AN: this is just something i cooked up one night while watching that civil
war series thing on PBS one night. it's not exactly perfect but it's fun
for me to write. anyway, hope ya enjoy!!!
Chapter 1: Rebels
"It's my duty to Tennessee," Darien said as he buttoned up the private's uniform of a confederate soldier.
"But Darien," Serena begged. "What if you are killed?"
"I won't be," he said, touching her cheek softly.
He sighed heavily, his eyes dark and murky, and walked swiftly past her, over to where he had sat his belongings.
"I want you to go visit your cousin in Atlanta," he muttered a command.
"Darien," she pleaded again, taking his arm and looking up into his stormy eyes. "I'll be fine here."
He looked down into her bright blue eyes and held her at arm's length from himself.
"I know. I will just feel better knowing you are with family," he finally said.
She let out a long, annoyed breath and he knew he'd won. He smiled at her and she gave him a half-hearted smile in return.
"I'll see you off to Atlanta and then I'm heading out," he said to her as he picked up his belongings in his bag and walked out the door.
He threw his bag in the back of the wagon he had attached to his horse and turned around to see her standing in the doorstep, the morning sunlight bouncing off of her golden hair that she wore drawn up on either side in pig tails and curled into tight bouncy curls that rested just below her shoulders. He smiled at her. She always looked good, he thought, no matter what. He walked up to her softly and quietly. Standing only inches from her, he looked down as good as he could into her eyes and drew her chin up with his thumb.
"I know that some people believe that you shouldn't do this till you're good and married, but," he swallowed and lowered his head to hers more, his lips only millimeters from hers. "I think now is appropriate," he whispered onto her lips and then gently pressed his to hers.
Her eyes went wide for a moment and then she settled into it. He put his hands on her waist and held her tightly in place. A tingle ran up her spine and she broke off the kiss in a bit of a panic.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have-"
"No," she said quickly. "You should have. And it's alright," she comforted him. "I liked it. Whether it makes me a harlot or not."
He laughed at her bubbling smile and the blunt remark she made.
"You, by far, are not a harlot," he said to her, his dark eyes smiling at her. "Now get your things. We'll be off in a few moments."
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"Rei!" Serena called out to her rich cousin as Darien pulled the wagon to a halt.
"Sere!" Rei called back as Serena jumped out of the cart in an unladylike fashion and ran to Rei to hug her. "How have you been?"
"I've been good Rei," Serena said. "It's more like 'how have you been doing?'" she said in awe at the magnificent mansion that lay before her eyes. "How in the world did you get all of this?"
"My brother," she said proudly. "You know. The one from Massachusetts?"
"Oh yeah," Serena said as the vision of a young man with high carriage and a lot of money came to mind. "The rich Yankee."
"Yeah," Rei said, rolling her eyes. "Something like that. Anyway, would ya'll like to come in for some tea?" she asked, making her way back to the magnificent front doors.
"I can't," Darien said sadly. "I have to go report for duty, but if you could let Serena stay with you, I'd be very happy."
"Of course Darien!" Rei exclaimed. "Oh! We'll have so much fun."
"Thank you Rei," Darien said before she could say anything else, drawing him up into a conversation that would deter his departure, and then he turned to Serena.
"Sere," he said lovingly as he drew her close to himself in a tight embrace. "I love you Sere. Now you take care of yourself and stay mindful of other people and don't forget me."
"How could I ever forget you?" she asked as her big blue eyes began to tear up. "I love you too Darien, and now that we've found it, I don't want to lose you."
"You won't Sere, you won't," he reassured her.
"And if you get yourself killed, I swear I'll never forgive you," she tried to be serious but his ever increasing smile made her giggle like a little school girl.
"You'll never have to not forgive me," he said, taking her hand in his. "I promise you, I will return."
"And I'll hold you to it," she said as he leaned down to kiss her one last time.
"I'll see you soon," he whispered to her right before he turned to his, now unharnessed horse, jumped into the saddle, and with strong encouragement to the horse, he rode off into the sunset, his jet black hair flying back in the wind.
A perfect match with his midnight black horse.
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"Oh Serena," Rei said to her cousin the next morning at breakfast. "Just guess who's riding through town tomorrow!" Rei said very excitedly.
