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She didn't know how she got wrapped into this crazy quest. She guess it started when he saved her from Bill and his gang. She remember it clearly. He had came riding to Fort Mercer and asking for Bill. That's when they shoved her out and had her at gun point. She was terrified and he knew it. He tried to reason with the outlaws but they shot him down and left them laughing. She pulled him to the road where a wagon was approaching. She quickly flag it down. A woman and a man jumped off and helped them into the wagon. Before heading off towards their ranch. Where she was amazed at the beauty of the ranch. Her hero didn't wake up till three days later. That's how she got mixed up in his mess.

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"Is he awake?" Asked a nineteen year old girl with long black hair. She had on a pair off black cowgirl jeans, that hugs her figure. A cream butter up thats un-button from the first two button, leaving some of her breast exposed.

"Yes. He's so post to come and patrol with me later. You're more than welcome to come" said a blue eye blonde woman

The girl smiled, "Thanks Bonnie"

Bonnie patted the girl's shoulder, "You can go see him if you want"

The girl nodded as the older woman walked off heading for her porch. The girl looked at the shed before heading towards it. With a deep breath, she entered.

"Hello" she said nervously as she enter

A tall man with dark brown hair sat up with a groan.

"Oh I'm sorry I woke you"

The man waved his head, "Nah, its ok"

She smiled lightly, "Listen I wanted to thank you for saving me that day"

After rubbing his eyes, the man looked at her.

"I couldn't let them kill you"

She looked down, "Well they almost killed you"

"Well that was actually going to happen if you wasn't there or not. Why was you there?"

The girl looked at her brown boots, "Its a long story..sir"

"Don't call me sir. I'm not old, call me John. Do you have a name?"

"Oh yeah I forgot. I'm Sherise"

John nodded before grabbing his hat and putting it on.

"Well I have to go see..."

"Miss Mcfarlane. I know, I'll walk you there if you want"

John nodded before following the girl out the shed to a large house.

"Mr. Marston! Back in the land of the living, I see."

Sherise and John looked and seen Bonnie walking over towards them.

"I figured it's about time I started paying back that 15 dollars."

"I sure can use an extra pair of hands 'round here. Let's see if we can get you back in the saddle."

John nodded and walked with Bonnie to the horses. But he stopped and looked back.

"You coming"

"There's the Foreman's Office. It's also where we lock up good-for-nothin' outlaws such as yourself."

"I'm happy enough with my current quarters right now, Miss MacFarlane."

"I picked out a fine horse for you. Come on. It's time for you to see what a real ranch looks like."

John mounted a Painted Standard bred as Sherise mounted a Quarter Horse and Bonnie mounted a Tobiano Pinto. They started off at a trot as Bonnie showed them around. Sherise just rode and and took in the scenery.

"To your right is the general store. You won't find Parisian high fashion, but it's good for the essentials."

"Very convenient. I don't think I've ever seen a ranch with its own store before."

"And here's the corral. This one's for the horses. What do you think?"

Sherise looked and was amazed by the horses. But by far her favorite is American Standard Bred. She heard a lot about those black beauties. They're very fast, the fastest out of all the thirteen horses she know of. With a shake of her head she got back to the tour.

"I'm no expert, but it certainly looks like a fine corral." John said after they past the corral

"I suspect you've stolen more horses than you've broken."

"Now where you'd get such an idea?"

"First impressions are hard to erase." They soon approached a train station, " That's the train station. Things sure have changed since the line finally got finished, bringing in all sorts of new folk like yourself."

"Is that such a bad thing?" Sherise asked

Bonnie sighed, "Change is only good when it makes things better." Then they came to a large barn, "That's the barn over there. Pa built it himself when I was just a little girl. And here we

are, back at the house. Let's stop for awhile before we head out on patrol."

"You'll get no complaints from me, Miss MacFarlane." John said after dis mounting his horse

"Come on. This is the only chance you'll get to rest."

Sherise dismounts and hitch her horse before following the older people to the Mcfarlane's house.

"How about a cold drink?"

"Thank you, ma'am. Getting shot and then riding a horse seems to take it out of you. I could use a rest."

"Sure, come on in. I'll show you the house and you can sit for a while."

