I jumped in the back and Miss Grimshaw grabbed the reins and raced off. I fell asleep in the back.

Third Person POV

"You sure we should bring her?" Arthur said with a quiet voice so Y/N couldn't hear.

"She'll be fine Mr. Morgan, she's tougher than she looks." Miss Grimshaw patted Arthur on the back, trying to comfort him. "I know you care about her, but she can take care of herself, ya know. She did for fourteen years."

The reminder that Y/N was gone for that long made a pit in Arthurs stomach. He looked back to see Y/N still sound asleep.

"I don't want her gettin' hurt again. She's still not fully better why would she-" Arthur was disrupted by a familiar voice.

"I'm perfectly capable of doing this, Arthur." Y/N said sternly as we came up to a house.

Y/N's POV

I stepped out of the wagon and walked up to a man sitting on the steps of the house.

"Where's Tilly Jackson." I kneeled down to look the Foreman boy in the eyes.

"I don't know who you're talking about." He said looking away from me.

My once blank face immediately turned into anger and I shot the Foreman and kicked down the door. I shot two other men inside. Arthur came rushing in and kicked down the door to one of the rooms.

"Nobody's in here, Tilly has to be in there!" He pointed to the door in front of me.

I kicked down the door and shot two of the men that were in there and ran to Tilly.

"Tilly are you ok?" I asked, untying the ropes.

"I'm fine." Tilly said, rubbing her wrists.