"I never will if you don't tell me Rei," Serena half begged.
Rei lit up.
"The Texas Rangers," she stated very matter-of-factly.
"The Texas Rangers?" Serena repeated. "But who are they?"
"Who are th- who are they?!? Serena, where have you been?" Rei asked and Serena shrugged her shoulders. "Well, they are only the best calvary in the entire Confederate Army. The fastest horses with the fastest riders and sharpshooters in the entire south and north. Oh, they are so exciting to watch. You'll just love it."
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Pounding. The pounding of one hundred hooves. Fast and hard they came. Rei and Serena stopped walking on the side path and stood under the awning of the general store as the pounding grew louder but slower. The horses had been pulled back to a mere lope from their raging gallop in case there was any obstruction in their pathway, no one would be seriously injured.
The leader of the regiment sat proudly atop of a stunningly golden Palomino horse with a snow white tail and mane, high white socks, and a bright white blaze down his face. He tipped his dusty cowboy hat at the two ladies and glanced back at Rei as they rounded the 90ยบ curve in the middle of the city. He locked his gaze on her until he had no other choice than to look forward again, his comrades and their horses hot on his tail.
The twenty-some-odd group was sparse to say the least, but the roughest, toughest band of men in the entire army; General Lee's secret weapon, so to speak. As they thundered past, no doubtedly to the nearest bar or saloon, they left a dusty cloud and heavy hoofprints, the mark of the Texas Rangers, other than, of course, a bullet to the head or a decapitated body or something along those lines, but that was in battle.
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Rei and Serena kept on their walk and talked about nonsensical things as they drew closer and closer to the resting place of the Rangers.
"Rei," Serena said. "I do believe that we are coming closer to those men we saw riding in earlier."
"I believe you are correct in that," Rei said and lifted her chin up some as they approached the tall, golden steed.
"And who might you be?" she asked the magnificent horse.
"His name's Andy," a deep tenor voice replied from just behind her that set her blood on fire.
She jumped, completely alarmed of another's presence other than the horses and Serena. She turned around quickly to see herself eye to eye with the leader of the Rangers. His blue eyes looking out at her from underneath a dirty, worn cowboy hat. His blonde hair peeked out from under his hat, the sunlight glistening on it every now and then. She looked down.
he was completely wretched. His duster and shirt was filthy. His pants were incredibly dirty, grass stained, mud stained, and blood stained. But not his blood. Never his blood. Always the blood of the unfortunate person who challenged him head on in hand to hand combat. He had recently been in a fight, she guessed, judging by a slash in his shirt, but he had moved too quickly to get struck himself.
And then his boots. She couldn't even tell what the original color had been. How one could get so dirty was beyond her thought comprehension. But he sure was sexy.
As she kept looking him over again and again, she realized the silliness of the image she may have seemed to project.
"And who might you be?" she asked articulately.
"The name's Jed," he replied with somewhat of a Texas drawl.
She snickered at it.
"What?" He asked, very confused on what had amused her so.
"Nothing," she said, regaining her composure.
"And who are you ma'am?" he asked very nonchalantly.
"I am not easily won," she said proudly, the way a spoiled little rich girl would have.
He smiled. That was one thing that was clean on him at least, but she didn't smile back.
"Well, miss, it looks like I'm going to have to make it my personal mission to see you smile at something other than my horse and to find out your name," he said, looking at her and assessing her.
"You sure are beautiful," he said softly to her, dropping all hints of an accent.
"Like I said," she stated in his face. "I am not easily won."
She turned right in front of him and walked off and around a corner, probably never to be seen by him again. He jumped back as she turned quickly, trying to avoid being knocked down or anything by her. He nearly started off after her, but instead he stood there, holding himself back as she walked away.
"Women," he said roughly before rejoining his friends.
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"Men," Rei scoffed. "Such pigs!"
"Hey now," Chad said from another room in the mansion. "None of that."
"Sorry Chad," Rei said. "Sometimes I forget that you are male."
"Rei!" Serena gasped. "How could you?! He completely reeks of testosterone."
"Ok now. It's not like I'm right here," Chad said. "Plus, havin' to live with you two isn't much helpin' my level of manliness."
"Manliness?" Rei asked incredulously. "I've seen manlier."
