I don't exactly have an excuse as to why this chapter has been delayed for ... 4 months? Please, kindly accept my ginormous SORRY to all of you. Especially to JMoLover13, who has been patiently waiting for an update. Lol I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. And i'm sorry if it's not as interesting as the other chapters, I haven't written in a while :( ...am a little rusty! Thanks for reading! :) sorry about any errors.
1910 Chapter 7: Remy
Thirteen waited patiently for Allison to calm down while continuing to hold her in her arms. She felt incredibly horrible for putting Allison at risk; maybe she should have just left her with Foreman, a safe distance away from where they were fighting. Then again, the blonde's bravery and skills were astounding, probably better than most of the guys in her little group of bandits. Allison was a definitely an asset... a keep-.
The young outlaw's thoughts were interrupted by Allison pulling out of the embrace slowly. The blonde wiped her eyes dry with her sleeves and tucked her hair behind her ears.
"Are you alright?" Thirteen asked with concern softly.
Allison nodded, "I'm fine," she replied even softer.
"I'm... I'm sorry for putting you... in danger, I shouldn't have... I should have let yo-"
"Hey." The blonde interrupted, "You didn't do anything wrong," she said as she flashed a reassuring smile at the outlaw, "in fact, you saved my life...again... so, thank you." She gave thirteen's hand a squeeze, and after a pause, said, "I actually thought the whole thing was exhilarating, really." Allison's smile became a chuckle.
Thirteen smiled back, not realising she was blushing a little as Allison's hand was still holding hers, "Come on..." she returned the squeeze, "we better get back to the group."
The outlaw stood up, pulling Allison up with her. She walked over to her horse and pulled out two new bandanas from her bag, throwing one to the blonde before tying one around her head.
Thirteen got onto the horse and pulled Allison on so that the blonde was sitting behind her.
"Hold on." Thirteen said, giving the command for the horse to move only after she felt Allison's arms wrap around her waist tightly and head rest against her back.
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"YOU ALL ARE GONNA PAY! YOU HEAR ME! YOU FUCarghgh..."
"Stop spitting on me!" Kutner scolded as he stuffed a piece of cloth into the official's mouth and held it there with tape.
Chase and Foreman busily tied the rest of the officers up so that they were all linked together by ropes around their arms and legs. If they had to walk, they had to walk together, or carry each other if one was wounded in the leg.
"Any sign of Thirteen and Miss Cameron?" Taub asked Wilson.
"They should be fine..." Wilson said half-reassuringly. He turned his attention to the struggling and groaning officers tied up in a row.
"You idiots either go to Blackwater and face your fate... or you can run south and beg your people to forgive you and treat your wounds."
Some officers began moving south but were pulled back by the official and other officers who wanted to go north. They began fighting amongst themselves, trying to get their points across without speaking coherently because of the cloths in their mouths.
Kutner and Taub couldn't help but laugh at and imitate the scene before them. Foreman just crossed his arms and shook his head.
"I'll return in a few days with the next set of information." Chase said as he got onto his horse with a stuffed bag draping around its neck.
"Okay. See you then." Wilson saluted the young man casually before he left the area.
Just as Chase left, Thirteen and Allison returned.
"Glad to see the both of you are still alive." Wilson touched the tip of his hat and winked at Allison who smiled.
Thirteen looked at the officers quarrelling (or making noises) and took out her rifle. She fired into the air and glared at them with her piercing green eyes, "Shut up!" she said in a low and manly authoritative voice.
The bunch of them stopped whatever they were doing immediately and gasped, thinking the ruthless red-bandana outlaw was going to finish them all. Some fell onto the ground, terrified. One peed in his pants.
"Just for a little effect..." Thirteen whispered to the girl behind her, making her smirk.
"And a signal..." Wilson added, and got onto one of the officer's horses since his disappeared when Allison road it away. She made a mental note to apologise later.
Taub, Kutner and Foreman got onto their horses and rode away with Wilson, Thirteen and Allison leading the way.
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"My God you guys should have seen it!" Allison exclaimed with excitement, recounting the earlier event where Thirteen had saved her life.
