Texas Ranger
Written by: Mike Cobb
Subject: D/J, P/An, Jk/Jn
Rating: R violence, and maybe more.
Warning: Character death, if you're squimish about character's dieing don't read.
Disclaimer: I hereby state, not now, nor ever, do I own any of the characters from the show; I am merely borrowing them for my own amusement. All of this belongs to Kevin Williamson, The WB, Outerbanks Entertainment, Columbia TriStar, and Sony.
Dawson Leery stood on the hill, looking down on a grave. He knew he had to say goodbye, but didn't want to, this woman had been everything to him. She was his reason for breathing, and now she was gone.
Maybe i should start at the begining, so everyone will have a clear idea what i am talking about.
MAY 15, 1872
Joey Potter was sitting on the porch of the hotel her and her sister owned. It was early morning, the sun was just starting to break over top of the horizen. She noticed a stranger riding into town. He rode slowly in from the west looking all around. Her eyes noticed right away the gun he wore on his hip. It was worn and looked like it had seen hard use. She had seen her share of hard ones and he seemed harder than most. He was either an outlaw, a bounty hunter or a law man. He slowly rode up to her and tiped his hat.
"Ma'am, Is this the only hotel in this town?"
"Yes sir it is, i am part owner can i help you."
With her words he lifted his head and looked her in the eyes. Her breath caught in her chest. His eyes were like pools of sky, it was like he could see right into her soul. She knew right then and there that there was something about the man.
"Why, yes ma'am i need a room for a couple of nights. You wouldn't have a room now would you?"
"Well of course we would, it is a hotel."
"I'm sorry ms. i didn't mean to offend you, but i have come to small towns looking for outlaws before, and nearly got run out of town. So i get a little defensive at first." The man says.
"I see so what you are trying to say is you think i would hide an outlaw from the law?" Joey asks him.
"Well ms. believe it or not stranger things have happened. When you have been shot because of those stranger things, you tend to be a little jumpy. Again i am sorry for offending you. I'm sure i can find a suitable place just out side of town to camp. Sorry to have wasted your time." He tells her as he turns his horse to leave.
At this time a man walks into the street not more than twenty paces from the man. He has his guns loose and is staring at the stranger, when he says to his friend, standing a few feet away.
"Well Well look what we got here. If it isn't Dawson Leery Texas ranger."
"That's U.S. Marshall now." The man called Dawson says. He slowly dismounts from his horse.
Joey notices him slip the tie down off of his gun as he does so. She knows what is about to happen but has to see this man in action.
"Jimmy Tuson, i thought we had settled this little fued between us. Didn't your two brothers dieing and me letting you go do that?"
At this Joey's mouth opens she had never heard of something like that happening.
"Of course it did, Dawson. This has nothing to do with that. It seems you were sent here to stop something i just can't let be stopped. So what do you say, turn around and ride out of here before it is to late. I like this town, and i would hate to see it get all shot up and you dead over something you can, well look away from." Jimmy says.
"Well that is a problem Jimmy, you see if it was just me being a citizen, and you didn't bother me, i could look the other way. Maybe. But this star on my chest." He pushes his coat open so all can see the badge there. " It kinda says i have to take a hand and stop it. So i guess were out of luck on me riding out." At this he smackes his horse on the rump moving it out of the way.
"That is to bad old friend. I do have one question for you before this all happens."
"Sure Jimmy for old time sake what is your question?"
"What do you want it to say on your tomestone?" Jimmy smiles at him.
Then as quick as Joey has ever seen, this Jimmy guy drew, but as fast as he was, compared to the stranger he was slow. The stranger's gun was out and sounded three times before another shot was heard from behind him, and a second coming from the side. He spun and fired twice more and another man screamed. He quickly reload his gun and looked around. Laying in the street were four men, One was that Jimmy guy. She didn't reconize him although she did reconize one of the others. She was now staring openly at this stranger, what was it that guy said his name was? Oh yeah, Dawson, Dawson Leery. As she watched him he slowly turned and walked toward her, saddness on his face. She had to remember to close her mouth as he approched.
"Ma'am i hate to bother you, but do you have a saw bones in this town?" He asks her.
"If you mean a doctor, yes his office is over top of the general store over there. But i don't think those men need him." She says with a little disscused in her voice, now that the shock of seeing him move so quickly was over.
"No ma'am i don't reckon they will but-------" With that he falls face first onto her front steps.
