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John headed over to his tent ready to fall onto his small bed and simply fall into a deep slumber.

But instead of doing that somebody caught his eyes, "Abigail?"

She smiles at him and John couldn't help but smile back, "I heard you boys did well."

John nodded, "We did." But he didn't know why Abigail was by his tent like she was waiting for him? But he couldn't really be so sure.

Before he could even stop thinking he felt her lips on his, it was soft yet rough in a way he couldn't even describe.

His hands moved down to her waist holding onto her sides she leaned into the touch.

Soon the two were inside his closed tent not making love but instead just have crazy sex the whole camp could hear, John was actually glad Arthur wasn't here to listen to all the moaning.

But he probably wouldn't care..

Would he..

No. He wouldn't.

————————8:28 am—————————

Arthur arrived at Eliza's home some time ago, she let him inside and let him sleep there until the sun had risen, he was sure Isaac was up and about at this time.

He got off the couch that was way more comfortable than his bed back at camp and went off to his sons bedroom.

Eliza and him weren't married they weren't even together. That night was a one time thing, and he wouldn't say it was a mistake he made it a miracle keeping his outlaw life away from the two of them.

Just to keep them safe and it was working they weren't dead, very much alive and happy like a normal family. Arthur hadn't told anybody about them except for Hosea he trusted the old man enough to tell him about his child and Eliza.

And surprisedly the man understood every bit of it, he wasn't sure what Dutch would think of this if he had went to him instead of Hosea.

Arthur came to a stop once he was in front of his sons bedroom, opening the door he walked inside seeing that his son was reading?

That's new, he thought the last time he was here Isaac would complain how he hated reading, now all of a sudden he likes it. "Isaac."

His son turned around from his chair, his eyes lighting up seeing who was there. "Father!" He beamed happily standing up and running over to hug his pa.

"I..I missed you, I've been reading an- I even learned how to swim! Mother taught me." He smiled widely, Arthur couldn't help but chuckle to himself seeing how happy his son was to see him.

"That's good," Arthur scooped up his son into his arms, "I got you something."

"What is it?" Isaac questions looking up at Arthur.

Arthur reached down and went inside his satchel to pull out something his son had always begged him to get.

When he went to hand it over to him he heard a gun shot and loud womanly scream of pain.

Eliza.. he dropped the gift he was going to give his son and immediately he puts Isaac down and with haste pulled out his volcanic pistol and made sure it was reloaded,

"Father..what's happening?" His son whined, his eyes beginning to water he was really confused for his age and never knew what a gun had sounded like, now he knows.

"Hide under your bed son and stay quiet, I'll be back." That was the first words he could get out to his boy.

Isaac nodded quickly running over to his bed and getting under, it he he covered his mouth with the palm of his hand. Once Arthur made sure his son was somewhat safe he quietly left the bedroom and headed over to Eliza's room.

And what he found wasn't a pleasant sight..