""Arthur, that night we had together was wonderful, if only we could have that forever, but like you know, my father has arranged an engagement to me and the son of a rich family and you know i couldnt just run, not when my little brother needs me and my mother is ill. This letter is hard to write; i dont quite have the words. This is our daughter. Skylar Anna Morgan. As much as i wish i could keep her, my fiance and father wont allow it, they threaten to kill her. Besides, i couldnt keep her and you apart. Its best you take care of her. Please, dont turn her away. With all my love, Anna Trelawny"" Dutch read the note out loud

Arthur was quiet as he stared at the baby, his mind running rapidly, trying to comprehend what was just read to him. he couldnt believe he- Arthur morgan- has a child. He was a gunslinger, not a father.

Hosea seemed to recover first and he turned to Dutch, taking the chance to tease the leader "looks like youre a grandpa Dutch." he laughed and dutch smirked
"that makes you one too, sense you helped raise the boy" Dutch said with a chuckle and the two leaders then laughed quietly. The two werent bothered too much that Arthur has a child, though they were kinda sympathetic to Anna.

"What do we do now?" Arthur finally asked and the two older men just stared at Arthur like he was crazy.
"you raise a child" Hosea said, "you are her father, you get to act like one. Now, dont feel that you are alone in this. We will all help you, but you have to man up and take responsibility"
"Hosea is right, Arthur. You aren't alone, but now you are a father." Dutch said, calmly as he looked at the boy he raised.
"She doesn't look older than two months, how do we feed her?" Arthur said, sounding a bit frustrated
"Mrs Wilson is still able to nurse, maybe she will be willing to help you" Hosea said, "shall i go ask her to come here for a moment?"

Later that evening, Arthur sighed as a crib and things were brought into camp, the crib was put in Dutch's tent sense Dutch had a completely enclosed tent, unlike Arthur who's tent was pretty much an awning off the side of his buggy, which housed the ammunition's and weapons. Though the things like a play pen and high chair and things of that nature, were placed by Arthur's tent.
"We got some more tent material ordered and should be delivered in a week so we can improve your tent, until then, the crib is placed in my tent" Dutch said when he approached Arthur who was holding his child while sitting on his cot.
"Thanks Dutch, i really appreciate it"
"Of course Arthur. Now give the little one here" Dutch said with a smile and he then took the sleeping baby "hello little one, im your Grandpa Dutch"
Arthur stifled a laugh at the tone Dutch used when speaking to the infant. Arthur smiled as he looked around the camp, watching the family. He rolled his eyes at Uncle and his antics. "we have a good family"
"that we do. Times has been good to us and so has this campsite. we have a good bit of money still and im going to have the others go do small jobs and such, but until you adjust to being a father and this little girl adjusts to being here, we will be laying low" Dutch said and then he smiled as the child woke and looked around.
The baby has Arthur's blue eyes and she was quiet as she looked around, rather quiet and calm. She cuddled more into Dutch as she was held and the camp sang by the fire which they could hear from the tents, sense it wasnt a terribly big camp

six years passed rather uneventfully, though it seems that little Skylar was rather mischievous. like for example:
Skylar giggled softly as she was covering the sleeping Uncle in things like grass, leaves, moss, hay. Pretty much anything she could find. She giggled as she then took a stick and was approaching him to place it under his nose
"What are you doing?"
Skylar jumped when she heard the voice and she giggled as she turned to see her father looking at her questioningly.
"Shh, you will wake him, daddy" she giggled
"a herd of buffalo wouldn't wake him"
"he sleeps a lot daddy and i thought it would be fun to mess with him"
"well you can dump a bucket of water on him, if you would like"
"wouldnt that be too mean, daddy?"
"nah. the lazy man could use a wake up call"
Skylar shook her head and she placed the stick under his nose, and she giggled when he snorted and she then decided to go do something else and she walked away, leaving uncle rather buried.
Arthur shook his head and took a photo and then he kicked Uncle awake "Do some work!" he snapped
"I have terminal Lumbago, Arthur, you know that" Uncle said with a grumble from being woken, which then made Arthur roll his eyes. Uncle was just far too lazy for his own good

as the years passed, Skylar grew up to be a lot like Arthur, much to Susan Grimshaw's dismay. Skylar was always out with one of the horses, she had a real talent with the horses, actually. Though if Miss Grimshaw had her way, Skylar would act more like a lady and stop doing such jobs that belong to men, but she cant control the sixteen year old.

Skylar grinned as she raced through the desert with her father "C'mon Slowpoke!" she giggled as they raced down the dirt road towards camp. They were coming back from Armadillo and Skylar had gotten the idea to race her father. She grinned as she spurred her mustang on and jumped any obstacles with no problem sense her and her horse trusted each other.
When they got back to camp, it was close, but Skylar and her grey mustang won. She giggled as she got down and took the saddle off her horse and let the mare go eat and she grinned and carried her bag of things into Dutch's tent
"Hey Grandpa, got you a new book" She said and handed another book written by Evelyn Miller. It was called American Inferno.
"Well thank you, my dear" Dutch said with a smile and he had her sit next to him. He had claimed her as his heir to the group when she was twelve and he had been teaching her ways of being a leader
"Grandpa, i heard about a rich man coming to Tumbleweed tomorrow. He's going to be in the hotel and i think it would be good to check it out. Sounded like a good score"
Dutch was quite for a moment and then smiled "well then, i think its time for you to lead a robbery this time" he said with a smile and the sixteen year old grinned excitedly
"I wont disappoint you Grandpa!"

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