Unshown Moments for The Avengers Season 11

More a prequel to the episode. This is for MissLizzyJ

Thad sat in the back of the Long Branch, hat low over his forehead as he watched the tall trail boss making a perfect fool of himself.

"Ah, come on, Honey." The obviously drunk cowpoke wrapped an arm around Kitty's shoulder and tried to pull her close. "Les go up upstairs and get to know each other. You know what I mean."

"Yeah," Kitty grunted as she pried his arms off of her. "I know. And I said, NO. Now leave me alone."

But as Kitty tried to walk away, the loathsome man grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him again. "I said, we were going upstairs." He stared hard at the saloon owner.

"Hey, Rick." The other man with him, who looked a lot like him, called out. "Save some of her for me." He chuckled loudly while the creep pulled on Kitty's arm.

Kitty wasn't in the mood to fight but she was growing weary of being pawed by this man. "Let me go!" She demanded.

"Ut huh." He shook his head. "Not til I'm ready."

"Uh, Mister?" Thad stood up, unable to watch Miss Kitty being man handled like that any longer. "I'd appreciate it, if you'd take your hand off of the lady."

The inebriated cowman released Kitty's arm and slowly turned towards Thad. "Huh? You… you'd appreciate it?" His voice held incredulous humor as well as cold anger.

"Yes, sir." Thad nodded. "She don't want you bothering her so I think you should just let her go and leave her alone."

"Oh, really?" The trail boss lowered his grimy hand to the gun strapped to his leg, brown eyes sizing up the young man standing across from him. "Well, let's see you make me."

"Thad, no!" Kitty suddenly cried out as she quickly moved to his side. "Thad, it's alright." She whispered urgently to him. "Don't do anything that could get you killed. You hear me? Don't. I'll take care of him. You just go on."

"But, Miss Kitty…"

"Go on, Thad." Kitty took his arm and urged him towards the door. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about a thing."

"Yeah, Thad. You jes go on, now." The thug sneered. "Leave this business to the adults."

Thad stopped, prepared to fight the man, but Kitty refused to let him. "Go." She ordered in a tone that let him know she would not take no for an answer.

As soon as Thad left the saloon, Kitty shook her head at his impulsive desire to protect her and likely get himself killed as she started back towards the bar. But the drunken sot of a cowboy wasn't yet willing to quit. The second Kitty came within his arm's length, he snuck out a hand and once again grabbed her, pulling her to him.

Kitty had had all she intended to take. As soon as she got close enough, Kitty raised a leg and ground her sharply pointed heels into the top of his foot. And then when he gasped in shock and pain, she raised her leg even higher and crushed her knee against his most prized possessions. He quickly let her go and took a painful lurch backward.

"Alright!" Kitty glared at him and the other one. "Out of here! I want all of you out of here, now! We're closing up."

The drunk's brother shook his head. "I ain't doing nothing."

"And you're not going to, either. At least not here you're not. Now leave!"

With a baleful glare at her, he took an angry breath and headed for the door. "Rick?" He paused at the door. "You coming?"

"Go on." Rick snapped. "I'll be there in a minute. All of you go on, head back to the herd. I'll be there."

Kitty could tell he was in pain when he spoke and she wasn't in the slightest sorry for it.

Although most of the men muttered, none of them stayed, none of them, except Rick. "This ain't over with, Woman." He growled. "I'll get you."

"I said, get out of here." She said quietly. Rick started to take a closer step to her but was suddenly stopped by the click of a shotgun. Sam had pulled his from behind the bar and had it leveled at the man's chest.

"You heard her." His voice was low but it resounded in the now empty bar room.

Rick nodded sarcastically at the both of them and then turned and left the bar.

Sam didn't relax his stance until he was gone, then he finally laid the gun down on the bar.

Kitty sighed and shook her head, heading over to the bar. "It takes all kinds, Sam." She told him.

"Yes, Ma'am." He nodded. "But I'd be just as happy without that kind."

Kitty grinned in agreement. "Yeah but business sure would be slow."

Sam nodded then paused. "You think he'll be back? He seemed really angry."

"No." Kitty shook her decidedly. "I know how to handle boys like that. Trust me, he won't be back."

Reaching the bar, she went about helping Sam to start the cleanup just as the doors burst open and Festus and Thad came rushing in.

End