"Oh! Like that man yesterday!" Serena exclaimed. "Oh he did look so wonderfully handsome!"
"Handsome?!" Rei nearly shrieked. "He was covered in dirt and was completely filthy."
"But you have to admit, somewhere under all of that dirt is a very handsome man," Serena said, not giving up.
"Whatever," Rei rolled her eyes.
"What man?" Chad asked, leaning into the doorway then.
"Oh just some Texas Ranger," Serena said.
"A Rang- A TEXAS RANGER?!?!" Chad nearly fell out of his chair at that.
"Yes," Rei said softly.
"What in tarnation was my sister doing with the likes of a Texan?"
"What's wrong with them?" Serena asked. "He seemed a rightful gentleman."
"Yeah, seemed. But they're all the same. Only sinful harlots hang about with the likes those unfaithful, trigger happy, blasphemous cowboys," Chad put emphasis on the negative parts of his description.
"That's so not true!" Rei countered.
"And you hanging' 'round 'em only adds to it and destroys your reputation Rei," Chad said.
"You can't stop me," Rei stated forcefully.
"Suppose I can't," he said. "You just don't go turnin' yourself into their ride-a-round gal for this pit stop."
"Rei'd never!" Serena defended her cousin.
"I know, I know. But I also know that women will do almost anything if they think it'll make a man love them. Just be careful. That's all I'm saying."
"You know me," she said with a smirk. "I'm not that easy."
"Damned Yankee," Serena muttered under her breath to Rei. *************************
"Miss!" the blonde haired man called out to Rei as she walked swiftly to the general store.
"Miss!" he called again as he caught up with her.
"Stop," he commanded and placed his hands firmly on her arms to hold her still while he looked down into her eyes.
Blue. Blue fire. His eyes were vibrant blue as she looked up into them. All the innocence that she had bored into him with her returned gaze.
"What do you want?" she asked through gritted teeth.
He closed his eyes to choke back a comment.
"I just want to know your name," he said.
She looked him over again. He'd lost the hat but still had the same filthy clothes as he had on the previous night.
She glared at him and shook herself from his hold easily.
"I won't give up until I find your name," he said walking behind her.
"You can try," she said.
"I will find it out."
"Not likely."
"Why not?"
"I don't have to tell you," she said turning back to him.
"No you don't."
"Then why do you keep on if you know I won't if I don't have to?"
"I don't give up easily."
"You are so damn stubborn!" she yelled at him, turning away from him and continuing on her way.
"Yeah, and you're just a spoiled little rich girl!" he yelled back.
"How dare you!" she shrieked, turning to him.
"Well, it's true isn't it?"
"You are nothing but a coward and an annoyance. Now be gone!" she yelled at him and ran off as fast as she could, leaving him to go on to the army encampment with her hanging over his head.
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"We got a live one here!" a young private yelled as he ran in a panic toward the confederate encampment.
a hungry battle had been raging on for hours, starting at the bugle call that morning.
"We need a surgeon!!" the same young private yelled in a panic as he saw the figure of a valiant, golden palomino stallion come galloping, full- speed, to the camp.
his white mane wavered in the wind as his rider dismounted him and pulled the limp body from the saddle into his arms. The man, with hair almost as gold as his horse's and fire blue eyes, strode fast with heavy feet to the medical tent with the unconscious black-haired man he held in his arms.
"He's been shot," the rescuer informed the medics as he refused to let any of them take the other man from him until he had lain him down gently on the operating bed.
"Sir," a nurse said to him, taking note that he paid little or no attention to the blood-soaked spot on the left side of his shirt.
he ignored her just the same.
"Sir," she said again, only more demanding.
"Tend to him!" the man yelled at her. "He needs help more than I do."
"Sir, I'll have to ask you to step back please," another exasperated nurse said to him, pushing him back to the opening of the tent. "Sir, please. Stand here," she begged him.
He complied and then, without warning, he suddenly feeling the effects of his long, hard ride, trying to keep the poor shot man in the saddle, steer his horse, although it wasn't really necessary, keep himself upright and alert long enough to get the man to camp, and feeling the excessive blood loss through the gash in his side, he collapsed.
AN: i hope you enjoyed this as much as i did!!! please, please, please review me!!1 i'd muchly appreciate it. until the next chapter, which will come faster with more reviews, take care and see ya!!!
