Unshown Moments for Marry Me – Season 7

"Morning, Chester." Sam smiled at the erstwhile Marshal's assistant as he came in. "What brings you in here?"

"Aw, nothing much Sam." Chester said. "It's just so warm outside I figured I'd come in here and kinda get out of it for a while."

"Would you like a beer?" Sam offered, knowing the real reason he was there. "On the house?"

"Uh, well… yeah. Yeah, that'd be nice, Sam. Thank you." Chester looked around the bar while Sam drew his drink. "Uh, where's Miss Kitty? She not up yet?"

"Oh, she's up." Sam answered. "She's back in her office. After the fuss that mountain boy made this morning, I think she figured it'd be safer in her there."

"What mountain boy?" Chester asked with a frown.

"Oh, I don't know for sure." Sam shrugged. "Some overgrown kid, sounded like he was from the mountains of Tennessee. He come in this morning and told Miss Kitty he was going to marry with her."

Chester's eyes grew wide. "He was gonna force her to…"

"Well, no." Sam shook his head. "Not actually force her. But he was fairly insistent. He actually had the nerve to take her by the wrist to lead her out of here."

"He did?" Chester's eyes widened. "He actually grabbed a hold of her?"

"No, he took her hand." Sam clarified.

"Well, what'd Miss Kitty say?" Chester moved in closer, his beer momentarily forgotten

"Well, just what you'd expect." Sam leaned against the bar. "She asked if he was joking and when he said he wasn't, she told him to get himself a drink or leave."

"Well, did he leave?"

"Not right away." Sam replied in recollection. "He kept insisting that Miss Kitty go with him, which she wasn't going to do."

"Well, did he try to hurt Miss Kitty?" Chester's eyes were as big as silver dollars as he listened.

"No, but he didn't seem to accept that she was saying no, so I finally took him by the seat of the pants and threw him out. "

"Well, I declare." Chester shook his head. "Did he fight you?"

"Well, he wasn't too happy about me tossing him out and he protested some. But I wouldn't say he fought."

"Did he come back?"

"No. No he didn't but I think he might've just pulled her completely out of here if I hadn't of been here."

"You sayin' he might've kidnapped Miss Kitty?" Chester was now swallowing hard at the mental image that was going through his mind.

"Well, maybe. Miss Kitty's not one to just let people order her around or force her to do anything, ya know. But he looked to be a pretty strong young man and I think he might've tried to take her out of here whether she wanted to go or not if she'd been here alone."

"Oh, golly." Chester gasped as he whirled towards the door. "Sam, I… I gotta go and tell Mr. Dillon about this." He took three steps towards the exit, then whirled around, going back to the bar. Grabbing his beer, he took a healthy swallow, sat it down heavily on the bar and then hurriedly left the saloon.

Sam grinned watching him. He didn't see the hurry, he figured Miss Kitty would tell the Marshal herself later when she saw him.

"Sam?" Kitty came in just then with her books in her arms, having decided to work in the open bar room rather than her stuffy office. "Did I hear someone out here?"

"Yes, Ma'am. It was just Chester."

"Oh? What was he doing in here so early?" She looked a little puzzled as she sat her books down and then claimed the coffee pot and a cup from the bar top.

"Oh, he said he just wanted to get in out of the sun. I think he really just wanted a free beer." He chuckled.

"Well, I notice he didn't finish it." She nodded at the almost full mug.

"No, he didn't." Sam agreed. "Said he had to go and talk to the Marshal real quick about the mountaineer that was in here earlier."

"You tell him about that?" She chuckled, remembering the boy.

"Yes, ma'am. Hope that was okay."

"Oh, that's fine." Kitty shook her head. "Of course, there's really not much to tell. That boy didn't really do anything."

"No, Ma'am, he didn't." Sam agreed. "But then again, that's never stopped Chester before."

Kitty laughed with a shake of her head. "Well, he won't be able to tell too tall a tale this time. Nothing happened."

As Chester raced down to the jail, only one thought consumed him. "I gotta get down to the jail and tell this to Mr. Dillon about the mountain man and how he tore up the saloon and Miss Kitty."

End