Through Albino Eyes (On Hold) Chapter 3: The Town, a hatfields & mccoys fanfic

Cap had gotten his eye splintered in the time Charlotte was gone. He had forgotten the little sixteen four foot eleven girl that was so small yet packed a punch, that he barely noticed the time go by.

"Cap?" His dad asked.

"Yeah pa?"

"I ordered a saw a few weeks back. That new shop in town should have it 'bout now. Go fetch it for me, 'right?"

"Sure pa."

Devil Anse nodded towards the path and Cap got on his horse, coaxing it onto the path and setting it into a steady gallop.

Soon, he was in the town. He moved his horse towards the new shop, jumping off of it and tying it to the pole next to a quite large, quite beautiful black horse. The horse seemed familiar to him yet he couldn't quite place it.

He walked inside, standing behind another customer and accidentally listening to the person's conversation with the woman at the counter.

"Is that horse your's?"

"Yeah sir. Ain't he a beauty?"

"Yes ma'am. What'd you name the black giant?"

"Crow the Second. The first one died shortly after I went away for a while by some heathens."

"You mean Hatfield's, or Fitchs?"

"Fitch's. Them bastards should'a bit the dust long ago."

"I know what you mean there ma'am. Well, thanks for theammo for my gun."

"No problem Calvin. Tell your maw I said morning."

"'kay. Bye. Have a fair time at that bakin' contest Miss Tate.".Cap raised an eyebrow. Calvin, a.k.a. Calvin McCoy, walked out quickly giving Cap a glare.

Cap walked up to the counter, taking in the sight of the brunette in front of him. Her pale but yet tan complection under her dimples and freckles. The height of her, the six foot one type height. The long hands and the full lips. Her ears, looking almost pointed. Then he saw her eyes, one blue and one green.

He thought back,

"They call me an abomination, Will, almost as if I'm some creature that doesn't deserve life. How they spit at me, and look down at me, trying to make me weak." The words rang in his head, out of the mouth of ten year old Charlotte.

"Then they're assholes."

He remembered everything.

"I'll be going away for a while."

"You gonna stand there the whole time and stare at me or are you gonna purchase somethin'?"

He snapped out of his daze and looked at her.

"My face is up here."

He realized he was looking down and looked up. He felt his cheeks turn a little pink so he just smirked.

"My pa purchased a saw a few weeks back, he said it should be here 'bout now. Is it?"

"Name?" She asked while turning around to look into a log book.

"Hatfield. Devil Anse Hatfield."

She froze. Turning around slowly. "It should be. Let me check."

She turned quickly towards a door and he saw the beginning of a scar, on her neck.

"Well I'll be damned." He said as she unlocked the door.

"What?" She asked as she turned to him.

"Am I mistaken or are you Charlotte Quinn? Or maybe you took the Quinn out and changed it to Tate? Or did you marry someone who has the last name Tate and now you're ending of your name is Calpurnina Tate Tate?"

She looked at him. "Maybe I am. Do I know you?"

He smiled. "The names Cap. Or as you know me, William Anderson Hatfield Jr."

She narrowed her eyes and walked into the storage room, pulling out a box and placing it on the counter.

"There. Now, if you don't mind, I wanna get back to my work."

"Will you come with me to the Hatfield land and say hello to my mother?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Because I am in a relationship and he's taking me out for dinner a little later."

Cap felt something pang at him, almost as if he was jealous.

'Well, Ally, who is 'he'?"

"Jim McCoy."

"Did he make you date him?"

"Not everyone will force me to do crap, WIll! I am a grown twenty five year old woman so back the hell off and skidaddle before I make you skiddaddle."

He picked up the saw and looked at her. "Just tell me one thing, what did you do for nine years?"

'Learned how to be a lady."

He started towards the door, he was about to piss her off. "Well then I suggest you ask for those nine years back 'cause you sure as hell ain't nicer!" And he quickly walked out the door and untied his horse as he heard footsteps coming towards him. He felt a hand on his collar and heard a whisper. "Piss me off anymore, and I'll be the fury of hell."

She let go and he mounted his horse.

"That a threat or a promise?"

She looked at him and he swore he saw a fire in her eyes. "Do it again and you'll find out."

He chuckled and rode off. Getting back to the Hatfield House and tying his horse to the pole.

He walked through the door and set the saw on the table, his father taking it and moving his pipe into his mouth.

"Hey pa, guess who's back."

"Who?" Devil Anse said, and Levicy, Cap's ma turned for an answer.

"Charlotte Quinn is back in town."

Levicy looked at him. ''Afta' nine years?"

"Yes ma, and she ain't very much changed, 'cept she got lot's taller and her hair is a little longer. Her skin more tanned and a..."

"Less like a little girl and more like a grown woman." Said his father.

"Exactly. Oh and uh, she got herself a boyfriend."

"Who?"

"Not my place to say."

"Is it you?" His mom asked.