Chapter 1: Rebels
"It's my duty to Tennessee," Darien said as he buttoned up the private's uniform of a confederate soldier.
"But Darien," Serena begged. "What if you are killed?"
"I won't be," he said, touching her cheek softly.
He sighed heavily, his eyes dark and murky, and walked swiftly past her, over to where he had sat his belongings.
"I want you to go visit your cousin in Atlanta," he muttered a command.
"Darien," she pleaded again, taking his arm and looking up into his stormy eyes. "I'll be fine here."
He looked down into her bright blue eyes and held her at arm's length from himself.
"I know. I will just feel better knowing you are with family," he finally said.
She let out a long, annoyed breath and he knew he'd won. He smiled at her and she gave him a half-hearted smile in return.
"I'll see you off to Atlanta and then I'm heading out," he said to her as he picked up his belongings in his bag and walked out the door.
He threw his bag in the back of the wagon he had attached to his horse and turned around to see her standing in the doorstep, the morning sunlight bouncing off of her golden hair that she wore drawn up on either side in pig tails and curled into tight bouncy curls that rested just below her shoulders. He smiled at her. She always looked good, he thought, no matter what. He walked up to her softly and quietly. Standing only inches from her, he looked down as good as he could into her eyes and drew her chin up with his thumb.
"I know that some people believe that you shouldn't do this till you're good and married, but," he swallowed and lowered his head to hers more, his lips only millimeters from hers. "I think now is appropriate," he whispered onto her lips and then gently pressed his to hers.
Her eyes went wide for a moment and then she settled into it. He put his hands on her waist and held her tightly in place. A tingle ran up her spine and she broke off the kiss in a bit of a panic.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have-"
"No," she said quickly. "You should have. And it's alright," she comforted him. "I liked it. Whether it makes me a harlot or not."
He laughed at her bubbling smile and the blunt remark she made.
"You, by far, are not a harlot," he said to her, his dark eyes smiling at her. "Now get your things. We'll be off in a few moments."
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"Rei!" Serena called out to her rich cousin as Darien pulled the wagon to a halt.
"Sere!" Rei called back as Serena jumped out of the cart in an unladylike fashion and ran to Rei to hug her. "How have you been?"
"I've been good Rei," Serena said. "It's more like 'how have you been doing?'" she said in awe at the magnificent mansion that lay before her eyes. "How in the world did you get all of this?"
"My brother," she said proudly. "You know. The one from Massachusetts?"
"Oh yeah," Serena said as the vision of a young man with high carriage and a lot of money came to mind. "The rich Yankee."
"Yeah," Rei said, rolling her eyes. "Something like that. Anyway, would ya'll like to come in for some tea?" she asked, making her way back to the magnificent front doors.
"I can't," Darien said sadly. "I have to go report for duty, but if you could let Serena stay with you, I'd be very happy."
"Of course Darien!" Rei exclaimed. "Oh! We'll have so much fun."
"Thank you Rei," Darien said before she could say anything else, drawing him up into a conversation that would deter his departure, and then he turned to Serena.
"Sere," he said lovingly as he drew her close to himself in a tight embrace. "I love you Sere. Now you take care of yourself and stay mindful of other people and don't forget me."
"How could I ever forget you?" she asked as her big blue eyes began to tear up. "I love you too Darien, and now that we've found it, I don't want to lose you."
"You won't Sere, you won't," he reassured her.
"And if you get yourself killed, I swear I'll never forgive you," she tried to be serious but his ever increasing smile made her giggle like a little school girl.
"You'll never have to not forgive me," he said, taking her hand in his. "I promise you, I will return."
"And I'll hold you to it," she said as he leaned down to kiss her one last time.
"I'll see you soon," he whispered to her right before he turned to his, now unharnessed horse, jumped into the saddle, and with strong encouragement to the horse, he rode off into the sunset, his jet black hair flying back in the wind.
A perfect match with his midnight black horse.
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"Oh Serena," Rei said to her cousin the next morning at breakfast. "Just guess who's riding through town tomorrow!" Rei said very excitedly.
"I never will if you don't tell me Rei," Serena half begged.
Rei lit up.
