Unshown Moment for Scott Free – Season 9

This is for TennBlueBelle

"Hey, did I ever tell you what I think about men?" Kitty eyed the tall man at her side.

"Yeah," Matt nodded with a grin.

"Well, I still do." Kitty arched a brow at him as he left the saloon.

Walking out onto the boardwalk, Matt thought about what she meant. She didn't think all men were heels and louts like Rob Scott but she was pretty certain that most were. Thinking about it, he guessed he didn't blame her.

From a father who abandoned her as a baby, then showed back up years later to swindle her, to her first love who'd used her and promised her many things he'd never delivered. To so many others who'd thought of her as nothing more than a tool to satisfy whatever need they had at the moment, she'd certainly seen the worst of men.

Shaking his head, Matt decided to see to it, she'd see some of the best when he returned later that night.

Kitty and Sam had just finished cleaning up when Matt appeared at the half closed doors of the saloon. "You two finished for the night?"

"Sure are, Marshal." Sam nodded.

"Sam, you go on home." Kitty smiled at her friend and employee. " The Marshal and I are going to have a nightcap before I go up. I'll lock up here."

"Well, alright then." Sam nodded at her as he grabbed his brown jacket and hat and headed out. "See ya tomorrow, Miss Kitty. Marshal."

"Night, Sam." Matt nodded at him as left, waiting until the door was closed behind him before turning back to Kitty who was behind the bar, pouring a drink. "Thank you, Kitty." He smiled as he picked up the glass. "Here's looking at you."

Kitty grinned as she took a drink of hers. "Did you find Rob Scott?" She asked when Matt put his glass down.

"No, no, I didn't." Matt shook his head. "He's around here somewhere but so far I haven't been able to figure out where."

Kitty's smile disappeared as she thought about Millie Scott and her six boys. "That man oughta be horse whipped. Leaving his wife and kids to fend for themselves while he…"

"I know, Kitty." Matt reached over and took her hand. "He's not much of a man but truth is, he's not much different than a lot of men around here."

"Yeah, I know." Kitty agreed.

"Gert told me he made a play for you." Matt watched her face and got the reaction he expected and actually wanted.

"Yeah, he bought me a drink once, which I refused to drink, the jerk. Did I ever tell you what…"

"Yes, you did." Matt stopped her with a wave of his hand as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cloth bag, handing it to her. "And I was hoping I could change your mind."

Curious, Kitty took the bag and opened it up to find a slender gold chain and a heart shaped pendant. "Oh, my…" Kitty looked up at lovingly. "Matt, when did… why…"

"I know what you think about men, Kitty." He stepped around behind her, took the necklace and slipped it around her neck. "But I don't want you to think that about me. I know I've not always done what I could've for you, or even what I should've, but I don't want you to think that I don't care or lump me in with the likes of Rob Scott. I care about you, Kitty."

"Oh, Matt." She blinked back a tear at his thoughtfulness as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close. "I could never think of you like that. I know you're not like him."

Matt hugged her tightly as he bent his head and captured her lips in a soft sweet kiss. "Glad to hear it. Does that mean I can stay for another drink?"

Kitty chuckled at she looked up at him. "You can stay for a whole lot more than that." Taking his hand, she led him towards the stairs. "Say, did I ever tell you what I think about men?"

Frowning, Matt nodded, confused. He thought he'd just corrected that. "Yeah, why?' He asked warily.

"Because," she grinned. "I want to show you how wrong I was, at least about one man."

End