Cap laughed. "As if, but I remember the time I kissed her, asked her out, dated her for a few weeks, and so on."

"When did you date her?" Devil Anse asked.

"I was sixteen and she was fifteen, is was a few months after that bakin' contest I reckon. She done gave me a lot that night."

Levicy smacked his arm. "Don't you talk about that modest girl like she done been a hussy or a whore."

Cap grinned and started towards the stairs. "I guess you could say I was her first for a lotta things." He felt a book collide with his back and he ran up the stairs, laughing and barrelled into his room.

He sat on his bed and thought for a while, then got called for dinner, ate, thanked his mom for the meal and walked upstairs to bed.

"You turnin' in early Cap?" Johnse asked on his way up.

Cap nodded. "I'm tired. Got a lot of work done today."

Johnse nodded. "I reckon you need a lot of sleep these days. You ailing?"

Cap shook his head. "Nawh, ain't got no reason to be. I ain't caught nothin' and I sure as hell ain't gonna."

Johnse nodded and patted him on the back. "Then get some rest, oth'wise mama gonna find some work for you."

Cap chuckled as did Johnse. Cap went into his room, closed the door and sat on his bed. Taking off his boots and getting changed into something better for sleeping in. He looked outside of the window in his room. It had gotten dark and he heard rain. He sat down on the chair by the window, picking up the small piece of paper, he took out a piece of charcoal from the small box on his table he made by his bed. He pictured Charlotte on that stormy night and started to sketch out a rough looking picture.

When he was done he heard yelling and he looked out his window.

Three figures were out front. He slipped into his pants and put on a shirt, he put his boots on and tied them quickly, grabbing his rifle and his pistol and ran out of his room, the piece of paper, the picture, laying forgotten on the ground.

He got to the front door and his father was already there.

"What is it?" Cap asked.

"Not what, who." His father answered.

"Whom."

"What?"

"It's whom- Just never mind. Who is it?"

"Charlotte Quinn, Charles Quinn and Jim McCoy." Cap moved his father out of the way and walked out side. He had his pistol holstered and his rifle on his shoulder. The rain started soaking him.

"Charlotte?" Cap asked. He looked towards Jim and Charlotte, watching as Charlotte pointed a gun at her father.

"Now, Charlotte, come back home and leave the Hatfields to their selves." Charles said.

"How 'bout this," She said while making Jim go near Cap. "You leave now, and leave Jim and I alone or I put a bullet in your head and leave you alone."

Cap looked at Jim. He had cuts and bruises on him. Cap suspected that they were from Charles. "Jim... Go inside." Devil Anse told him behind his teeth.

"And leave her with that animal, hell no."

Devil Anse grabbed his arm and pushed him inside the house. "Levicy, tend to him." She nodded and closed the door after gently pulling Jim inside.

Cap was having memories back to the day when he was fourteen and she was thirteen. The day she said to have been covered in blood but then he looked at this Charlotte, the twenty five year old one, a few feet away from him. Covered in blood, bruises and cuts. He imagined her younger, thirteen again and shaking, crying, and scared.

He saw the same in this Charlotte, only she wasn't crying, she was angry, furious, her vein from her neck was popping out, her skin is pale. He walked over to her, looking at her, seeing her eyes, the blue one, piercing the likes of Cap's soul , the green one, burning and piercing his eyes, burning holes into Charles. He had never seen her more deadly looking. Her lethal expression going to kill whatever was set in her sights.

She aimed the gun at Charles's head. She looked at him, "I can't." She whispered. Then hit him in the head with the butt of the revolver. He fell to the ground.

Devil Anse stared at her. "You alright?" She nodded. "Come inside, outta the rain." He said. She stared at Charles and walked inside. Sitting next to Jim. Levicy had a bullet pulled out of him and was cleaning up the blood around his mouth and his other wounds. Bandaging them and cleaning them. After she was done with Jim she did the same to Charlotte. Cleaning the wound on her head.

Levicy asked Charlotte to sleep in the girl's room and asked Johnse to share his room with Jim. Cap offered for Charlotte to take his room but she said she'd rather be with his sisters in case something were to happen. Jim had asked her if she were alright and she nodded, kissing him and sitting down, waiting for him to go into Johnse's room. After he did Levicy gave her some whiskey and patted her on her right shoulder, the only place where a bruise wasn't. Devil Anse sat in the front room, with Levicy while Cap talked to Charlotte. He aske dher if she was okay and she broke down in his arms, crying and sobbing. All he had known to do was hug her tightly and let her know it'd be okay.

Levicy looked at them and whispered to Devil Anse. "Jim ain't got nothin' on Cap."

Devil Anse nodded and whispered back. ''I reckon they was made for each other. As one of them McCoys would say, God created them for each other."

Levicy rolled her eyes. "Like two doves put on separate sides of this cruel world. All they had to do was find each other and they found love. I got that from a book I saw Charlotte writing in. Apparently her grandpappy told her that, before he died."

