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Most of the camp didn't rise early the following day, Dutch and Arthur headed over to see Susan after a late breakfast; they were keen to see how Catlin was.

"Good morning Miss Grimshaw" greeted Dutch as they approached her tent, Susan was preparing some food on the fire.

"Gentlemen" replied Susan standing with a plate of food

"How is Miss Catlin?" asked Dutch

"She has had a restless night, between myself and Mrs Adler we have been up through the night with her"

"I am not surprised the poor woman has had a very unsettling few days" said Arthur

"Unfortunately Mr Morgan, when she did fall asleep she'd wake crying"

"May we see her?" Even Dutch, leader of the gang still asked for permission, especially when it came to the women of the group, they had protection and leadership in Susan. It was a well-known and highly regarded rule that men must ask Susan when it came to the women. Susan nodded as Arthur and Dutch followed her to the tent where Catlin had been placed the day before.

"Good morning Miss Catlin" smiled Susan, Catlin was sitting propped up by some blankets, she returned the smile weakly "I hope you don't mind but Dutch and Mr Morgan here would like to talk to you"

"I guess that would be fine" said Catlin meekly, she caught sight of the two men behind Susan "Will you stay Miss Grimshaw?"

"Of course I can, I just hope no one minds if I eat" both men shook their heads, Susan took a seat near the entrance.

"Good morning Miss Read" began Dutch "I hope you are feeling better this morning"

"A little thank you" replied Catlin "I didn't get your full name yesterday Mr…"

"Mr van de Linde and you remember Mr Morgan" Dutch motioned to Arthur who nodded "If you don't mind, we have a few questions"

"I can try" replied Catlin, Arthur noted she was a very politely spoken young woman

"We would like to know where you are from and how you ended up with the Lemoyne" enquired Dutch

"I am from Limpany, three days ago the Lemoyne came to town and burnt the post to the ground" said Catlin sadly "There was the Army supply coach in having a change of horses heading to Fort Wallace"

"How did you know where they were heading?" asked Arthur

"My papa is…was the blacksmith, he got talking to the soldiers" corrected Catlin "When the Lemoyne arrived, they started by shooting the Sherriff and his deputies. Then they started gathering up the rest of the town's folk, they did some nasty things" wailed Catlin "Why do that and in front of the children!" Catlin started crying and buried her head in her hands.

"Shh" soothed Arthur as he moved in next to Catlin and comforted her "You are safe now from those damn raiders!" said Arthur gruffly, Catlin looked up at him shocked and surprised at his outburst, she was surprised at how civilised this gang was. Her father had always told her they had no laws and where not above breaking the law.

"Thank you, Mr Morgan" sniffed Catlin as she moved the blanket covering her to wipe her eyes, her wrists where bandaged "My papa told me to hide behind the furnace in the forge, he went outside with his gun. I heard lots of gun shots, then smelt smoke, the workshop caught on fire very quickly; I couldn't stay there so went outside. The Lemoyne hadn't left, so they saw me and caught me…" Catlin didn't say anything more but Dutch and Arthur didn't need any further explanation of what happened.

"Some men can be evil" whispered Arthur letting Catlin go out of his embrace and moving off the bed.

"Honey" came Susan's voice "I can assure you that whilst you are here in this you are under the protection of Mr van der Linde, no harm like that will ever come to you here. All you have to do is follow the rules and you'll be safe and have the protection of everyone here."

"That is… most kind" stuttered Catlin.

"Given all you have been through, I do hate to ask" began Dutch gently "You may have over heard we have a plan for the supplies in the wagons" Catlin nodded "We require some assistance in this plan"

"And if I refuse?" asked Catlin

"Once you are recovered, we'll give you a horse and let you leave" said Dutch "You have my word, providing you do not tell anyone about us or where the camp is" Catlin looked away and thought

"Let me enlighten you on your plan" requested Catlin, Dutch explained Hosea's plan to her

"So, you see we need someone to go and tell the Army where the supplies are and well…"

"We are all wanted men" finished Arthur

"So, let me just check" asked Catlin "You need little me to get the Government to come, because if any of you go, you'll get arrested?"

"Yes ma'am, they'll probably think we stole the coach as well" sighed Arthur, Catlin didn't know what do to, she didn't know anyone here, yes sure the people in the tent had helped her. Her father had warned her about outlaws and gangs 'no honour amongst thieves' he had said.

"Yes ma'am, we figure they'd believe you and actually come. We then take the finder's fee from the Government and the money from the traders" confirmed Dutch

"And if I want to leave, you'll just let me?" checked Catlin

"Yes ma'am" nodded Arthurs

"You take some time, we'll leave you know" said Dutch as he rose.