A/N: Hey guys! You probably figured this out by now, but I'm going to put two people to a chapter. The parings are as follows: Angel/Collins, April/Mark, Roger/OC, Maureen/Johannah & Benny/Mimi. If you want to read about a certain character, PM me and I'll figure out how to change the chapters.

The pattern will go as follows:

Chapter 1 - Collins & April
Chapter 2 - Mark & Maureen
Chapter 3 - Roger & OC
Chapter 4 - Angel & Mimi
Chapter 5 - Benny & Johannah

It will then repeat twice more.

A/N 2: The bargirls dress colors:

April - green
Mimi - black
Johannah - purple
Maureen - blue
Becca (my OC) - red

If you guys have any questions, feel free to PM me.

Happy reading!

~Lucky

CHAPTER TWO

Mark let out a frustrated sigh and moved closer to the angry bull. The other hired hands watched Mark intently as he tried to ride the bull without getting hurt, which was impossible.

"Don't be a wuss!" one of the hands called. The bull stamped its foot and snorted. Mark got behind the bull and climbed the fence. He then leapt off the fence and onto the bull's back, hanging onto its neck for dear life. That was the last thing Mark remembered.

When Mark awoke, he had a headache and could see out of one eye.

"What happened?" Mark asked aloud.

"You was almost killed by my bull, boy." Benny's voice answered.

"I'm so sorry, Benny. The other hands dared me and I cain't say no to them." Mark rambled.

"I know." Benny said.

Over time, Mark's injuries healed and he could work again. He learned to turn down the other hand's dares, knowing how dangerous and stupid they were. Also, he had April to think about – if he died, what would happen to her? He pushed the thought out of his head and returned to his chores.

Maureen slammed the drink on the bar and shoved it in the customer's face. She had a short temper, a fiery personality and a feisty spirit. She hailed from Ireland, so these Americans really pissed her off. Johannah, the other barmaid that worked with Maureen, was ill, so it was left to Maureen to fend for herself.

"An' don't come back ya lousy turd!" Maureen spat as the customer left. After that, it was quiet. As Maureen was cleaning up the mess she made when someone snuck up behind her, knocked her out and raped her.

Maureen woke up and heard concerned voices of the other barmaids talking to her. Mimi took Maureen home while April cleaned up. From that day forth, Maureen always made sure someone worked with her. Mr. Dimms, the owner of the saloon, hired a raven-haired beauty named Becca to work with Maureen. Maureen stared at the girl as she entered the saloon to work. She had ivory skin, raven-colored hair and brown eyes. She was twenty years of age and was expecting. Maureen could see the bump under Becca's dress as she walked from the bar to the men seated at the tables and back again. Mr. Dimms didn't like the girls taking breaks, but allowed Becca because of her condition.

"Who's the da?" Maureen asked, watching Becca fill the water pitcher.

"Sorry?" Becca asked. Her voice was clear and smooth as an angel's.

"Who's the da?" Maureen repeated. Becca turned her face, a sign that a person was ashamed.

"I never saw his face." Becca whispered, tears in her eyes. Maureen kept silent and went back to work.

Three months later, Maureen entered the saloon and saw Becca standing behind the bar, her stomach a little bigger. Maureen also noticed that the other girl had a glow about her.

"Mornin'." Becca greeted Maureen.

"Mornin'." Maureen echoed. She then went to the bar and poured herself a glass of whisky. Mr. Dimms allowed all of the girls to have one drink on the house. If they wanted more, they would have to pay for it themselves.

"If you want, I could give the customers at the tables if you want to get the customers at the bar." Maureen told Becca. The other girl smiled and took a sip of her water. She was the only barmaid who didn't drink alcohol.

That day, the saloon was busy and hotter than ever. Maureen took over for Becca when she couldn't bear the heat. She sat upon an empty barstool and fanned herself with a folded up napkin. Mark and the other hired hands came in the saloon when the weather got too unbearable to stay outdoors. Maureen introduced Becca to Mark. He smiled at Becca and, learning she was expecting, thought of every way to keep her cool. Becca was forever grateful to him and thought him kind, as friends are supposed to be.