"The Texas Rangers," she stated very matter-of-factly.
"The Texas Rangers?" Serena repeated. "But who are they?"
"Who are th- who are they?!? Serena, where have you been?" Rei asked and Serena shrugged her shoulders. "Well, they are only the best calvary in the entire Confederate Army. The fastest horses with the fastest riders and sharpshooters in the entire south and north. Oh, they are so exciting to watch. You'll just love it."
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Pounding. The pounding of one hundred hooves. Fast and hard they came. Rei and Serena stopped walking on the side path and stood under the awning of the general store as the pounding grew louder but slower. The horses had been pulled back to a mere lope from their raging gallop in case there was any obstruction in their pathway, no one would be seriously injured.
The leader of the regiment sat proudly atop of a stunningly golden Palomino horse with a snow white tail and mane, high white socks, and a bright white blaze down his face. He tipped his dusty cowboy hat at the two ladies and glanced back at Rei as they rounded the 90ยบ curve in the middle of the city. He locked his gaze on her until he had no other choice than to look forward again, his comrades and their horses hot on his tail.
The twenty-some-odd group was sparse to say the least, but the roughest, toughest band of men in the entire army; General Lee's secret weapon, so to speak. As they thundered past, no doubtedly to the nearest bar or saloon, they left a dusty cloud and heavy hoofprints, the mark of the Texas Rangers, other than, of course, a bullet to the head or a decapitated body or something along those lines, but that was in battle.
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Rei and Serena kept on their walk and talked about nonsensical things as they drew closer and closer to the resting place of the Rangers.
"Rei," Serena said. "I do believe that we are coming closer to those men we saw riding in earlier."
"I believe you are correct in that," Rei said and lifted her chin up some as they approached the tall, golden steed.
"And who might you be?" she asked the magnificent horse.
"His name's Andy," a deep tenor voice replied from just behind her that set her blood on fire.
She jumped, completely alarmed of another's presence other than the horses and Serena. She turned around quickly to see herself eye to eye with the leader of the Rangers. His blue eyes looking out at her from underneath a dirty, worn cowboy hat. His blonde hair peeked out from under his hat, the sunlight glistening on it every now and then. She looked down.
he was completely wretched. His duster and shirt was filthy. His pants were incredibly dirty, grass stained, mud stained, and blood stained. But not his blood. Never his blood. Always the blood of the unfortunate person who challenged him head on in hand to hand combat. He had recently been in a fight, she guessed, judging by a slash in his shirt, but he had moved too quickly to get struck himself.
And then his boots. She couldn't even tell what the original color had been. How one could get so dirty was beyond her thought comprehension. But he sure was sexy.
As she kept looking him over again and again, she realized the silliness of the image she may have seemed to project.
"And who might you be?" she asked articulately.
"The name's Jed," he replied with somewhat of a Texas drawl.
She snickered at it.
"What?" He asked, very confused on what had amused her so.
"Nothing," she said, regaining her composure.
"And who are you ma'am?" he asked very nonchalantly.
"I am not easily won," she said proudly, the way a spoiled little rich girl would have.
He smiled. That was one thing that was clean on him at least, but she didn't smile back.
"Well, miss, it looks like I'm going to have to make it my personal mission to see you smile at something other than my horse and to find out your name," he said, looking at her and assessing her.
"You sure are beautiful," he said softly to her, dropping all hints of an accent.
"Like I said," she stated in his face. "I am not easily won."
She turned right in front of him and walked off and around a corner, probably never to be seen by him again. He jumped back as she turned quickly, trying to avoid being knocked down or anything by her. He nearly started off after her, but instead he stood there, holding himself back as she walked away.
"Women," he said roughly before rejoining his friends.
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"Men," Rei scoffed. "Such pigs!"
"Hey now," Chad said from another room in the mansion. "None of that."
"Sorry Chad," Rei said. "Sometimes I forget that you are male."
"Rei!" Serena gasped. "How could you?! He completely reeks of testosterone."
"Ok now. It's not like I'm right here," Chad said. "Plus, havin' to live with you two isn't much helpin' my level of manliness."
"Manliness?" Rei asked incredulously. "I've seen manlier."
"Oh! Like that man yesterday!" Serena exclaimed. "Oh he did look so wonderfully handsome!"
