So I got inspired again to write some more of this. Somday, I promise, it will be finished. Promise.

Disclaimer: I don't own 'em.

Later that night after the saloon had been closed for the night, Kitty was in her room preparing for bed. She heard a knock on her door and when she answered it she found Sally on the other side. "Jake's sleepin' so I thought I would come and see what you thought of Matt."

"M-Matt?" Kitty said, sounding somewhat confused, when really it was just hearing his name that caused the unsteadiness in her voice.

"Yeah, Matt, the Marshal, big tall fellow, hard to miss?" Sally asked, excitment shining in her eyes.

"Oh, yes, Matt." Kitty said, willing her racing heart to slow down. She couldn't believe that just hearing the man's name was having that kind of effect on her.

"So what did you think of him?" Sally asked again.

"He's very nice."

"Nice? That's the only word you can come up with? Honey, I can do better than that!" Sally said, giving a throaty laugh.

"Ok," Kitty said slowly. "He's handsome as well."

"I was thinking more along the lines of down right sexy. Why with those blue eyes and those curls, they just make a girl want to run her fingers through them."

Kitty gave Sally an odd look, "You sound like you're speaking from experience."

"No." Sally said, shaking her head almost sadly. "I wish but it seems that your the first woman since he's landed in Dodge that's turned his head."

This perked Kitty up a little so she decided to pose another question, "I can't imagine that a man would go that long without, that."

Sally shook her head again. "I don't know honey but I would say that you are pretty lucky."

"Yeah." Kitty said. She watched Sally go back down the hall and then shut the door to her room.

Two weeks later a simple lunch had led the two young people to enjoying each other's company on a regular basis and they used the time to get to know each other better. Matt had to admit he had been very impressed when Kitty proclaimed to him one night over a night cap that she enjoyed fishing and that she was very good at it too. Matt had been skeptical, figuring that when he took her out that he would have to bait her hook and cast her line but so far, that hadn't been the case, she hadn't even looked squimish as she drove a hook through a worm.

Throwing her line into the water, Kitty caught Matt again giving her an odd look. "What's the mater Marshal, didn't you think that I could really fish?"

Matt hesitated for a moment, not sure that he should answer her question. Deciding to stay safe he instead said, "I knew you wouldn't lie to me Kitty."

Kitty smiled at him. "Then what's the funny look for?"

Matt shook his head. "Nothing."

Kitty sat back down next to him and pushed him in the shoulder. "Come on, you can tell me."

"It's nothin' Kitty." Matt said again, leaning against the tree.

"Oh come on Matt." Kitty said, seating herself beside Matt, pushing on him a little. "Tell me what's on your mind."

However, Matt was saved from answering her question as the end of his pole began to bend towards the water. Standing quickly Matt reached out and pulled the line in to find an impressive sized catfish. Kitty looked at the fish and then up at Matt, "That's some fish you got there Matt."

"Yeah. I guess that one makes up for the five that you've caught." Matt said.

Kitty laughed again. "You sound like your jealous Matt."

Matt smiled at her, he was jealous alright, but it wasn't over the fact that she was out fishing him five to one. He was jealous of all the men that had Kitty's attention each night in the Long Branch, jealous of all the men that came in and had drinks with her. Yeah he was jealous alright. "Naw, I ain't jealous Kitty but you know if you catch 'em you clean 'em."

Kitty smiled at him, hearing the challenge in his voice she said, "That sounds like a challenge Marshal."

Matt shrugged. "Nope just a fact."

Matt returned Kitty back to the Long Branch after they had caught and eaten their fill of fried catfish, then deciding that he needed to be alone for a while he took a short ride out onto the prairie. He always loved going out there, where the only other sign of life that may be seen was a jackrabbit or the occasional deer or antelope. He gave Buck his head and let his mind wander back to where it had earlier when he had been out with Kitty. They had known each other a while now and Matt was slowly finding himself liking her more and more each day. If he had to be totally honest with himself he liked her a lot and spent more than his fair share of time thinking about her and what he wanted to do with her. Finding that an uncomfortable road to travel, Matt made himself started counting, backwards from 1,000.

When Kitty returned Sally came up to her right away. "Sooo…you and the Marshal went out of town today. Do anything interesting?" the girl who had quickly became Kitty's friend ask.

Knowing full well what Sally was asking about, Kitty shook her head. "We fished, just like we said we were going to."

"Nothing else?" Sally asked, the disappointment evident in her voice.

"Nope. We fished, we ate and he brought me back." Kitty said, watching her friends face fall.

"He hasn't even tried to kiss you yet!?" Sally wondered out loud.

Kitty shook her head no. "It's kind of nice though Sally, knowing a man that isn't constantly trying to grope you."

Sally shook her head at her friend. "I don't know Kitty. I don't think I would mind to much if that man tried to grope me." Then she threw her friend a naughty smile.

Kitty laughed, knowing that Sally was just teasing. "Well then you just go and find Jake, I'm sure that he'd be happy to grope you all you want." Then she walked away and went to lean against the bar, letting her eyes stray occasionally to the door.

When Doctor Adam's came in Kitty took him a beer and then went to sit with him. He was one of the first people that she had met in Dodge and they had quickly became friends and confidants. "Hello Doc." She greeted the older man, setting the beer down in front of him.

"Kitty." Doc greeted before taking a sip of his beer. "How was the fishin'?"

"Oh it was alright. I can't complain I guess."

"Oh good, good. So where's Matt?" Doc asked.

Kitty shrugged her bare shoulders. "I don't know. He left me here when we came back and I haven't seen him since."

Matt rode back into Dodge not really feeling much better than he had when he had rode out earlier that afternoon. He took Buck to the stable and then walked back to the jail, maybe working on some paperwork would help his sort out his mind. However, his feet seemed to have a mind of their own and he suddenly found himself at the Long Branch leaning against first the end of the bar and then sitting at a table with Doc and Kitty and he stayed there until it was time for him to go and do his rounds. It was then that he pushed back his chair and looked over at Kitty who was making wet circles on the table with Doc's empty beer mug. "I better go make my rounds Kitty."

Kitty looked up at him, "Alright. When will I see you again?"

"Later Kitty. Uhm, I mean, Kitty would you be willing to meet me out by the backstairs when you get done here?"