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It was really amazing how much land there was in the wide open west. Amazing but beautiful. Punk assessed his next course as he momentarily stopped his horse. East of the praise...no there were officers just waiting for him after his last visit. He could've went straight on north...no, nothing up that way but desert and coyotes for miles. Westward? Yeah, he'd never been in that direction. "Alright," he spoke to his riding mate, "We're headed just west of the prairie. Judging from the direction of the train tracks, there's gotta be a town back that way." Slick Back turned to his side and furrowed his brow when he realized no one was there. Where did AJ go?

"Yoohoo!" He heard calling to him and when he looked out before him, he saw the girl was already started on her way to the trail; ahead of Punk on which way to go. "Aint ya tryna get there 'fore sundown? Move yer boots!"

Slick Back stared for a moment then mounted his horse with determination. The smirk on his face couldn't help but be plastered there and again they were off. They had a long ways to go.

However, they weren't alone.

***

The sheriff sat at the crossroads between the train tracks for quite some time, inquiring about the moist sand. For as hot as it was out there, it was no reason for the sand to be any kinds of moist. "I got me a gut feelin' Show been through here." He spoke aloud to himself. Usually he would've been talking to Randy but his partner was away.

It seemed like his party was about to be crashed when be heard galloping his way but as he turned around he saw it was the blonde outlaw from town. "You following me or something?" Cena scoffed and began to mount his horse.

Jericho smirked like only he could and slowed his horse. "Woah there, sheriff." the name was sarcastically stressed. "You're gut feeling was right. Townsfolk spotted Bazooka not too far from here. Follow this here train track west and we could get more information."

"I don't need your help." John sighed and finishing jumping on his steed.

The action only caused Chris to laugh. "You can say that Cena but you ain't got it in ya ta have a mind like a criminal. Your deputy knew how to think like an outlaw cuz he was an outlaw. Without him, you'll be wondering for days. You need me." The blonde shrugged and tipped his hat. "Besides, a good friend of mine said he met you at a church recently and he requested I keep an eye on ya. An eagle eye."

John just rolled his eyes and took off on his horse. He could hear hoofs behind him and he knew Chris was following. It be hard to shake him now. Mental note: Wring Edge's neck when he next saw him.

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Another 2 miles and they'd be in the mountains. Dolph was certain. It wouldn't take long either. Yes just a little longer.

He daydreamed of his life after he'd find the gold. A nice home came to mind with himself on a porch, overseeing his praise. Then when the summer sun beat down it's hottest, Vickie would come outside in her bikini top and daisy duke denim; a tall pitcher of ice cold lemonade in her hands.

"And so I said, ' You may as well shot that fella too!'" Ugh. It would follow that Dolph was pulled from his daydream by the man who wasn't in it. From his place guiding the horses, he turned back to see Jack inside the carriage yucking it up with Vickie. Those big teeth and matched with that obnoxiously loud laugh, ticked Ziggler off to no end.

He could only formulate the millions of ways he'd get rid of the man. Suddenly he was startled by a hand dropping on his shoulder. He turned to meet the stupid grin. "What?"

"Listen Dolphy," Not even Vickie called him that! Why was he so annoying?! Ziggler cut his eyes to Swagger. "We oughta head to a town for some more supplies. Those Uso twins ain't had enough to shake a stick at!"

Contemplating shooting Jack right there, Dolph grumbled and searched out the area. Yeah they were only miles from the mountains but Swagger was right. They didn't have much to work with. He looked around. "There's a town west 'a here. We'll head up that way."

Jack laughed again and patted his back. "That's the spirit Dolphy!" and he retreated back in the covered wagon. Oh he only wished they'd get to those mountains sooner.