"Handsome?!" Rei nearly shrieked. "He was covered in dirt and was completely filthy."
"But you have to admit, somewhere under all of that dirt is a very handsome man," Serena said, not giving up.
"Whatever," Rei rolled her eyes.
"What man?" Chad asked, leaning into the doorway then.
"Oh just some Texas Ranger," Serena said.
"A Rang- A TEXAS RANGER?!?!" Chad nearly fell out of his chair at that.
"Yes," Rei said softly.
"What in tarnation was my sister doing with the likes of a Texan?"
"What's wrong with them?" Serena asked. "He seemed a rightful gentleman."
"Yeah, seemed. But they're all the same. Only sinful harlots hang about with the likes those unfaithful, trigger happy, blasphemous cowboys," Chad put emphasis on the negative parts of his description.
"That's so not true!" Rei countered.
"And you hanging' 'round 'em only adds to it and destroys your reputation Rei," Chad said.
"You can't stop me," Rei stated forcefully.
"Suppose I can't," he said. "You just don't go turnin' yourself into their ride-a-round gal for this pit stop."
"Rei'd never!" Serena defended her cousin.
"I know, I know. But I also know that women will do almost anything if they think it'll make a man love them. Just be careful. That's all I'm saying."
"You know me," she said with a smirk. "I'm not that easy."
"Damned Yankee," Serena muttered under her breath to Rei. *************************
"Miss!" the blonde haired man called out to Rei as she walked swiftly to the general store.
"Miss!" he called again as he caught up with her.
"Stop," he commanded and placed his hands firmly on her arms to hold her still while he looked down into her eyes.
Blue. Blue fire. His eyes were vibrant blue as she looked up into them. All the innocence that she had bored into him with her returned gaze.
"What do you want?" she asked through gritted teeth.
He closed his eyes to choke back a comment.
"I just want to know your name," he said.
She looked him over again. He'd lost the hat but still had the same filthy clothes as he had on the previous night.
She glared at him and shook herself from his hold easily.
"I won't give up until I find your name," he said walking behind her.
"You can try," she said.
"I will find it out."
"Not likely."
"Why not?"
"I don't have to tell you," she said turning back to him.
"No you don't."
"Then why do you keep on if you know I won't if I don't have to?"
"I don't give up easily."
"You are so damn stubborn!" she yelled at him, turning away from him and continuing on her way.
"Yeah, and you're just a spoiled little rich girl!" he yelled back.
"How dare you!" she shrieked, turning to him.
"Well, it's true isn't it?"
"You are nothing but a coward and an annoyance. Now be gone!" she yelled at him and ran off as fast as she could, leaving him to go on to the army encampment with her hanging over his head.
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"We got a live one here!" a young private yelled as he ran in a panic toward the confederate encampment.
a hungry battle had been raging on for hours, starting at the bugle call that morning.
"We need a surgeon!!" the same young private yelled in a panic as he saw the figure of a valiant, golden palomino stallion come galloping, full- speed, to the camp.
his white mane wavered in the wind as his rider dismounted him and pulled the limp body from the saddle into his arms. The man, with hair almost as gold as his horse's and fire blue eyes, strode fast with heavy feet to the medical tent with the unconscious black-haired man he held in his arms.
"He's been shot," the rescuer informed the medics as he refused to let any of them take the other man from him until he had lain him down gently on the operating bed.
"Sir," a nurse said to him, taking note that he paid little or no attention to the blood-soaked spot on the left side of his shirt.
he ignored her just the same.
"Sir," she said again, only more demanding.
"Tend to him!" the man yelled at her. "He needs help more than I do."
"Sir, I'll have to ask you to step back please," another exasperated nurse said to him, pushing him back to the opening of the tent. "Sir, please. Stand here," she begged him.
He complied and then, without warning, he suddenly feeling the effects of his long, hard ride, trying to keep the poor shot man in the saddle, steer his horse, although it wasn't really necessary, keep himself upright and alert long enough to get the man to camp, and feeling the excessive blood loss through the gash in his side, he collapsed.
AN: i hope you enjoyed this as much as i did!!! please, please, please review me!!1 i'd muchly appreciate it. until the next chapter, which will come faster with more reviews, take care and see ya!!!
