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My apologies for the long wait everyone. Just trying to sort out the situation and everything with this fanfic. Again, thank you so much to all of you for the reviews and feedback, especially on "The Pilot and the Emperor." I hope this chapter and the situation is alright for you guys, though I warn you that there will be a bit of blood. I do apologize in advance if it causes any discomfort.

As the night slowly dragged on for Sacagawea, Teddy was out of the museum in hunt for the perfect fresh flowers that he wanted to get for her. Teddy was aware of the rules of the museum that had been put into place by Larry and the previous night guards before him. No one was supposed to get out of the museum, but this for Teddy was important and he wanted to make this day extremely special for the woman that he loved. He wondered about her as he rode through the streets of New York. On a regular night, the streets of New York were really busy but for tonight, the streets seemed half-empty. Teddy thought that this was a good advantage. He didn't want to be the in the crowd sitting on his horse and trying to trot through the people. It wasn't because he minded, but because he didn't want to be in the way.

"I heard Lawrence talk about a great park around here," Teddy said mostly to himself as he trotted the streets with Little Texas. It was a bit of a cold night and he hoped to get back to the museum before t got really cold. To him, this New York weather at times was very unpredictable so hopefully there was going to be no snowstorm anytime soon. He had planned to have the anniversary outside with a fire lit and everything and if a snowstorm were to come, that would ruin everything.

Teddy's blue eyes scanned through the darkness of the streets as he tried to find where this park was. Giving the reins a gentle pull, Little Texas headed down the street as Teddy looked around carefully for the park. Once he came to his destination, he smiled brightly and gave the reins a gentle pull as his horse stopped. "There were are Little Texas."

Teddy cautiously got off of his horse and tied the reins around the fence that was situated around the park. He hoped to find a lovely bouquet of flowers for Sacagawea. Of course Teddy was aware that he could just go and buy some flowers for her but the problem with that was that Teddy did not have any money and he did not want to be a burden to Larry. Also, since Sacagawea was close with nature, what better way to get the flowers than from the outdoors as opposed to a store. As he walked, Teddy's eyes remained to the ground as he tried to find some flowers that were available during this season. The types of flowers that came in his view were small and white, all bunched up together in a small bouquet. If Teddy could get more of those, then it would be possible to make a grand bouquet. He just hoped he didn't need to get too many of those flowers for they were also for other people's enjoyment.

Reaching over to his side, Teddy pulled out a knife that he always carried with him throughout the night. There would always be a night when that dagger would come in handy and now was the night. Taking a hold of some of the flowers, Teddy began to cut the stems and set the flowers gently on the ground beside him. The first bouquet of flowers looked rather small so he decided to cut some more of the flowers to make the bouquet bigger and better. The twenty-sixth president always believed that Sacagawea deserved all the good things that was out there and Teddy was willing to bring that to her, no matter how long it took or how impossible it may seem.

"There," Teddy suddenly said as he set down his dagger on the ground and looked at the medium sized bouquet that he had managed to make, "I think that's good enough. I hope that she'll like it," he smiled through his mustache as he picked up the bouquet and headed over to Little Texas. While holding the dagger in his other hand he placed it back in his knife pocket. Undoing the reins on the that he had tied on the fence, Teddy then mounted on top of Texas.

The flowers were just what he needed to make the setting complete. He only hoped that he had not been gone for too long for Sacagawea to notice. "Lets head back Little Texas," Teddy said as he gave a gentle pull on the reins and his horse turned around to head back to the direction of the museum. As the horse trotted down the quiet streets of New York, Teddy thought that it was better to give his horse more room to run in so they could head quickly to the museum. Teddy directed Texas over to the street and the horse began to pick up speed.

"Good boy Texas," Teddy smiled as he gave his horse a gentle pat on the side of his neck. He was going to make it back to the museum and with each gallop that Little Texas did, Teddy's smile grew wide. "Almost there," he said as he could see the building coming their way.