"Thank you." John then looked at the teen, "You been quite all ride. You ok?"

Sherise smiled sheepishly and nodded. That evening, Bonnie's voice awakens John from his chair. Sherise was lying on the couch with head on the arm-rest sound asleep but Bonnie's voice woke her up too.

"Mr. Marston, Sherise."

"Miss MacFarlane." John and Sherise said together

"Remember me telling you about the trouble we've been having with rustlers and other undesirable?"

"I do."

"Will you and Sherise help me keep watch on the property line this evening?"

John got up and looked at the female rancher, "Are you sure that's a good idea. She's just a girl"

"I can hear you and if anything happens you're here" smiled Sherise before grabbing a rifle and heading out the door

John and Bonnie stared at the door in shock.

"Come. Let's head out. The country's really beautiful around this time." Bonnie said after her shock

John and Bonnie head out and saw Sherise already mounted on her Quarter Horse. They mount their horses and head for patrol.

"Right, follow me. Keep your eyes peeled for anything suspicious."

John stiffed in the saddle, "I feel a lot happier now I got a rifle."

Bonnie nodded, "Well, with your trigger itch and my feminine intuition, we should make

quite a team."

As they past the carrot flied they saw rabbits in it.

"Goddammit! These rabbits are at it again. C'mon, let's get rid of them once and for all."

John dismounted and started shooting. Another gun shot rang through the air. John looked and saw Sherise shooting. She had good eye.

"That's it! Kill those little varmints! Much obliged for the help. Them rabbits can be wily little critters. Mount back up." Bonnie said as she headed for her horse, "We should check out the

rest of the ranch. Let's get going." They mounted their horses and headed back to patrol, "We've still got plenty of ground to cover. If it's not the rustlers stealing our cattle, it's the rabbits stealing our crops."

But John wasn't listening he was staring at the young girl.

Catching him staring, "What?"

John shook his head, "That was some shooting where did you learn that from?"

Before Sherise could reply they heard Bonnie shout, "Was that a coyote? Get those pests before they scare the livestock!"

Sherise and John race to where the coyotes were. Once in sight they gunned them down.

"Looks like that was the last of the coyotes. Just a shame we had to lose any of the chickens. Come on. I'll show you the way to your room."

Sherise stirs her horse to follow John and Bonnie.

"You know, you can actually handle a rifle."

"It's something I've had a little experience in." Says John before looking at Sherise who ignored him and continued riding

"Maybe Bill Williamson did get lucky after all."

John shook his head, "Luck didn't really come into it, miss."

"You're a useful man to have around the ranch, that's for sure. But don't think I've forgotten what brought you here. We'll do whatever we can to help you."

John nodded, "I sure do appreciate that, Miss MacFarlane."

They come to the shed where they pulled their horses to a stop.

"This is you, Mr. Marston. Thank you for your help, Mr. Marston. Makes me kind of glad I saved your life. Get some sleep and I will see you

in the morning."

"Goodnight, Miss MacFarlane."

Bonnie looked at Sherise, "You coming?"

"I'll stay out a bit"

Bonnie said nothing and rode off.

"So you're going to tell me how you know all that?" John said riding over to the hitch post

Sherise rode over to the post and hitched her horse after dismounting.

"If you stop pressuring me"

John put his hands up in surrender, "Ok"

Sherise sighed, "My mom dead when I was young and I lived with my dad til I was eighteen. My dad was killed by Bill and his gang. I learned from their shooting Patrice"

"Hm. You have good aim. I could use you"

"What do you mean?"

John took a deep breath, "I'm hunting down some former friends of mine and I could use your help"

"Well I have nothing better to do or go. So why not risk my life for a totally stranger" Sherise said with a glared before walking off

"Wait" John grabbed Sherise wrist, "Its a long shot. But I'll teach you what I know and after everything I'll pay you and I'll give you a place to stay"

Sherise continued to glared at the man but then her eyes softened, "Fine"

John let her wrist go and smiled, "Now we should get some rest"

Sherise yawned, "I guess. I'll see you in the morning"

"Hold on, don't you want to bunk with me. There's a extra cot there"

Sherise looked at him with raised eye brows.

"So you won't be lonely"

She thought about it, "I guess so" before heading towards the shed with John following

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