Devil nodded and he and Levicy went to say goodnight to them but decided not to when they saw Charlotte leaning close to Cap, kissing him and he was holding her, kissing back.

Levicy grinned and quietly ran up the stairs. Devil Anse followed her while chuckling slightly. They got to their room and Devil Anse spoke. "Like two doves."

Levicy smiled slightly. "They found love. I just don't think those two get it yet."

Meanwhile, downstairs, Charlotte was trying to keep the kiss innocent but she kept want to explore Cap's mouth. So, she slid her tongue across his bottom lip and he opened his mouth, her hands finding his hair and his finding her waist. He pulled back after she leaned farther in. "We shouldn't." He panted.

"Why not?"

''You got your McCoy boyfriend upstairs."

"SO? He don't matter none, as long as he don't hear."

"But he wouldn't be happy if I did things with you that only he should probably be doing."

"We had sex twice, it ain't like it's a big deal is you and I do."

"But we cannot. I reckon he'll hear, as well as my sisters, and my brothers and my ma and pa."

"Then we'll go to the lake. I know my brothers took my father home because they followed us and it ain't like you can't hear the thunder of hooves over this rain."

"But why now, of all times, would you do this? You been gone nine years, and you see me for the first time in nine years and you're more rude than a rattlesnake spittin' venom!"

"Queit!" She said. She got up. "You can join me at the lake, or, you can stay here and be an annoying ass."

He sighed and walked upstairs. Getting his coat and another one for her. He took a blanket off of his bed and walked down stairs. "Let's go." He said quietly.

She put on the coat he handed her and they walked to the door, going to the barn for his horse and taking it out, making sure she got on and then he got on. He rode to the lake and tied his horse to a post that was under a roof for such necessities.

She started taking his coat off and set it on the dock. It stopped raining as he took off his coat. He got undressed, and got in the water.

She sat on the dock taking off her dress and setting it down, he wanted to look away, because it was the polite thing to do and the nice thing yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from her as she striped down and jumped in the water.

She looked him in the eye and smiled. "You know, you keep doing that." He whispered. "What's that?" She asked.

"You keep looking me in the eye. My good one and my foggy one."

She smiled slightly. "I think it's the good thing to do. I love your foggy eye and your good one. How the blue shines in the moonlight and how, under the fog of your bad eye you can see the tiniest hint of blue."

"You know, I never meant to annoy you by calling you Ally, 'cause of your eyes. I reckon it was just my way of showin' I liked you. Because you have the one blue eye, the eye that holds the emotion and the forest green one, the one that holds all the anger and all of your pain. "

"Excuse me of all, didn't see ya there." She said then dived underwater. He smiled slightly and stuck his head under water then followed her where she went. She popped back up fairly close to him then he stuck his head up, looking at her and smiling. She looked at him and leaned her head towards him. He did the same and they kissed, soon after it turned into her tongue in his mouth and his in her's.

[A/N: AT LEAST IT AIN'T TONSIL HOCKEY... YET. ;) ]

He pulled her closer to him and felt her chest against his, except nothing between them this time, not a dress, not a shirt, not under garments, just skin.

She moaned slightly as he kissed her neck. Then she heard running and pushed him back."Cap."

"Who is that?" He whispered.

She listened and her neighs and yelling. "Spread out. Find Jim and Charlotte."

She looked at him and her eyes widened. "Tolbert." They both said in unison. They scrambled onto the dock and got their clothes on. They ran to his horse, untied it, and got on it, riding [A/N; No pun intended. ;) ] which ever way they did and got to town. He tied his horse to a post outside of the half saloon, half hotel and got them inside. "Two rooms." He said. Then he looked at the eyes of the men giving Charlotte many looks, most eyeing her breasts. "Hey sweetheart, what do you say we go up to my farm, have a little fun?" One drunk guy asked.

Cap turned back. ''Make that just one room."

"Darlin', did you have those naturally or did you get them from an angel?"

Charlotte looked at them. "Shut up or you ain't gonna be able to use that mouth of your's to shut up with." Cap got the key and hurried to drag Charlotte upstairs. He closed and locked the door. And she pushed him up against it, peeling off his clothes, and he started with the buttons again on her dress. After they were naked she pushed him on the bed, straddling his hips and kissing his neck.

[A/N; Okay, so FYI, yes, maybe back then they didn't do hardcore bedroom crap so I'm just gonna wing it and do whatever. It'll be rated M from here on out for swearing, violence, s3x and other things so uh, just a warning.]

He held her hips, kissing her collarbone and waiting for her okay. She pushed him back and sunk down on him, earning a moan from Cap and Cap got one from her.

You can guess what they did next, if you can't, just use your imagination.

Sorry about all of the A/N'S (Author's Notes) throughout the chapter, and if you do not like how things happened, let me know.