"Oh MAN how much I would have paid to see you go over a cliff!" Kutner's eyes were wide with enthusiasm.
The whole group furrowed their brows at him.
"What? Oh. I-I-I didn't mean it like that! I'm sorry Miss Camer-"
"Shut up already," Taub sighed and shook his head, earning laughter from the others.
"She skipped the part where she jumped from Wilson's horse and onto the carriage to beat the crap out of those officers." Thirteen said, taking a scoop of soup out of the pot.
"Fucking EPIC!" Kutner exclaimed while Taub applauded and cheered. Wilson patted her on her shoulder and said "Well done". Foreman congratulated Allison by pouring her a big bowl of soup. The blonde grinned and blushed at the attention from the group.
"Oh don't worry about my horse... he'll come back. He's like a dog, he knows where I am." Wilson reassured the doctor with a warm smile.
"I say Remy and Allison deserve a toast!" Kutner said holding up his bowl of soup, without realising he had blurted out Thirteen's real name, earning glares from everyone but Thirteen and Allison.
There was an awkward silence after Kutner muttered "Oops."
Allison looked at Thirteen with her eyebrow raised while the others were staring Kutner down. The young outlaw leader, however, had a look of indifference.
"I guess she's part of the team now... so..." Remy said before holding up her bowl, "To Miss Cameron! Welcome to the dark side!" She raised her voice and grinned at the blonde who returned it almost immediately.
Cheers erupted around the small camp, even Foreman cracked a smile as they toasted to their new member. Allison felt welcomed, seeing a new (and great) side to everyone including Remy.
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After dinner, the outlaws went by their usual nightly routines. Kutner would be playing with his tiny metal soldiers or busy inventing new ways to blow things up. Taub would be brushing the horses and packing up the carriages. Wilson would be reading a book in his tent with a little oil lamp as light. Foreman would be reloading weapons and sharpening knives. Remy would usually be out of her tent, sitting on a rock not far from camp, star-gazing.
"Mind if I sit with you?" Allison asked as she approached the brunette who was sitting on the ground, leaning back, her upper body supported by her arms.
"Sure." Remy smiled, dusting the area next to her.
Allison sat down before the brunette placed half her blanket over the blonde's legs.
"It gets cold." She explained when she saw Allison's slight hesitation at accepting the offer.
They sat in comfortable silence for a while, gazing at the stars which were slowly appearing by large numbers as the sky grew darker.
Remy glanced at Allison's blue eyes which lit up beautifully under the moonlight.
"Will you teach me how to lasso like you do?" Allison asked suddenly.
"Why the sudden question?" Remy chuckled.
"I was just thinking... and the stars are kind of shaped like a lasso." Allison pointed to the sky.
Remy smirked amusingly as she looked up at what Allison was pointing to.
"Sure... I can teach you." The brunette said after a while, earning a smile from the doctor.
She bit her lip "And um, teach me how to shoot guns out of enemies' hands?"
Remy raised an eyebrow cheekily, "Is there a gun made out of stars too?" she asked before chuckling.
Allison lightly punched her on the shoulder.
Remy grinned and decided to be serious, "I think you already know how to do that."
"I'm not exactly sure how it works."
"Okay... first lesson, lasso, second, disarming, are the stars inspiring you to ask for a third?" Remy smirked.
Allison thought to herself for a while, "how to lower your voice so that you sound like a man when talking to strangers?"
Remy burst out laughing.
"I'm being serious!" Allison folded her arms and pretended to be angry which the brunette found too cute.
"Okay yes sure, that shall be our third lesson." Remy bit her lip to stop herself from smiling and shook her head at how silly it sounded.
"Great!" Allison beamed widely and said eagerly, "We shall start tomorrow then!"
Remy nodded, a little distracted by the blonde's smile.
"Well goodnight then... Remy" with that, the blonde got up to return to camp.
"Goodnight, Allison." Remy replied, getting an unfamiliar but nice feeling in her stomach when the blonde said her real name for the first time.