Matt and Newly followed the wagon tracks as far as they could until the weather eroded what was left.

"Sure looks as like they're headed south," Newly said as Matt nodded in agreement.

"But where," Matt said thoughtfully. He wouldn't admit it even to himself but trying to figure out where Susie and Eaton's gang was headed was going to be nearly impossible.

"Newly, do you remember the name of the town Mrs. Eaton told us Frank had been killed in."

"Wasn't it...Senora," Newly said as Matt clinched his jaw.

"Ya that was it," Matt said chiding himself for never having checked it out. "Let's go!"

* Dodge *

Doc watched Abelia sleep for a moment before checking her pulse and then he stepped out into his office.

"Coffee," Kitty said handing him a cup.

"Thanks Kitty," he said taking the cup, he sat down at his desk and sighed.

"It's not your fault you know," Kitty said putting a hand on his shoulder as Doc nodded. "You once told me a woman can lose a baby for any number of reasons remember."

"I know," Doc said wearily. "But Abelia lost hers because her body just couldn't handle the stress."

"It doesn't mean, she can't have anymore children does it Doc?" Kitty asked quietly.

"No," Doc replied taking off his glasses, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "It just means she'll have to be more carful next time."

* Senora *

The manager of the bank handed Festus the draft before giving him five thousand dollars in cash.

"I'm...sorry...it's not more," the man stammered. "But it's all the bank can spare right now."

"Five thousand," Susie said angrily looking at Festus. "Is that good enough for you Frank!"

"It's fine for now," Festus said putting the draft in his pocket and handing the cash to Susie. "Let's go!"

"Did ya get it," Pete asked as Susie started for the outskirts of town.

"We were only able to get five thousand in cash," she said looking at the man. "The rest is in a draft."

"Are we going to be able to cash it in Mexico?" Pete asked looking at Festus as he laughed.

"Not very likely," Festus said with a wiry grin. "Ya all just got yer selves in ta a real pickle listening ta this here woman."

"You shut up!" Susie said stopping the wagon. "Get down off that horse!"

Festus climbed down as Pete shackled his wrists again. "Get into the wagon," he said pushing Festus forward and then tied the horse to the back of the wagon

"Here," Susie said handing Chuck the five thousand. "You boys make tracks to Mexico, me and Pete here will catch up to you after we take care of whiskers."

Chuck nodded as he and the other two men spurred their horses South.

"Let's go," Susie said climbing into the wagon next to Pete.

They traveled in silence for the next few hours and once they came to a wide open spot, Pete stopped the wagon.

"Alright," Pete said handing Eaton's wife his gun before climbing down off the wagon. "This is where you get off whiskers."

Festus looked around the deserted area before looking at Susie. "Ya just expect me ta walk outa here do ya?"

"If you want to get home," Susie said looking around. "It looks like that's your only choice."

"Get that draft and let him lose," she said as Pete stepped forward.

"Give it here whiskers," he said putting out his hand as Festus saw Susie ready the gun from the corner of his eye.

Festus stood up in the back of the wagon and walked to the end.

Pretending to fall out the back of it, Pete bent down to pull him up which gave Festus the chance to kick the man in the head.

As Pete fell next to the hillman, he reached for the rein of the horse as Eaton's wife climbed down from the drivers seat.

"Pete," she said as Festus mounted the horse and ran straight at her.

Jumping clear of the charging horse, Susie realized the hillman still had the draft.

Raising the gun, she emptied the chamber before throwing it aside and screamed in frustration.

"What happened?" Pete said stumbling toward her. "Did you get him."

"I don't know," she said angrily. "But there's no way this wagon and horse is going to catch him."