As Texas was about to reach the sidewalk of the museum, in a quick instant, a yellow car accelerated right past the horse. Luckily, Teddy was quick enough to tightly pull of the reins as Little Texas's hooves grind to a halt. However the horse's hooves did not remain to the ground, for he lifted his front legs in the air, as the president fell backwards and onto the ground.

He grunted as he looked at his left arm and saw that the white flowers that he had just gathered were left unharmed but his right arm was starting to painfully sting. Turning his head to the right, his dagger had been plunged deep into his arm. Looks like he had forgotten to securely strap the dagger well enough in his knife pocket. He breathed in through his teeth as he got up from the ground, took a hold of the dagger, and tore it out of his arm. His beige clothing was stained with blood and it truly hurt. Teddy then placed a gloved hand over on his wound and hopefully to conceal it. He didn't want any of the others to see this. It wasn't because he was afraid of looking weak in their eyes, no. It was because he did not want any of his fellow friends to worry about him.

Teddy was going to make sure to get this wound patched up before he continued his special night with Sacagawea. With a wince, he took a hold of Texas's reins and walked inside the museum. As Teddy opened the door and walked inside, he let out a sigh of relief that neither Larry nor Sacagawea were in the main hall of the museum. The only ones who were in the main hall were various animals roaming about and some Roman and Western miniatures. It wasn't until Teddy felt a small toy car gently hit him on the ankle as he looked down to see both Octavius and Jedediah in there.

"Whoo-whee!" the blond Western miniature hooted out as he peeked up from the window and up to Teddy. "Lookee here!"

With a smile, Teddy looked down to the miniatures. "Good evening my friends," he greeted them with a nod of his head as opposed to a tip of his hat.

"Where have ya been?" Jedediah asked as he jumped out of the seat of his car along with his fellow Roman friend, Octavius, and walked up to Teddy. "We've been trying to look everywhere for ya."

"You have?" Teddy asked, "my sincere apologies my friend but I was a bit preoccupied."

"With those lovely flowers?" Octavius suddenly spoke up as a smile made it's way to his lips. The miniature Roman had a feeling to whom those flowers belonged to and possibly know the reason why Teddy had those flowers. "They're very beautiful," he commented.

Teddy smiled at the kind compliment coming from the Roman as he turned his head and looked at them. "Thank you my dear friend. Special flowers for a very special lady."

"Ya got a special night planned for the lil' lady?" Jedediah asked as he shuffled one of his boots on the ground before looking up at Teddy. He thought that it was truly nice of Teddy to do such with the native.

"I am," Teddy said with a nod of his head, "but she knows nothing of it," he said as he moved his hand away from the wound and placed his index finger over his lips indicating a secret signal.

However, it wasn't long before Octavius took notice of the red color that was all over his arm. "By Jupiter," Octavius said as he looked over at Teddy's arm, "whatever happened to your arm?"

Jedediah looked from Octavius and over to Teddy as his eyes widened. "Man that look serious!" he exclaimed.

"It was just a little accident," Teddy said. It was unwise for him to shrug off something as serious as what he had but he did not want any of them to worry about his well being.

"A tumbleweed running into ya is an accident," Jedediah said, "that ain't."

"However did you hurt yourself like that?" Octavius said. "Did an enemy attack?" At that, he took out his sword as if he was about to fight the enemy. "Take me to him and I will show him!"

"Cool it down with your Roman melodrama Oct," Jedediah said to his friend, "who would even want to attack Teddy at this time o' night?"

"No my friends," Teddy said, "I was not attacked, rather my dagger accidentally stabbed my arm. As I was making my way to the museum, my horse got frightened by a moving vehicle that Little Texas threw me off. I seem to have secured my dagger well enough into my pocked knife unfortunately."

"We'll help take care of it for you," Octavius offered with a smile, "we know where Larry has kept some of those...what does he call them?" he raised a brow and thought of the term, "medical supplies."

Teddy smiled, feeling more than grateful to have friends who looked out for him as well as for one another. He just hoped that it wouldn't take too long or that it would be noticeable. However, be that as it may, Teddy took the two miniatures and rested them on his shoulder as they led the president over to the medical supplies.